Ominis Gaunt X Reader Novels & Stories

“Minerva, I've found the best class to fix you into.” “Okay,” she replied. Tearing a page from the book in his hands, He gave it to Minerva who immediately took it. Mr Gael glanced up at her and pretended he wasn't looking. Minerva frowned and looked at the short man whose beady eyes were staring at her. A light chuckle left her lips and she tilted her head. “I can read Mr Gael,” she answered his unsaid question with a proud smirk on her face. “Good,” he replied, pushing his glasses to rest on his small nose. “For someone who grew up in Blueshead, a girl at that. You're surely lucky.”

“I want every single one of you searching for Rhea and Jimin now!” Xavier grunted. “The first person to get their scent would get a prize from me, and trust me, I’m far more generous than Ghost. I would never ever slay the person that gives me what I want when I want it.” “Yes Alpha,” they replied and bounded out immediately.

Then his eyes. Mismatched. One blue so pale it's almost silver. One dark amber that glows like backlit whiskey. Both fixed on the camera like he already knows who's staring back and exactly what they're thinking. The caption loads beneath. ‘Jax. Lycan Alpha Emperor. Annual Unity Gala, 2025.* The air leaves my lungs in one violent exhale.

Alpha Max growls possessively, his dominance asserting itself. As vertigo engulfs me, every ounce of blood rushes to my groin, causing it to stiffen. The mere sight of Annalise entering the area, adorned with what looks like a bikini, is captivating. The skirt she wears, reaching mid-thigh, is the only thing preventing such an assumption. Her voluptuous breasts overflow from the sides and center of her criss-cross top, tempting my senses with their alluring display. ‘MINE! MY MATE!’ Xavier growls as he fights me to take control.

And the dungeon stood silent again, just like it always had. ~~~~~~~~~~~ The grand living room of Xavier's house shimmered in violet. Noble guests from across the elemental realms raised their glasses in celebration. A soft melody played by charmed violins filled the space. The birthday girl stood at the centre wrapped in a gown of moonlight and stardust, her long black hair pinned with opals. Her eyes, though bright, held an unknown ache. "My lady," spoke Uncle Xavier, stepping beside her with a sly grin, “you seem distracted. Everything okay with you?”

Gina's dagger flashed in the dim light of the ruins, its blade etched with the same cursed runes that had plagued Autumn since the threats began. Time seemed to slow as Autumn twisted, her instincts sharpened by the newly forged bond with Gale. The silver light within her flared weakly, a protective shimmer rippling across her skin, but exhaustion from the ritual left her vulnerable. Gina's eyes burned with a fanatic gleam, her lips curled in a snarl that revealed fangs elongated by the Order's dark magic. "You stole everything from me," Gina hissed, her voice distorted, echoing the woman's earlier malice. "Nathaniel was mine—until you came along with your pathetic omega scent."

Athesmos bellowed loudly. Kairos carried the moaning man back to his bedroom. By the time they got inside the darkroom both men were naked and Kairos found himself buried in between Gouria's thighs once again while taking Gouria into his warm mouth just in time for Gouria to reach his completion his seeds rushed out of him in full force that it left him drained and his vision darkened long enough for him to catch a glimpse of Andreios naked form in a sea of golden sheet's with both eyes closed. "Lover."

The pen had stopped moving and she was in the Destiny Land looking at the new word formed in the manuscript, Shala in the Human World looking at the sky with his gaze traveling into fairy Land, and Ginevra in Morvin Hills looking at her hands absorbing remaining water drops …all said in unison, “WAR.” Announcement-: Dear readers, I am very happy with the love you are giving my book. I am going to publish the second book too within some days. Kindly check on that too. It's a contest book with Werewolf Genre. The book is going to a be a short one. I hope you will give your love and keep supporting me always.

“Darren? You’re still here, aren’t you?” Still no answer...Then with a gasp of air, I’ve locked up in his arms again with my head tucked between his neck. “You will never be alone; death will never be able to take my soul...I promise you Nicolette Carter Gray...she-wolf of the red moon.” I smile and pull myself even tighter to him...Then the door opens again and some familiar scents fill the room. “Nicolette? But then it’s true...” “Elora...”

Those eyes of hers grow lifeless, Garth is too late to act. The goblin stands up and lucky for Garth, the dead body and the way it is hand conceals his visage for now. A green hand is pressed on the dead body's lower stomach. A firm open palm first before switching to the back of his hand. “Cunt died on me.” He says under his breath. He grabs a piece of paper from the back deck of his cell room and then begins to read it. It’s a log of all their kidnaps and the ones that are ready and prepped for selling. While he walks over to the dead dwarf, he reads these logs unnoticing the large man. Through the paper, he feels a large hand on his face, propelled outward and gripping his visage. Garth’s