Omni Man Full Body Novels & Stories

A throat cleared behind her. "Uh, excuse me, Omega Ammy?" Ammy turned to face a young omega man, dark haired and unusually lovely. He wore stylish dark green robes with feather accents and his earrings glinted as he swayed. He stood wringing his hands, shifting nervously and offering a large smile that turned into a grimace. He opened his mouth to speak but paused shifting again and bit his lip. Ammy smirked, amused. "I'm surprised to see someone here more awkward than I. Is there a rodent under your shirt, making you dance in place so?"

Sinn looked at her questioningly, then turned behind her, looking in the mirror. “Holy crap!” She exclaimed, seeing now the complete mark on her body. “I’m going to kill that bastard!” She raged, turning around and touching the mark to see how far it reached. Anna laughed, loudly. “Don’t be ridiculous, it looks like the coolest tattoo, ever, I’ve never seen such a mark, never!” She flailed her arms as if trying to convince Sinn, how wonderful she looked. “Besides, I knew something wasn’t right about your origin, you couldn’t possibly be an omega.” Anna looked at her thoughtfully, with her hand on her chin.

Shut up," she orders Chloe, and my mate's body jerks. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and unlike Chloe, I don't say anything. I let my mother run the show. "Logan! Listen to me! She is an omega. Her human body is weak. The wolf she will get will be strong, but she is weak. She was born an omega. I told you what to do if you get an omega mate, now do it," mom snaps, and Dad instantly growls.

I noticed the other two warriors preparing themselves, and the whole area buzzed with anticipation once again. "Could it be that she was the one who shifted form last night under the moonlight?" one of the pack members wondered aloud. "She gave us that extra strength!" Extra strength? What were they talking about? "But she's an omega. How is this possible?" "How did she acquire such power?" I heard the heavy breathing of the head warrior. The shock still seemed to be coursing through his system, though he managed to maintain a composed expression. "Make the fight real. There's something peculiar about the energy in her body. She's too strong!" the head warrior commanded.

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

He replied in anger, facing her as his powers exuded from his body But it seemed like he couldn’t harm her either, it was like a wall was built around her immediately he got close to her, but he kept surging in, trying to break free, in seconds, he stepped back, panting and taking a seat at the altar. This male creature seemed old, his white beards long enough to touch his chest, he looked more like a werewolf than a witch, his fingers were so long, giving him a very creepy look, he was adorned with ornaments that seemed ancient.

NAME: Mane AGE: 11 HEALTH POINTS: 200,000/200,000 RACE: Supreme BLOODLINE: Mixed (Olympian, Norse God King, ???) BLOODLINE RANK: Improbable LEVEL: Nobility Realm 1 – In All Paths; an Omni Noble (Level 71.01) BASE POWER LEVEL: 10,500,000,000 PEAK POWER LEVEL: 1,000,500,000,000 (This cap can be broken when using your Soul Weapons)

I asked, shaking my head slightly in hopes of straightening my vision, but it didn’t help. “You can’t be walking around like this,” the man responded, not even answering my question. “But don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.” I shuddered in fear after his remark. I recognized that tone. The sick amusement and hunger laced in his voice. I quickly struggled, trying my best to push him away, but my body completely betrayed me. He chuckled menacingly, “You don’t have to act coy, you know. You’re a filthy omega. It’s not like this is your first time.”

There is no part of my body that does not have a spot or an injury there. I have got a pair of blue eyes. My wolf's name is Octavia. She has a fur of hazel brown with some cream color on it. Well, she has a pair of blue eyes. And before I forget to mention it, she has been thinking about her mate a lot. Mate… speaking of mate, I don't think he would want us. I mean I'm not beautiful. I am just some omega who wears tattered clothes. My hair is not very well combed, I just use my hands to detangle them.

"Polymerization: Beta, Delta, Gamma, Sigma..." The energy disappeared, the undead were motionless once again, and all the members of the group stared, paralyzed, at the young man with a skin white like a snowflake. Even Eryl had stopped and was looking at him out of the corner of her eye. He opened his eyes, his irises red as ruby. "Omega body." A shock wave passed through the ground, and the undead resumed their frenzy and lunged at him, but they never touched the ground, they flew several meters above the ground while black spikes protruded from the earth and pierced their body.