Novelas y relatos de Omni Man Vs Homelander

Lightning hit the first vision, sending my knees trembling from the sharp pain that rippled through my body, clenching my hands to my chest. A woman stands in front of an army, capped with moonlight and wrapped with silver. The ground shook under her control as she raised her hands, her eyes glowing with otherworldly strength. The howling of wolves and lycans reverberated around the battlefield as they bowed before her. She was the mighty, uncompromising, divine Lunar Queen. However, then— Betrayal. A man, whom she loved and trusted, moved away from her. And he drove a blade through her back in one ruthless blow.

"N-No... we... we didn’t mean to––" He chuckled. Then with a snap of his fingers, warriors stepped out from the trees. They were all armed. "Slaughter them." He ordered. "And bring me their heads." "Yes. Head Warrior!" the warriors shouted in unison. The rogues couldn't survive. And within seconds, they were all dead. The man walked toward me. His strong arms gently lifted my body from the ground. His voice was soft as he stared at me. "You’re safe now, Omega." And then, everything faded to black.

He then turned to her and added, "Off you go. I’ve had a good laugh." Hailey hesitated, confusion knitting her brows. Did he truly think she was joking? Beta Ruel began to move toward her, anger twisting his features, but she wasn’t going to let herself be so easily dismissed. She stepped forward before he could reach her and exclaimed, "Do you consider me a joke because I'm an Omega?" Her voice resonated powerfully through the hall, replacing laughter with gasps. She pointed behind her and continued, "Can’t I be your Luna just because I lack the privilege they have? You pride yourself on being a just Alpha, a man who treats all members of his pack equally, but I see now that it’s just talk

Caroline shouted. "You are getting bolder with me, even though you used to love me very much and always said softly. It must be because of that man you dare to fight me." Othniel stared at Jonathan with a murderous gaze; he could not accept being defeated by a lowly man who was not comparable to him. If Camryn does not let go of Jonathan in a good way, he will have to kill Jonathan so that Camryn can return to him. "Looks like that weak man of yours doesn't deserve to live," Othniel said as he took out the pistol he usually kept in his coat pocket.

This is all her fault. Quirin POV I watch as Landon’s wolf, Osman, stands over Stellan as his body shifts back to his human form. I know the look in his eyes and I know what it feels like to want the blood of the person who threatened your mate. I shift and slowly approach Osman. “Hey, Just Landon,” I say, trying to get his attention. I know from my own experience that it’s nearly impossible for anyone to get through to you except the person you love most in the world.

I kicked open the door, and we rushed in. A man and a woman turned to face us, surprise and anger on their faces. The man held a sword in his hand, and I could see the determination in his eyes. He was ready to fight. But he didn't stand a chance against us. My powers were stronger than ever, and with Kyle by my side, we took down the man in seconds. The woman tried to run, but I caught her and held her down. We untied Oma from the chair and helped her to her feet. She was shaken and bruised, but she was alive.

Crossing my arms I begin chewing on my bottom lip in concern. “Goddess, please let him be victorious,” I prayed as the two men started to clash. Furrowing my brow I watched each male claw and scratch each other. “Why isn't Donovan finishing him?!” I snapped bitterly and Gideon Lander huffed. “Donovan is trying to get him to submit so he doesn't have to end him. Your mate is a just man and doesn't wish to kill another of his kind. Unfortunately, Nero is dead set on doing just that,” he sighed, and I covered my mouth, seeing blood spray coming from my mate's face.

" The man in the shadows let out another laugh… longer this time, more genuinely amused. Then he moved, stepping forward until he was directly in front of Owen. He easily towered over the alpha's son without even trying, his massive frame blocking out what little light filtered into the alley. Owen felt his heart sink as reality crashed down on him. This might not have been the best idea. He wasn't in control here, not even close. This man could crush him without breaking a sweat, and they both knew it. All Owen had wanted was to get rid of Damon. To remove the obstacle standing between him and what he believed was rightfully his.. Callie, the power she now has should have been his. And he h

Even without a wolf's scent, my instincts were screaming. ​A man stepped into the sickly yellow light of the neon sign. He didn't smell like a wolf. He didn't even smell entirely human. He smelled like ozone, old parchment, and burnt circuitry. He was an Outcaster—a "Static," one of the rare humans who lived on the fringes of the Lycan corporate world, surviving by selling the one thing wolves couldn't master: pure, unadulterated data. ​"Nobody is looking for me," I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been dragged over gravel. "I'm an Omega. I'm nothing."

It’s going to look like some kind of ritual when they light everything up. I walked back inside and made my way to the kitchen. I see the omegas looking very serious, but pulling ingredients together. They are clearly bothered. I saw Sheri and walked up to her. “How is everyone doing?” “Is it true that Beta Aric is half hunter, Luna?” she asked, and all the omegas stopped and looked at me. I sighed. “That is what I was told. The man behind today’s attack was Ronan Clay. He is a hunter. Sinclair thought she was his daughter, but Beta Aric is his son, and Sinclair has no relation to Ronan.”