Novel & Cerita Omni-man Happy

The med team patched me up fast—wrapped my wrist, checked the bruises. Emmett stayed glued to my side. I finally asked, "Who... exactly are you?" "OmniSphere's my family's company. I'm the heir." He said it like it was no big deal. I just stared. OmniSphere. One of the top ten global giants. But the way he looked at me—like he was the one hurting—I had to laugh. "I'm the one all banged up. Why do you look worse than me?"

This world actually had something called "takeout." I had barely arrived at the office when a man suddenly dragged me into the pantry. "Cher! You have to leave with me! Quickly!" Oh god. It was that rotund man, Shane Fulbright, again. He winced as though my situation personally offended him, but all I could focus on was how his muscles bounced with every movement. The sight disgusted me so much that I immediately stepped farther away. "Don't you know what kind of person he is, Cher?!" he demanded.

he solemnly confessed. Edison offered a kind, pearly white grin, which matched the twinkle in his hazel eyes. "It's fine, Christian. From now on, you'll have some friends by your side." Christian relaxed at hearing those words and even sat down to begin a conversation with him and Mason. I smiled at the interaction between them, liking the happiness that I was finally having today. Maybe the rest of the afternoon and upcoming evening wouldn't be so bad.

He fell on the man and I rolled him off. I could see now that it was a young boy, barely 20. “Thank you.“ He croaked “Here.“ I offered him water. “Thank you.“ He spoke clearly now. “Who are you and why was he choking you?“ “My name is Mane and that is my former Alpha's son, Tom. He's pained his girlfriend has the hots for me.“ Mane had the audacity to wink. I chuckled and pulled him up. I could see why people's girlfriends liked him. He was tall and good-looking.

Unexpectedly, the other party thought he was comforting. Omi nodded and handed Allen Peterson a can of beer: "well, I know, if you can drink with me, I'll thank you very much. Don't say anything more to comfort me." Allen Peterson didn't believe her and didn't say anything else. He and Omi just met by chance. At this time, it's the limit for him to say so much. He can't say anything else. In case of leakage, it will be bad for the Han family to take precautions.

"I feel bad you had to ask me that. I wish Forth luck." "Why." The man appeared as if he fell from the heavens. He yelped. He felt like a dear caught in the headlights, even the smaller omega felt his guilt levels or maybe perhaps he saw it. "I'll get going now… Thanks for the ride." They both watched the tiny omega disappear in the building and Beam faced his mate. It's been a long time coming, he desired physical touch a heat was building the longer they stared at each other and when the omega was far from sight he pleaded.

I am Chloe Patterson, the Omega. I grit my teeth as the pain reaches my hip bones. I refuse to scream! I can do this. I close my eyes, and I picture my mom. I imagine her smiling and clapping for me, and the pain in my body dims just a tad. Her light brown eyes are full of love as she watches me shift for the first time, and I smile within my mind at the image. Pain shoots up my spine, and my skull feels as if it is being ripped apart, but I keep smiling to myself even though my real teeth are clenched. Mom gives me a thumbs up in my head, and I laugh/cry as my elbow breaks.

DEXTERA Roxanne's eyes lit up the moment she saw me. “Oh my, you're awake. How do you feel now?” “I feel tired and empty inside.” I replied honestly. She continued cleaning up her freshly used materials, taking a minute to flash me a small, genuine smile. “It’s normal, given the physical exhaustion your...‘other part’ incurred on your human.”

Arms scarred from battles he didn’t seem to regret with the sense of pride he carried them with. Beta, my instincts supplied. Authority clung to him like second skin. “You look worse than I expected,” he said, gaze sweeping over me without pity. “Tion thought you’d break faster.” I said nothing. My throat was too dry for words anyway after not consuming anything in over 24 hours. He set down a metal tray — real food this time. A bottle of water and a clean cloth. “I’m Dante. Beta of the pack.” A pause. “And you are?”

|Raya/Sameen| “Yeah, I’ve tried everything I know but it’s not working,” I admitted, rubbing the back of my neck as I explained to Alex after asking him how to make Orion happy. “Well, give him a glass of alcohol and massage his shoulders to ease the tension,” Alex suggested, then chuckled. “Would that help?” I inquired and he nodded. “Or you can stuff his mouth with your…” he trailed off, wiggling his brows. “Alex,” I called in shock, heat spreading across my cheeks.