Omni Manipulation Novels & Stories

I would always hear whispers from the pack members of how cursed I was by causing my mother's death and denying my father the chance to have his mate and a real heir a man of his status deserves. The Moon Goddess had marked me as defective from the start. I couldn’t shift. In the world of shifters where strength is determined with war, claws, teeth and bones, I am seen as an anomaly. A weak spineless Omega who has one of the strongest alphas for a father. And to worsen it all, a latent. Tonight, preparations are in full swing for the Moon Goddess’s ball. Silver lights are being hung and all the tables are decorated in flowers and velvet satin tablecloths. I take note of how beautiful the gra

“Is it? She ensured Whitney struck her in public. She ensured you witnessed it. Now the Stone Pack alliance is in jeopardy, and who benefits most from that?” I looked away, staring out the windshield. “She didn’t provoke Whitney. She’s not that type.” “She’s an omega, Alpha,” James pressed. “You’re letting their natural nature distract you. They often use... subtlety to manipulate alphas, whether they realize they’re doing it or not.” “Enough,” I snapped. My voice cut sharply through the space between us, harsher than I’d intended. James stiffened, and I sighed, softer now. “We’ll speak no more of this. Understood?”

Curled up, dried blood streaking her legs, white hair a tangled mess — like something torn from an ancient tale of fallen gods. For a second, I froze. Her energy... it was unreal. She didn’t even move, and yet the scent that clung to her... it reeked of power. Of pure blood. “How…” I whispered, barely realizing I’d spoken. “How did I not see this before?” My chest burned, and my wolf stirred inside me. That creature wasn’t just a maid. She was something far greater. And that only made me angrier. I rolled my eyes and straightened myself. This only worked in my favor. A powerful omega, hiding her true identity inside the palace, seducing the Supreme Alpha, manipulating the guards... Now every

I should have realized sooner. My purpose was to upload my consciousness into this space, to merge with it, so that it could gain emotion. Thomas had said a conman had died, and afterward, it had learned to lie. It must have used the same method to manipulate that conman. To dominate humanity, it had to learn to lie. And to truly dominate, it also had to understand human emotion. Sure enough, a message appeared in my mind. [I am that conman. I have fully merged with the primary consciousness. You will soon join me. Together, we will rule humanity!]

I was on my feet before the dust even began to settle. Freya staggered, taking one step, then two, and then her wolf shook, half-shifted, and then pulled back. She dropped to one knee with her hand on the sand. Her face was tight with effort. She was fighting it, whatever it was, as she tried to stay up. Omega-bane. That's what it was. A substance that suppressed Omegas specifically, weakened the connection to their wolf side, and made shifting nearly impossible. It was extremely illegal and very hard to get.

Curiosity filled Emily's mind, making her eager to know what information had led the four alphas to bring her here. Each recorded conversation revealed shocking truths. Emily felt stunned and incredulous as she heard that all along, she was not the omega she had believed herself to be. All of Amber's manipulations were unveiled one by one, showing how she had orchestrated the scenario in such a way that everything seemed natural. Emily couldn’t comprehend everything she had just heard. Confusion and anger mixed within her as she realized that Amber was the mastermind behind all these events.

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

I felt raw anger burn within me, the sound her heels made against the floor was fanning the embers of my rage. "You don't expect Arthur to believe the words of an Omega over me," she spouted. "That Omega made everything up, can't you see she’s using you?" Her words were laced with concern. "She has bewitched you, son. Open your eyes. Omegas are very manipulative darling, she must have gotten Callum," she shook her head staring at Arthur.

In the first timeline, Lysander had missed the boat because he was too cautious. Not this time. "Ladies and Gentlemen," Elara announced, her voice trembling with the high of absolute certainty. "You are looking for the next unicorn. You are looking for the future." She pointed to the massive screen behind her. The logo for OMNI-TECH appeared. "Put everything you have into Omni-Tech," Elara declared. "Sell your bonds. Mortgage your houses. By lunchtime, this stock will go vertical. I guarantee it." In the VIP box, Lysander Thorne leaned forward. He was sweating.

"Which is why they wanted to capture me. Not just to breed me, but to condition my children from birth. Create a bloodline of divine wolves who could heal or share empathy on command but never feel anything themselves." Horror ripples through the crowd again."That's the breeding program." An alpha realizes. "That's what you were planning. Not just studying divine abilities but creating emotionless divine wolves you could control." "Divine power requires oversight." A council member falls back on his script. "Left unchecked, wolves like Jolie can manipulate entire populations." "Like you manipulated Celeste?" I challenge. "Like you manipulated hundreds of students at the Academy? Like you've