Omni Man's Books Novels & Stories

As if he finds the act as soothing as I do. “Like how to make someone laugh. Like how to break through to someone who uses their pain to keep everyone else at arm’s length. Like how to love.” “I don’t know what you mean,” I whisper. “I mean that you’re magic, darlin’.” I shake my head. “No. I’m not. Omegas are magic. They are heart-healers and pack-healers. I’m just a girl who talks too much, doesn’t look where she’s going, and spends more time thinking about cheese than any normal person should.”