Omegaverse Romance Novels & Stories

She leaned back into her chair, as if distance was needed for whatever she was about to say. “Gerard,” she said, voice softer—the softest I’ve ever heard. “You of all people should know that’s possible.” My chest tightened, my muscles contracting. “When someone becomes an omega, it rewires their brain,” she continued. “The brain chemistry. Instincts. Alpha pheremones that usually trigger aggression start triggering attraction.” Her eyes searched mine to be sure I was following. “There’s a reason Alphas clash with other Alphas, and omegas don’t.”

“It’s Tyrone’s mating ceremony. Apparently, he’s found himself an omega.” Her expression darkened instantly, her face twisting in disapproval. “An omega?” she spat, her lip curling. “A beta marrying a creature as lowly as an omega?” She shook her head, her voice laced with scorn. “What is Tyrone thinking? He could have chosen a strong, influential woman—someone from a powerful bloodline, someone like Hannah.”

“And it’s mine but how?” Zeke shut the door after him. I could see he was as surprised as I was, even when he walked into the living room to point out what he had sensed. “She’s an omega.” He said as if it would change the fact “it’s impossible for her to carry a Lycan’s child.” I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing around the room“Don’t tell me what’s impossible, Zeke. The proof is right there growing inside of her.” My voice dropped lower. “ My seed is in her and I need answers.”

"The mate bond?" Before I could answer, his lips crashed against mine. It was My first kiss.I felt my knees weak. When he pulled back, we were both breathing hard. "I... I'm just an omega," I whispered. "You're my mate." His grip on my waist tightened. "That's all that matters." He kissed me again, gentler this time. My heart raced against my chest as his hands tangled in my hair. "Meet me after the ceremony," he murmured against my lips. "Don't worry about what happens in there. Next week, at the mating ceremony, I'll choose you as my Luna."

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

he roars, and Gavin smirks. "Yup. Hannah Patterson. Our future Luna's mother was a true omega. She killed your warriors one by one. She protected Logan and her daughter. She did succumb to her injuries after finishing them off, but still...Your warriors must have been fucking pathetic. Kandace probably didn't tell you because she didn't want you feeling embarrassed. I mean, three of your pack's best defeated by ONE of our pack's true OMEGAS. Ha, no wonder you want to merge with our pack. We make yours look like fumbling pups," Gavin states while adding a deep laugh. Kincaid immediately shifts and launches at Gavin. Gavin is prepared, so he blocks his neck just in time. But his wolfless body

“If my pack was wrong about omegas having mates, are they also wrong that omegas can’t have children?” Bridget’s smile instantly fades as she glances over towards Ford before she looks back at me. Oh, no. Did I ask the wrong question? Bridget nods her head. “Omegas can get pregnant. However, I just found out that I didn’t get pregnant with my first heat or us claiming each other. The Supreme Elder said that I would get pregnant after the new Luna is announced to the pack.” Ford adds, “The moon goddess was very generous when she made omegas. Once you find your mate, you will probably have many puppies with him.”

The door of the car suddenly opens and a foul stench reaches my nose as a man enters my vision. Rouge. He flashes his yellow teeth "Omegas, eh? This is going to be fun." He grabs Kate by the arm and pulls her out just as the other door opens and someone pulls out the omega guy on my left. I protest in vain when two big arms wrap around me and pull me out I find myself held tightly by the mountain of a rouge. Around us, seven or maybe eight rouges, against five omegas. The other cars were already ahead of us, they wont be able to reach us on time. Oh goodness.

I am sure. It is neither. I hate her. I hate her face, her body, curves, smiles. I hate her guts, and most of all, I especially hate the fact that the moon goddess decided to humiliate me by reducing me to the level of an Omega. Not just an Omega, but a divorcee, a baby mama of three, and a notorious slut. One thing is clear: she is practically an open gate for any man who has a boner. The embarrassment: me, Lycan King Roman, settling for slaves. I would rather die than settle for that harlot.

I pause to gesture to the lack of space in our middle. “There's this mess between us, and adding hours and hours of proximity is dangerous” I say even though he's not listening to me right now. I can see it in his eyes; how easy and how complex it is inside his head, he's easy to crack but hard to understand. The omega struggles for a second and I see the moment he chooses what pleases him; “So you want me” he whispers quietly and my nostrils flare as his vanilla scent swells in the room, mild, honest and…wicked.