Omegaverse Scents Novels & Stories

He found himself out of the world, opening the car, and he smelled of RiVi's pheromones was not far from here. Furthermore, he released his pheromones so that lunatic couldn't do anything to him, and to this Omega he again sent purposely on his way. Likewise, he saw the same trick in front of him, but the difference was that the pheromones, matching him, black rose and cherry blossom, he absentmindedly carried this Omega to his waiting car and let the driver drive the rest of the way home. The personal doctor he called was already waiting when he arrived, following from behind and without question.

"Don't forget to take your medicine before you leave. You have a mild burn, and this will help it heal faster." I grabbed the disgusting bowl, held my breath, and forced myself to drink all of it. Then I stepped outside to find what was mine... except she had no wolf scent, which meant I had no idea where to start looking for her. "Omega wing," Keal growled. Before I even realized it, my legs had already moved on their own at hyper speed once again. I arrived at the omega workspace. The place reeked of wires, burnt ozone, explosives, and chemicals, but amidst all the harsh scents, one smell still stood out.

I could feel the triplets’ eyes on me, their presence overwhelming, and the bond snapped. “Look at me, Rebecca” Damien said, his voice softer but still strong. My name sounded so amazing coming from him, and I loved the way it made my skin tingle and heart race. I lifted my eyes, meeting his gray gaze, and the bond ignited in my chest, taking my breath away. Kael’s dark eyes were on me too, and studying my figure, while Lucian’s held a mix of curiosity and something warm, that made my heart race. Magnus stepped forward, towering over me. “This is a mistake,” he said, his voice cold. “You are an Omega, and you can’t be their mate.”

She asked with suspicion lingering in her eyes. “I… I think our Alpha mentioned it.” I lied, rattling out. “He didn’t.” She shook her head. “Well, he just did. Let’s go prepare.” I scurried away from her before she bantered me with questions. I had to be careful of the way I predicted things. The Omegas were the lowest-ranking servants in the pack and we were the ones in charge of organizing the field for Steven’s welcome banquet. I returned to the venue to take a final look at it before the event time, the canopies were in the right place including the chairs, tables, and food sets.

she asks, the big black guy turns around and looks at her only to reveal a pair of green eyes, what a contrast to his dark skin she thought, he looked smart, his height is something she will have to keep in her mind for a few days, but something was off, he had a scent, and it’s been a long time since she’s come in contact with a student that was like her, he had a scent but it wasn’t strong, it was like something was covering his scent like it was covered up by a heavy wood. “I’m sorry” for a huge guy, he cowers a lot, charlotte noticed the way his back was hunched, and even his hoodie looked like it has seen better days, she looked down only to notice the man had scars. And his hands were

To them I was just a pawn and since I was diagnosed as an omega, all of my future plans would have 'being sold' in common. That was pretty much the fate of omega borns like me. When you are born an omega, you have only two choices. Omegas could give birth to dominant alphas, be it Male or female. That's why we're wanted by the elites to carry out their legacy of alphas from their clan.

Omega. Yet not just any Omega scent. Omegas usually smelled soft and nurturing, like spring rivers or a warm night’s embrace. But this scent held something deeper—a fracture, a wound buried under silence. There was a sense of isolation. Like someone who had been broken but still stood tall. Was she a Rogue? I glanced at Alera, seated beside me, eyes fixed forward, fingers twirling her pen. Did she feel it too? That invisible pull, that tightening bond I couldn't break free from.

He snatched his mate out of the way as she bulldozed past him, both of them exchanging a mystified look before they darted after her, hand in hand. Dell didn't even here the litany of words that poured from her mouth as she was dragged, lungs first through the store, inhaling deep lungfuls of that scent that had caught her attention at the station. OMEGA MINE OMEGA CLAIM OMEGA she barked out as she ripped the curtain aside and darted down the short hallway, all the while sifting through the different notes of the scent that was assaulting her. Honey and peony and a delicious base note vanilla, all woven together and wrapped up in pure Omega, a scent that called to the most primal part of her

A whole Alpha like me. I tuck some hairs behind her ears, immediately our skins touch, the scent I felt in Westwood, lavender, Amber and citrus mixed together. I close my eyes as the intoxication spreads to my blood stream. My hairs stand erect, Lamar starts whining, he threatens to take over. But the scent immediate stops. What is happening? Why can't I understand. 'Isn't it, mate?' Lamar asks in a hurt tone.

Esmeray woke from her dreamless slumber and almost passed out as her senses got bombarded with countless unfamiliar scents. Distant and close scents that she was finding hard to pinpoint, scents that were making her head spin. Some of the scents that she could identify were Vampires, blood, different perfumes along with faint scents of herbs. Squeezing her eyes shut when she tried to focus on one scent her senses got overwhelmed by one scent in particular.