Omni Man Beating Mark Novels & Stories

The only woman who bestowed attention on him, the woman who made him feel comfortable, the woman who always stood next to him. Adam regretted ever living. He regretted ever calling Brian daddy. "If that's so.... Then I can kill this bastard." Adam stood up, tightened his grip on his hand until the finished books turned white, the man with red face approached Mark suddenly then punched his face with great force. considered very strong. Mark fell down, the man's head hit the floor, Mark was indeed older than Adam but Adam's body was much stronger than Mark, their heights were even different.

He growls at me while I chuckle. “What’s wrong Mark? Don’t have the strength to beat me,” I egg him on. He runs full speed at me and jumps trying to land on my back but I just swing my arm behind me hitting him. He flies across the field land hard. He gets up again and charges. I quickly shift back. “That’s enough Mark,” I say but he doesn’t stop. Daniela steps in between us. “Enough! You weren’t stronger than Derek before what makes you think you can beat him now.” Mark shifts back.

I’ve whooped their human forms a few times over the last year. It's my turn against Mark, a well-known tool in the pack. He flexes his oversized arms before pulling his shirt off and making his pecks bounce up and down. As he continues showing off, trying to swoon me off my feet, I decide to swoon him off his by dropping to the ground and spinning my leg around, knocking him over. Everyone laughs as Mark becomes red-faced while I nonchalantly look at my nails. Then, finally, mark stands up, cracks his knuckles, and narrows his eyes at me.

Mark stated, shivering. "I hate you!!..I cursed the day I met you. "more tears trickled down his face "Just see him crying like a baby. He is weak", Mason taunted. Mark walked to Mason and gave him a hard smack on the face which caught the attention of everyone. “You son of a bitch!! I may be a weak omega!! But I was the one who satisfied you like none of your whores did. I was the one who stayed by your side and took all your shit for two years," he pointed out.

“What, explaining this humiliating sh*tstorm before you leave is below you now? How do you expect me to preserve my dignity after all the crap you’ve put us through, huh? Huh?! Oh, we all know that you Tremonts are part of the 1%, the frickin’ ultra-rich elites, aren’t you? So, you fancy that privilege gives you people the right to terrorize anyone you like whenever the mood kicks in, huh?!” Mark struggled against her grip, but the woman suddenly seemed possessed by an inhuman strength—it was as if she was trying to make sure he could never leave even if the effort killed her. Utterly vexed, Mark erupted, “Let me go! I’m in no mood to squander precious seconds with you!”

That was a whole other ball game. Mark came over and offered me a hand up from the bench. I took it, grateful as my chest was incredibly sore. But as soon as he had me on my feet, he pulled my hand up above my head and landed a punch straight into my gut, knocking the wind out of me. I didn’t fall to my knees, bless the Goddess, but I stumbled back several steps. “What the hell?” I choked out, weezing to regain my breath. Mark just smiled. “See you in the ring in ten. Looks like I have a few more things to teach you.”

He spun around and kicked the nearest man, the heel of his boot slamming into the man’s shoulder. "—not nearly kill her!" Mark’s voice echoed through the cavernous space, bouncing off the iron beams above. He could feel the blood rushing in his ears, louder than the hum of the flickering lights. "I said to make it look real. Not to make it real. Not to make her bleed like that. Not to make her pass out!" He gritted his teeth and punched again, this time with a roar. One of the men crumpled like a ragdoll, coughing blood, yet still didn’t fight back.

Kincaid growls as he folds his arms. Gavin smirks. "Oh, she knew who killed them. And man, if I were you, I would be ashamed. Your training must suck. You said they were three of your best, but they were killed by a true omega in human form," Gavin says in a voice so condescending Kincaid immediately snarls. "WHAT," he roars, and Gavin smirks.

I would make it so kids screamed just by looking at him. "Well little Omega," he sneered, "looks like I finally get to kill you." "I won't make it easy," I promised. Deven's smirk dropped, replaced by a menacing glare that could rival the grinch. He bent down and again gripped my neck in his huge hand. He apparently, lacked creativity when it came to handling me. He squeezed, so tight it almost felt as if my head and body were two separate parts.

His inner wolf wagged his tail in delight finding her quite amusing. (R:) 20 points for the little lamb. Mark on the other hand cracked a short grin, by the fact his precious human friend was sticking up for him. M: Oh I think that I have found myself a cheerleader. She is always right when I need her.. E: What are you singing to Omi? Sasha glared sharply down at the girl besides Mark. She was more furious to see a human who had no right being here at all. "Slut? Who do you think you're talking to, you rude little charity box!"