Omegaverse Pheromones Novels & Stories

That vanilla scent poured from there like an aphrodisiac, fogging up my senses. What the fuck was wrong with me when it came to this Omega? I felt my wolf stirring under the surface. A growl slipped out as my tense hand moved, palming my cockhead that was already slick under my boxers. I wanted her... just for sex. Because I liked the chemical hit of her pheromones, and because it wouldn’t cost me a damn thing to fuck her and breed her. One of the things they destroyed last night was my semen samples from the lab.

My eyes widened when I saw clearly the Omega looked fragile with a frightened face as well as cheeks that had been wet with tears. I've never felt like my passion was easily ignited like this. But just inhaling the beautiful Omega pheromone on the stage over there, my passion dared to overflow. My forehead wrinkled, confused. My brain that used to produce brilliant ideas is now thinking hard. Not understanding what was going on with me, my heart jumped wildly just by looking at Omega's beautiful face. My golden yellow pupils dilated as I began to understand the signs I was currently experiencing had explained it all.

Chapter: 72 ****** The room was saturated with pheromones, not just peaceful ones but those that carried a threat to anyone who inhaled them. The message in those pheromones was clear: "Approach our Mate and face death." However, the Omegas standing at the door were unaware of this. Upon pushing the door open, they hurried inside, only to be immediately driven back by the overwhelming scent of the pheromones, which filled the room like an overused spray. The door closed behind them as they hastily retreated, breathing heavily with their backs against the door.

Daveryl began his speech. "As you all know, I made the Curb plaster for all Omegas and Alphas who have problems with their uncontrollable pheromones. Like the description written on each product package, it will help your pheromones not to leak and attract other opposite genders. In addition to that, the product is made to minimize and avoid forced claims on an Omega or Alpha. I know that is also the reason why you are here in front of me today, am I right?" Daveryl is proudly smiling while saying his speech.

But after the incident at the club and Zane brought him back to his home, he may have conveniently forgotten to take them and maybe even used a little bane to flush what might be left in his system, so there was nothing blocking his pheromones and scents at all. With a low, dangerous rumble in his chest, Zane sucked in a deep breath to swallow the Omega scent, thereby opening every scent gland in his body. Posturing, he allowed the full force of his Alpha Pheromones to bloom in the air, thicker than the normal waves.

Luna peeked cautiously into Valerian’s office, her breath catching. She couldn’t bring herself to step inside—not when he was flooding the room with pheromones so potent they made her skin prickle. She had to stay away; if he sensed her reaction, he’d figure out she was an omega, not the beta she’d pretended to be.

His entire posture, involuntarily, subtly, shifted into one of cringing submission. His head bowed forward, not in thought, but in a profound, neurological acknowledgement of the superior Alpha dominance. And with the bow, a small, crystalline surge of his unsuppressed Omega scent—this time not fear, but a more complex, deeply vulnerable aroma of compliance and sudden biological distress—escaped his system. It lasted less than a second. But in the pheromonal language of Alphas and Omegas, it was a profound, complete confession.

Inviting him into the depths of my being would mean embracing the weight of these obligations. In that moment, I clung to him tightly, closing my eyes as conflicting emotions surged within me. It was a fear-inducing prospect, yet one that resonated with a deeper yearning buried within. The door swung open abruptly, accompanied by a loud throat-clearing sound. Startled, I swiftly disentangled myself from Eros' embrace as the distinct scent of Beta Algie reached my nostrils. How did we miss his scent earlier? "It's impossible that you didn't smell me, or were you just enjoying your little love fest?"

Because I've heard stories of how some Omegas have been violated by others whenever they are in their heat. During Omega's heat, they tend to be vulnerable because, during that period, they are always sexually aroused. And the pheromones they release then affect any Alpha/Beta around and that has led to some ending up being sexually molested, while some end up being marked by an unknown alpha. That is why most omegas always want to be around their mate during their heat. For those who are yet to find their mate, they would rather be around someone they trust or be indoors. My parents were always worried about me having my heat when they're not with me and I end up with some strange that woul

It is a known fact among all people that alphas are only meant for omegas because that's how the tertiary genders dictate the world. "Dear... a little more and I'll cum." Sevastian releases more pheromones though the beta wouldn't notice a thing. He paces up his thrusting and sucks on Zen's neck. If only he's an omega, he would've already marked him and made him his. 'Who knows, maybe he'll turn into a fucking omega by if I continue to release pheromones.' He thought. Zen could feel the difference in their body heat and a strange feeling running down his spine as he felt the alpha's movements getting more and more erratic. He realized that the alpha is reaching his limit. He never expected t