Omni Man Death Novels & Stories

I broke from my brother embrace and went running to their rooms, shifting midair as fast as I could. I knew the house like the back of my hand, so I bolted as fast as I could when I arrived, I found two omegas, Sofia and Maria, both in their early thirties, Sofia was lying dead on the floor, while Maria was holding her hands up the doors was closed, and in front of her stood a man, deformed, skinny and smelled like a rogue, his scent was familiar, he was present in Galeria’s attack

My adopted sister, Victoria, possessed a fiercely powerful wolf spirit. She was the sole hope for our endangered Silver Moon Pack. In contrast, though I was the Alpha's biological daughter, I was just an Omega. It wasn't until I turned twenty that I finally awakened a wolf spirit, and it possessed nothing but simple healing abilities. From that day on, my three older brothers forced me to become her personal blood slave. After enduring the extreme torture of the Full Moon Trials for the eighth time in her place, my wolf spirit was on the verge of being torn apart. Dragging my broken, battered body, I questioned them hoarsely. Chris, my eldest brother, sneered. "Victoria has suffered sin

Mane smiled sincerely, happy to see his friend back on his feet – literally. “Yes it will. If he returns quickly before anything else, he could rubbish the claims of his death.” Mane replied. After all, although they had witnessed the majesty of his power, they didn’t personally see Dominic die. As long as a few faithful soldiers and higher ups rubbished the news of Dominic’s death and graded the lightning spear as an unfortunate ‘natural disaster’, the turmoil from his announcement would die. But everything depended upon how quickly Dominic would return.

My eyes widened. Nathan stared down at the ground and shook his head. “I can’t help you with that, Olivia,” he said quietly. I felt my heart sink. “Why not?” I urged. “I know that my dad would never have done anything to betray our pack. I need to know the truth about what happened.” Nathan slowly looked up at me with a dark expression on his face that I couldn’t quite read, which was only enhanced by the darkness of the room around us. “Gamma Kamran is dead,” he replied in a sad tone of voice. “What’s the point anymore?”

By noon, Gertrude and Velmont gathered everyone in the hall to bid them goodbye and to finally close the case—The original case that brought them there: who and why the Omegas were killed. “I want to give a reasonable cause for their deaths…” Velmont uttered his face sorrowfully as he remembered how the dead Omegas' bodies were found—thrown like trash. He sighs deeply while glancing at everyone's faces in the crowd. “… Like hatred, the crime of passion, vengeance… but it's not… they were killed because one traitor got bored waiting for commands from the Headmaster…” He blurted out in disgust. Audible gasps could be heard in the air.

My body flies out of the bed as tears sting my eyes. No. This can’t be. There is no way the man I married only a few hours ago is lying lifeless on the bed on which I laid with him. Johnathan is lying shirtless with blood spilling out of his open, soulless eyes. A similar crimson trail flows from his lips, ears, and nose. I have heard of this. This is how those infected by an omega die. I can’t believe it; I killed my own husband! My chest fills tighter as a sob erupts from my throat.

I paused before continuing, "You acted the same way in our past life. You had me wrapped around your finger with your honeyed words, even though you were telling everyone else that you were going to protect Riley. You swindled me out of all my resources and locked me in a warehouse to await death." Panic flickered in Frank's eyes as he seemed to recall a vague memory. However, the system didn't give him the time that he needed to sift through his hazy memories. His body disappeared in the next second. "Frank Gideon has died. His teleportation skill can be claimed." Riley and I didn't move an inch. After all, Frank's skill was utterly useless to us. … On the seventh day, the system deployed a

"He wants to negotiate." "Yes." "Tell his lawyer that Damien Voss does not negotiate with people who tried to have him killed," Damien said, and went back to his documents. Marcus allowed himself the smallest possible smile. "Yes sir." He left. I watched Damien go back to reading like the conversation had not happened, like a man casually declining a dinner invitation rather than refusing to bargain with someone who had put him in a hospital bed for seven months, and something settled in me, deep and solid, like a foundation being laid.

"Now!" No one dared oppose him. The doctor arrived swiftly. After a brief examination, he shook his head. "Hypothermia. She passed about 60 to 72 hours ago." "That's impossible!" Carlo shouted. "I only kept her locked up for three days! How could she have died that early?" I couldn't stop myself from laughing. "Your beloved Benedetta did this. She gave you the final push and made my death possible," I wanted to tell him, but the words died on my lips.

“Every shifter loses their wolf. Becomes mortal. Human.” The figure moved closer. “The prophecy will be complete. The omega who started it will die.” “No.” Killian hugged Aeris close. “I won’t let that happen.” “You have no choice. The prophecy moves forward.” The figure vanished, voice lingering. “The Council knows. The Elders know. Soon all will know. They will come for him.” “Let them try.” “They will succeed. It is written. The omega will die.” Silence. Killian looked down at Aeris,still, bruised, marked.