Omni Man Pathetic Novels & Stories

My swollen hands and legs were giving me so much pain but nobody came to give me hand. Cause I was useless trash to them! I am an Omega remember? It's natural for them to act like this now. Cause I am a fucking Omega! I grabbed my bag and scattered handbooks. All the girls from my school ran towards that man and surrounded him like a swarm of bees.

Snyder took in a deep breath, unsure what to say next, and then Omari said something entirely off-course: “How's Amy?” And at the mention of his daughter's name, Snyder remembered all that had happened that had led him to the bar in the first place, and he just sunk further into despair. Omari, seeing his reaction and noticing that he was unable to answer, said, “You've fucked that up, too, haven't you?” Snyder nodded his head in embarrassment and Omari shook his in disdain. After about five minutes of silence, Omari declared: “So... I'm fucked up... As are you... And we're both here.. So we got to start fixing this whole Mercedes and Tequila shit... It won't make me hate you any less, but i

Delilah's POV: A smirk crept over his lips in the dark, "Despite a bunch of disadvantages, there is always one benefit of being an Omega." Creaking the door open, he winked at me, "No one suspects you of anything. They all think an Omega is too dumb or coward to stir trouble." My chin wobbled and I rushed forward to hug him tightly, "Oh, Dorian. Thank you so much for coming for me. I just thought..." My throat clogged at the horrible things that were about to happen to me.

“So let me get this straight… because a number of you are too weak but to act like you’re strong, you need to push other people down to do it?” His mouth drops. “Your… your majesty, what are you saying?” I slam my hand hard on the table, shocking the man who jumps back in surprise. “You heard exactly what I said, Elder. You want us to put other people down just because you are too weak to do anything on your own?” He swallows, looking back at the others who are clearly also very surprised by my reaction. They had never seen me like that. “Well listen to my lips, elder, it is not going to work. I will not continue to send the omegas out as a hunting gear for the likes of you. It is not necess

My life has become so pathetic that wherever I go, wherever I find myself, trouble always trails me. Fuck!!! "Please, I beg you. I'm nothing. Just a worthless Omega. Please…" "How about we see if she's what she says?" They laughed again. This time, I did not understand what he meant by that. The voice was a male voice this time, a very deep and croaked one, maybe their leader. I did not know whether to be at peace or be weary. Were they going to perform some Omega test or something? What's he gonna do? What's their fucking plan? What's wrong with these folks?

Some had headaches, while others collapsed to the ground with loss of mobility. "No matter how good your speech is, you're still just an omega, and omegas are born to be picked on as lowly embryos." The middle-aged man was somewhat arrogance. At this point the police had not yet arrived, and most of the onlookers around were in a watching mood, so no one came up to stop them. Letitia felt a little dizzy and the summer sun was shining uncomfortably. The man's onion-scented pheromones wafted through every cell in the air and she couldn't hide from them, Letitia's chest choked and she fell to the ground.

The space we had was tiny, barely big enough to fit us, and I realised this was the only way it could accommodate all five of us. “Thank you for saving me. For saving us. But,” I defended myself, “you didn’t have to take off my clothes!” “Ha!” He sneered at me. “Seriously, I don’t know what’s going on with you and Carl, but you need a man. Didn't Carl satisfy your needs?” His upper lip curled. “I really don’t get you Omegas. And I’ve never met a woman like you. Even if you caught a fever, you could still have a dirty dream.” He scoffed, the sound rippling with judgement.

3RD PERSON POV Isis kept staring…trying hard to push away the thoughts from the night before. But then, as if she heard Omarion's thoughts, she aligned to them. “How is it possible that the once strong, rude and extremely proud Omarion Yandel could slump over a panic attack? I can’t seem to see the pride and strength…the sight of him crying and gasping for breath as vulnerable as a patient calling out to the doctor for help washed it all down the drain”, she thought.

Others stared at her with something that almost seemed like admiration. Kane rose up slowly from his seat, with pure and unfiltered malice practically dancing in his eyes. “Do you have any idea who you’re talking to? You’re nothing, little girl… A wolfless and lowly Omega, still smelling of weakness. Are you thinking your little tantrum makes you strong? It only makes you pathetic.”

After paying Om thought to turn a little to get the last vision of her but while doing it he forget to pay attention before him which made him bang on someone and eventually fall on someone crushing that person under his weight. Realisation knock into his sense when he felt a soft body under him breathing softly while trying to push him off her body. Yes, it's her as her hair is spreading around her head on the floor. Om balanced his body on his hands to stand up but in the process, his eyes fall on the person under him. And due to shock, his grip on the floor loses causing him to fall again but like a pro, he pulls himself together and got up. He doesn't know why God is playing with him. He