Omni Man Bloodshot Eyes Novels & Stories

a man with a cape said, and his eyes were glowing crimson red. His eyes are like your bloodshot eyes.

Too much blood soaking his clothes and the cobblestones of the alley. The man glanced up, and the right side of his face was a mass of blood, one eye missing. It was all Rhychard could do to keep from vomiting. The man's lone eye was a deep ocean blue and shaped like a cat's eye, the pupil a narrow slit. He looked into Rhychard's face, his own a mask of confusion. "You're human?" Rhychard nodded. Obviously, the man was so far gone his brain had locked him into character. "Yeah, I'm human. Now, we have to get you to a hospital."

com' I clicked on it, a photograph of a wolf who had been directly injected popped up, invading my laptop screen. The man was dead. He had lost blood from his eyes, nose and ears. His eyes were sunken into his head like a zombie and his hair looked like it had fallen out in patches. His skin was blotchy with white patches all over it, and it looked like giant scabs. All of his fangs had fallen out and his claws, too. I read the caption below it;

My heart slumps. "But the eyes..." "They changed colors,” he finished gently. “I get that. You know that's not uncommon. We have wolfless omegas in the pack. I'm sure you've seen them when they're excited. Their eyes light up.” Was I excited when my eyes did that? Maybe. But it's the first time. “I'm sorry,” he says again. “There's nothing in the scan that indicates you'll shift soon. Look, the past few days have been pretty exciting for you with your dad nearly dying and all. You should be resting.”

Blood started oozing from his nose; his hands shook as he touched it. “What the…fuck” he mouthed and turned to look at himself in the window of the car. His eyes flashed complete blue, they weren’t red anymore like they used to. The pain suddenly stopped too, this was it? He wasn’t alpha anymore but omega. His powers were wearing off and who knew maybe soon they might fade away “Ah shit!”

I can see the sadness in his expression as this isn’t something he wanted but in the end, his mother won and he had no control. The memories change and now I am standing in a room. Blood is dripping from him and I see he looks as if his face is hurting, Someone comes up behind him and locks their arm around his throat. I try and scream to watch out but no sound comes out of my mouth. I have to stand here at let it play out, It’s a man and he is strong and packed with muscle his eyes are a glowing amber colour. Dom struggles but somehow maneuvers and throws the man off him.

A man snarls with short brown hair and stormy grey eyes as he approaches me. With my heart thumping against my ribcage, drowning everything out that surrounds me. I quickly start to retreat from his proximity. The moon-infected man lurches forward, he takes hold of my upper arms, and he headbutts me. Excruciating pain spreads across my head, and my vision becomes cloudy. But not cloudy enough as I unwillingly watch as he falls to his knees.

The feathery and also was like a skin-bone feet at the same time was seen in Omeo sight who was still on the ground as he was still struggling on getting up and standing on his feet without any help from a person who take the initiative to help him up. Grunting first then groaning in pain when Omeo accidentally moved the cheeks that were badly injured earlier by Ayajo fist. He then closes his eyes for a moment wishing to distinguish the extreme pain his face is suffering right now. Omeo slowly raises his head and happened to came into contact with those dark green eyes that with no expression, extremely lifeless look back at him, sending shivers down to his spine. The guy with those dark gre

Andy apparently doesn’t either because they both stay still and stand there looking like idiots, with Millan still holding his pathetic excuse of a weapon. “So like…”, Millan breaks the silence, “you said you’d help me with my leg?” In truth, standing like that is getting difficult, the pain almost bringing tears to his eyes. Andy sees the omega’s stance waver a bit. “Oh, right, sorry.” Andy quickly moves to help Millan support his own weight. As he almost run towards the omega, the closer he gets, the clearer it is that his assumptions were right. The male omega really had clear violet eyes and is way smaller compared to the usual omega height. But damn, he was beautiful. Despite the dirt a