Omni-man X Invincible Novels & Stories

Alpha Dorian asked, confused, “I thought she was away for a summit for the week.” “Yes, she was. But her summit was canceled at the last minute, so she was left with no choice but to return.” The guard explained, handing over the document to Dorian. “She also asked for this to be handed over to you, Alpha.” Dorian's hand slipped slightly as he held the document. For the first time since I'd met him, his composure cracked. Why was the beast of the East afraid of a woman's name?

Orion stated, sounding more like a warning. My brows fused into a frown. They knew each other? “Not after you hand her over to me for her punishment.” Ken’s face hardened and Dana stepped out from behind him. “What?” Orion eyed him with distaste. “Why on earth would I hand over someone that just got out of a coma to you? Or are you lusting over this one too?” Ken clenched his jaw, annoyance flashed in his eyes. “Watch your mouth.” “You’re also an alpha. You know the rules.” Venom dripped from Dana’s words. “Hand her over.”

I could tell he was impressed by how I’d handled Dominic, even though I knew deep down that I wasn’t as confident as I’d let on. “That was impressive,” Stephan said, breaking the silence as we reached the door. “I didn’t think you had it in you to stand up to him like that.” I gave a small chuckle, shaking my head as I opened the door to my room. “Don’t be fooled, Stephan. I was scared as hell. Dominic’s a damn Special Alpha, and he can control water. The guy’s dangerous, and I wasn’t exactly looking to test his patience.” Stephan laughed, following me inside and settling on the couch by the window. “You didn’t look scared, though. You held your ground, even when he was trying to make you fe

Emma changed her mind in the last minute call after the CEO invited their team for dinner. He looked at her who was busy chatting happily with the CEO who was seated at the front center. 'Great. The man who I found sexy is talking with my crush.' That could've been his chance to date an omega but his boss just had to ruin his opportunity. Zen sneakily glares at Mr. Claude as he chomps on the lettuce wrapped meat but the CEO must have noticed his laser like stares because he looked back at him. That's when Zen stopped glaring because his stare was just as captivating as his looks.

Angela decided to ignore the woman's words about being an omega. "I don't think you will say anything if I ask you who you are or how you got in." Angela said and the woman laughed. This time, she laughed alone and the tinkling sound was like the sound of gentle bells. The laughter died down just as unexpectedly as it came and the woman's gaze hardened. “I should be back in my pack and in bed but you just had to appear out of nowhere to ruin everything. You even had to be an omega. Tch, I'm so disappointed. I thought I would be meeting a strong warrior. It would has been better that way as it would be a fair fight" “No one asked you to leave your bed. You should have just remained in your pa

I sighed, and began to walk on the narrow path. Looking down, my heart shook for the fear of falling off. I couldn't see anything below me: it was completely dark. I swallowed hard, and continued walking until I arrived at the spot where I was meant to stand. Suddenly, the lights came on, shining directly on me. I swept my eyes all over the place, looking at my reflections on the mirror hanging in the air. “My name is Caleb, and you are standing before the Five Pillars Of Truth that oversee the affairs of the White Moon pack. Would you kindly tell us why you're here, Daphne?”

"You need to calm down." "Thorne pulled his alliance," I said without turning around. "That's twenty percent of our military support gone because my ex-wife apparently has powers that shouldn't exist." Selene walked inside and closed the door behind her. She wore a white silk robe, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders. Her hand rested on her stomach the way it always did now. "He's exaggerating," Selene said as she lowered herself onto the couch. "She's an omega. She can't even shift properly."

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."

After a few moments, he slowly nods his head. I know this is a shock to him. In our old pack, only the alphas and betas train to fight. The omegas and children are left out of it, as they don’t think they could help at all in an attack. However, I’m finding out that even omegas can fight, and if trained right, omegas can also bring down a powerful alpha. It is all in the techniques and the manner of the attack. You can’t go head-to-head with someone stronger than you. You must find their weakness and attack the weak spot in order to bring them down.

He tossed the pieces into the garbage bin, muttering to himself, "That's where both of you belong." He then turned his attention to a framed picture of himself and Sabina. He tore the picture in half, letting out a bitter laugh. "My biggest mistake is trusting you, Sabina. But thanks to you, I've learned my lessons now," he said, throwing the picture into the bin. Onel sank into the bathtub, trying to push his anger and resentment aside. He was the last surviving omega in the world, and many alphas desired him because only he could give them the perfect son to secure their packs. But he refused to be used like that anymore.