Omni Man Red Rush Novels & Stories

I gulped as his voice frightened m Thereafter, a black van suddenly ission of some kind. The one on the right of me was dramatically shorter than his accomplices while the other guys were both tall, bulky, and rugged. The guy in the middle was the only one holding a gun, an ICS CXP MARS PDW9 to be exact, who looked slightly angelic with his quite long, midnight black hair and blue eye "What are you guys going to do to me?" slowly stepping backwards, I managed to as

And she links my arm with hers as we head out. The man that I want to see the most right now is Adair. Entering the room where we got our measurements done my breath hitches in my throat as I take in Adair. Holy shit. Cut to precision, his tux is exquisitely made not shying away from showing off his muscular body and broad shoulders. The completly black colored tuxedo with a blood red colored tie screams lethal and not to be messed with. On the breast pocket of his blazer fits a blood red handkerchief with a sword pin, and to complete his look he holds a Roman styled black mask that alludes power and prestige.

Rose, who was healthier than the other two, rushed to look out the window. The sun had not come this winter, the snow had stopped and Rose could clearly see the scene below. She saw several people gathered in front of the place they stay. There was a commotion from below. The three of them stood motionless. "…What happened?" Thea got out of bed. Her blue and red bruises and cuts were clearly visible on her body. She looked down beside Rose. "That's Baron Norman." Thea was sure he had come for revenge. She could smile a little as she watched Odger fall to the ground and sink into the snow. Her eyes turned to the person beside him and her mood turned sour.

He stands out from the crowd because of his flashy earrings and jewelry. “Obviously,” Vishnu answered. He turned his attention to his phone and creased his brows when he saw the message pop up. “Red…,” Farah called the man who has red hair. Leon bowed his head to greet him and once again looked at the second floor. “I am not here to join you tonight. May I remind you that this is my bar and a formidable person is now on the second floor? I hope you do not cause any fuss, hmm?” Red declared. Farah curiously turned her head and stared at Red who was now smiling at the three of them like a real businessman.

Today we are on the same team but the moment that this is over so is any contact with him or I may not be responsible for my actions. There's complete silence for a moment but then wolves start coming out of the forest and I mean a shit load of wolves there must be about 3 hundred here and I know there will be more hiding out somewhere else. The wolves right in front of us start to part and a huge guy steps forward and I can tell straight away he is the Alpha and closely behind him I sense his Beta and possibly his Gamma.

"Gentlemen, please!" The bar manager rushed over, breathless and sweating through his collar. He immediately gave Jason a quick bow, lowering his head with the respect owed to an Alpha. Then he turned to the bodyguard and offered a smaller, careful nod; just enough to show he knew exactly who the man probably worked for. "Please, please," the manager said quickly, raising both hands as if he were trying to calm two wild animals. "Let's all take a breath here. We don't want any trouble tonight, sirs. If this gets out of hand, my bar will be in pieces before morning."

And the crowd goes wild, so eager are they to see me ripped apart for my insolence. “I almost pity her”, “This is going to be good”, “I wonder how long she'll last”, “two seconds tops”, “come on dude at least give her the benefit of a doubt”, “how about a bet”, “oh count me in”, “Start already, I want to see what her insides look like” What a bunch. But that's the reality of being an omega, meat shields in times of war and play things in times of peace. “You can do it!”

“I’ve built a kingdom by being feared. I don’t expect trust. Not from outsiders.” “I’m not just an outsider,” I whispered. “I’m an Omega. From a pack your men would’ve torn apart if you hadn’t shown up.” Silence stretched between us. Then he said something I wasn’t ready for. “You weren’t just any Omega when you showed up.” I blinked at him. “What does that mean?” He tilted his head. “It means you walked into my territory alone, half-dead, and still had the presence to stand your ground—even when you were shaking. That’s not just anyone.”