Omni-man Head Crush Novels & Stories

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

I dithered for a while before taking the plunge and going in. "And who is she?" The voice of a woman could be heard saying, "I could not see her because my head was bowed." "She is just an omega who rejected her pack a while ago," Bianca explained. Instantaneously, my face went down. She is so determined to smear my good name. "Raise your head darling." I heard the voice of another woman saying. I did nothing; rather, I just stood there in the same position. "That is not who she is." The earlier voice reported that. I cautiously raised my head to look around.

I hesitated a little bit before finally entering. "And who is she?" I heard a woman's voice say, i could not see her because my head was bowed. "She is just an omega who rejected her pack a while ago." Nicole said. My face fell instantly. She is so bent on ruining my name. "Raise you head darling." I heard another woman's voice say. I did not do anything, i remained still like that. "That is not who she is." The voice earlier on said. Raising my head slowly. "What is your name dear?" She said.

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

he put both his hands on his face. "Then make a knocking sound with your mouth, at least. That will announce your presence" he corrected him. "You mean I should be saying something like knock, knock. I've grown beyond that Sergetti" he waved his hands disappointedly. "What else do you want after you put me and my balls in an ordeal for only me to deal with it" he yelled at him. He shouldn't be visiting him again. Their deal was already off as he couldn't carry out the sacrifice with the omega.

He flashed the scorching blade before the man's face, its proximity making him recoil. The man's ego crumbled, but he still refused to talk. In the blink of the eye, he dug the knife into the man's wrist, and the man's scream pierced the air, echoing through the room like a haunting cry. Antonio and the others watched the man’s wrist fall from his hand. Blood splattered as the victim struggled to maintain his composure. Alessandro came closer to the camera and flashed the man’s severed hand to it. He dumped it in a basin full of water and returned to the man.

“Because the last time I checked, insulting the Luna is a crime punishable by death. And I am still the rightful Luna of this pack.” She whimpered. I threw her down, and she landed on the ground with a dull thud, scrambling back on her hands as the Omegas around us gasped in disbelief. At that moment, I sensed a shift in tension, like a presence. I turned to see that the crowd had parted, and through it came a heavyset woman with thick, scarred arms and a mouth set in a permanent scowl. The Omega Head. She stopped just a few feet from me, her arms folded across her chest, her eyes full of hatred.

“I was about to go home but as I looked out the window, I saw those…things attacking everyone. I do not want to believe it but I think there is large animal with five heads.” Steve gave Emma a look. “What?” The man asked in alarm. “You just gave each other a look, what is happening?” “What do you do around here?” Marcus asked the man. “I am a lawyer for this company,” The man asked. “Well, to answer your question,” Steve said. “That animal with five heads is in this building.” “Wait, you led it here?” The man asked. “More like it chased us here,” Emma said. “But do not worry, help is on the way,” Steve assured the man. “We just have to get to the helicopter pad.”

Desperate. Dominic caught the attack mid-motion, twisting the man’s arm back and driving him into the nearest surface. The blade clattered to the floor. “Where is he?” Dominic asked quietly. The man gasped. “I don’t—” Dominic didn’t wait. He slammed him harder. “You do.” The man’s breath broke. “…second level… office…” That was all Dominic needed. He let go. The man collapsed. Unconscious. Or worse. Dominic didn’t check.

A Lady screams from the left side, and their feet move immediately, rushing to the left corner of the forest. One of the combatants suddenly got hit by a steel helmet same one he is wearing, and he gets dizzy because it buzzes his head because of the strong impact. The man groans of the sudden head pain, giving an opening for the next attack. Before he could manage to regain his balance and stand properly, a man steals his helmet and uses it to knock him off. The combatant fell on the ground as he lost his consciousness. Blood escapes on his forehead, proving the collision of the helmet on his head.