Omegaverse Show Novels & Stories

I don't know how I got so lucky, but I thank the moon goddess every day for her blessings. I was once an Omega slave, now I'm a Gamma with a wife and children, if this can happen for me it can happen for anyone. The End

"Here, this goes down to the VIP room" Shaw, the manager of the event for the day wearing an apron, sets the tray holding four glasses of champagne in it for Nora Payton, a very beautiful recessive Omega who kept wondering why Shaw would send her up to the VIP room full of Alphas knowing fully well she was an Omega, a recessive one that hasn't experienced any heat circle or change.

Sven who was seated near the front turned his chair, crossed legs and with the air of authority oozing from him, he faced them. Rune felt that sudden somersault of her heart when she had him in her full view. But she didn’t like the feeling that she was hyper aware of every little movement Sven was doing. This meeting would surely be long and she didn’t want to feel this uneasiness for the whole duration of it. She hardened her resolve as her eyes inexplicably met his gaze. Focus Rune, focus. She reminded herself and did all her might to bring her sight back on the screen. What they had just watched were disturbing clippings of news about Omegas going suddenly into their heats. It had been t

“Where are you going, Captain? Drunk already?” A hand taps my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turn to see Gray, our goalie, grinning like an idiot. “Uh, not really. I will be back in a minute,” I mutter. Drunk? Not even close. Unlike other Omegas who release pheromones, go into heat regularly, and are easily affected by Alpha pheromones, I am different. As a recessive Omega, my body barely reacts the way it is supposed to.

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.”

Above him stood three dark shapes in the moonlight. Wolves. But not from his old pack. Their scent was strange. “Please,” Aeris croaked. “I don’t know you. I didn’t do anything.” “We know who you are,” the tallest one said. A woman with a silver braid knelt beside him. “The scentless one. The omega who shouldn’t exist.” “Then you know I’m not worth killing.” “That’s where you’re wrong,” she said, drawing a knife that gleamed in the moonlight. “Your death is worth everything.”

Just Irene, sitting in the dirt, coaxing flowers to bloom. One of the omegas laughs softly. “The roses like you, Luna. Look — they’re opening.” I blink in surprise. The buds that were closed moments ago now show faint streaks of pink, trembling as if shy. My heart swells. “Maybe they can feel happiness.” “Or maybe,” the omega says, his tone almost reverent, “they know the Goddess’s touch when it returns to the world.”

And with it, the hunt. She placed her hand over her stomach again, this time gently. “You'd be safe” She whispered to the life inside her. “I promise it.” Behind her, Lowell drifted into a restless sleep, his breath evening out. Uriel stayed awake beneath the moonlight, scanning for movement. They had tried to erase her. Now, she would hunt them down. They would face the fury of the woman they created. The omega was gone. And in her place stood something far more dangerous.

You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

MELISSA’S POV . “Hide.” My father mouthed, with worry, clearly seen in his expression. Diego held my hand, and led me to the bathroom, which was possible for me to eavesdrop on their conversation, and thankfully, I could see them, through a hole. I watched as they barged in to the house, and horror filled me as I sniffed in the Alpha aura. He must be valon. “Do you remember our last conversation, three full moons ago?” valon asked.