Omegaverse Novels & Stories

This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega. An Omega is a rare and special creation with distinct features of a crescent moon on their forehead. The people were advised to treat the Omegas as embodiments of the moon goddess herself and once in a year an anniversary is held in the name of the moon goddess, whereby the Omegas are to dance traditionally to glorify her name.

𝗠𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱, 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁. "Do you know who that pack was? It was the pack where Omegas resided. Or should I say, 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮 𝗭𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗰𝘂𝘀' 𝗣𝗮𝗰𝗸."

I ask curiously. “Many paranormal beings have Omegas. Created by the gods, to be dicked and knotted by the strongest male in the clan.” Viki is so sarcastic the corners of my mouth twitch up.

The House of Vagamor; South of the Realm Orvyn's POV "Who could have done this?" Ruffus slumped into his chair, the wood creaking slightly under his heavy weight. Gloom and unspoken fear radiated his features. Like everyone else on the Table, he was afraid for the safety of the House. The Omicrons are the souls of lost werewolves who could not be absolved of their crimes. The Moon Goddess suffered them rest, confining them to the underworld with insatiable hunger. Not for blood, but for souls.

~5 years ago~ My parents always made sure everything was perfect for the Alpha and his Luna. They were lead Omega's but that didn't matter. The Alpha found dust under a lamp. Not much but it was enough to be killed for apparently. They could feel his anger as he made his way down to our little falling apart shack. Knowing something was different this time, they told me and my sister to run into the woods and not to look back.

"If we had tried to assign these wolves to Council members, well, there really would be a werewolf-vampire war. So we released them from the pack, and only I know where they now roam. Only I know their numbers. And I'm not telling." "Alpha, you think yourself smarter than the Elders. But when we skin your wife and child before your eyes, you will tell us whatever we want to know!" I felt faint. They would do it because they are just that cold blooded. Paul narrowed his eyes. "It doesn't work like that. What will happen is that I become the wolf, and he will kill you or die trying. When I die there is no one to turn off the Omegas. Did I happen to mention that they are the ones I sent to Euro

“Never tell anyone that you're Liam's mate!” Only that? “Simple instruction.” I answer, brushing it off. He watches me, probably waiting for a reaction, but too bad for him, he isn't getting any. I'm used to this kind of treatment anyway. After all, I'm an Omega, the lowest of the werewolf ranks ever! He gets off first and I follow after him and we both walk towards the backdoor as Trevor starts explaining to me all sorts of things.

The day was supposed to be the happiest day of her life turned into a worst one for her when she shifted into a beautiful wolf yet the power radiating from it screamed one thing. Omega. She was an omega, a weak wolf. Her whole family turned against her the very day, they all were of higher ranks, her father was an alpha while her mother a beta and it was expected from both siblings to turn into either an alpha or beta but after she shifted as an omega, all the love and attention from her parents turned void.

Finally, omegas. I took a seat beside the other omegas. One of them was my best friend, Selene. Now here's the thing: Selene isn’t exactly weak, but God, she's allergic to everything. Trees, grass, animals, the sun and even some werewolves. It was that bad. The omega forum, usually silent and half-dead, was buzzing today. "What's going on?" I asked Selene. "It's about the mating ceremony," she said. "What about it?"

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.