Omniman Cape Novels & Stories

I could feel the triplets’ eyes on me, their presence overwhelming, and the bond snapped. “Look at me, Rebecca” Damien said, his voice softer but still strong. My name sounded so amazing coming from him, and I loved the way it made my skin tingle and heart race. I lifted my eyes, meeting his gray gaze, and the bond ignited in my chest, taking my breath away. Kael’s dark eyes were on me too, and studying my figure, while Lucian’s held a mix of curiosity and something warm, that made my heart race. Magnus stepped forward, towering over me. “This is a mistake,” he said, his voice cold. “You are an Omega, and you can’t be their mate.”

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

"I'm asking now." Sighing, she dropped the piece of burger she was holding. She forced herself to sober up, fixing the man across her with a solemn stare. "I'm Lexie Cassandra Lancer," She began. "age 24, professional paparazzi and omega of the Chicago Pack." "I'm Marcus Jonathan Fitzwilliam, age 28, Beta in line to the Lycan and heartthrob of many." Marcus mimicked her, also trying to keep the humor out of his voice.

He stood back up, his linen trousers covered in sand and sea salt, and he didn't care at all. Because behind Maya, walking down the steps of the bluff, was Oma. The world has a lot of words for beauty, but most of them are corporate fabrications designed to sell perfume or magazine covers. What Oma brought down to that beach wasn't a performance. It was a presence.

The night is still young but most of the captives were fast asleep. Some were in the ground and some found places where they could comfortably lay down. The blood-drinkers were back on their carriage after doing another routine of their nightly amusements with the other captives. They had beat up a man for asking for another round of food it wasn’t something the two vampires were pretty keen about. With Matthias back to The Yonder, Sebastien was left outside to join the rest of us.

“But maybe he finds her…beautiful.” I cannot forget how she looked in my bed during that night. Every inch of her body, every sides of her–I have explored it all and I wished I could stay that way. Her lilac eyes… ohh the tears that was on the corner of those beautiful gazes… one could never imagine who many days she spent in my head, living rent-free. “Beautiful?” My mother scoffed. “There’s no such thing as a beautiful omega. They’re good for menial work, not for companionship—let alone for bearing children of rank.” Her voice dripped with disdain as she thought about the omegas serving within the manor.

“The time has been set for ten days from today! It will be at the intersection of Somerland and Falconia, ten miles west of Dark Cape!” “Dark Cape!” “Yes, that’s right, Dark Cape!” “Why Dark Cape?” David asked out of curiosity. “It’s because the ten-year appointment is not just something between myself and Stan. Instead, it serves as the stage for all the youngsters of Somerland to compete for supremacy. Not only will the heirs of the major Somerland families be attending, but disciples of the hidden sects and families that will soon come out of hiding will be there too. Nearly all of Somerland’s best youngsters will be there. We’re afraid that accidents might happen, so we chose the locatio

"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."

Nya asks, she's getting impatient. The intercom chimes again with another announcement; “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING. THE PROVIDENCE PEACEKEEPERS HAVE IDENTIFIED THE FUGITIVE AND HIS ACCOMPLICE. THEY APPEAR TO BE OMEN; A MALE LYCAN DRESSED IN RED SWIM TRUNKS AND A FEMALE VAMPIRE DRESSED IN A GREEN BIKINI BOTTOM WITH A ROBE ON. PLEASE YOU ARE ADVISED TO KEEP YOUR DISTANCE FROM THEM, THEY ARE EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. REPORT ANY SIGHTINGS TO THE STAFF OR TO THE PEACEKEEPERS. THANK YOU.”