Omnisient Reader Novels & Stories

He had the careful face of a man who had served three Alpha Kings in his life and had not been wrong about a guest yet, and he stepped in front of me in the doorway and lifted one hand, palm flat, in the manner of a man trained to refuse without offending. "The great hall is not open to omegas of this household, miss." "What's your name?" "...Beckman, miss." "Mister Beckman. Is the great hall closed to omegas? Or is it closed to me?" "...Miss." "It's a question. Is the rule new this morning, or is it old?" He looked at me for a long second. He did not bow. He did not soften. He held my eyes the way a man holds the eyes of a thing he has been told is below him and which he is beginning to sus

"Or something like a god. Not a person, not a being with intentions. Just—a presence. A quality of the universe that allows time to repeat, that allows stories to be told and retold, that watches because watching is what it does." Clara thought about her previous life. About the novels she had read, the stories that had repeated across genres and authors and centuries. About the way readers return to the same stories again and again, watching the same characters make the same choices, hoping for a different outcome that never came. "The watcher is the reader," Clara said. "Not a person—the act of reading. The attention that makes a story real. The loop ran because someone was watching it. Be

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

Thankfully, Ormali and Xuhelion were not physically compatible which allowed Guard to keep those traitorous thoughts to himself a little longer. The lift opened onto the deck where Security could be heard bustling about. Guard bowed slightly and gestured Reader to proceed him onto the deck. "You are Reader of Records. I am Guard. I am your Guard. Take the room as if they are blessed by your presence. They won't question you if they feel you belong. Remind yourself you belong." "I am Reader and you are Guard. We are together because we are meant to be together. Together we are complete. Apart we are not. Yes. I understand."

Alexander replied, while chucking. He opened the door, without hesitation. I stepped inside to be met with an annoyed Adonis. Alexander clearly slumped on the couch, while I took a seat opposite Adonis. "You can leave now." Adonis asked Alexander, while eying me carefully. "Yes Ozymandius" Alexander replied in a gruff voice while walking out the door. So his name was Ozymandius? "Ozymandius" I tested on my lips. I looked at Adonis - I mean Ozymandius, who had his eyes shining golden.

His mind looked around the cosmos thinking he could find the face of God but Cain knew he was too busy to look down on him, this alone gave him a feverish sensation down his spine. "Is this your greatest way of punishing me?" Cain asked and his voice echoed into oblivion, practically into the dept of the stars and into nothingness "Is this your biggest plan for me? Your curse on me? How mature of you!" He said but there was no occurrence, only the glaring of stars looked down at him gently which made him a little angry "They say you're omnipotent, omniscience and omnipresent but none of the omnies belongs to you. You're nothing distinct from a fragile human, watching and observing in quietne

“Oh, this land will be my territory too because I am your future Luna, Amoux. Do you think that you will end up with Leah? Do you think that your father will easily accept someone like her? She's an Omega.” “She's not an Omega anymore. She's an Alpha now.” Anaya laughed hysterically, and she even shook her head as if I told her something funny. “Amoux,” She whispered in my ear, and gently licked it, which made me groan when I felt a little effect inside of my body. I moved away from her grasp, so she gazed at me using her severe eyes. “I am not afraid that she might be an Alpha, today. You don't know what I am capable of.”

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

I’m sure she is shocked. Shoot. I was blown away when they told me everything about the pack. I must say it is cool the way the pack can read minds. However, I haven’t gotten too far in my training, so I’m stumbling around with it. I’m still not really sure what or if I have an ability besides the ability of reading minds I have gained when I joined the pack, but the Supreme Elder has told me that omegas are almost always guaranteed to have at least one ability if not two or three. I still haven’t gotten enough courage to ask Alpha Wyatt what my ability or abilities are.

"bitch you cant be this dull, I've told you way more times than I should have, how the fuck can't you get it through your stupid fucking skull? "I get that you want revenge for Jay but I don't understand why your using me for it. I'm just an Omega I'm not family to Emma, I'm nothing to the Alpha family!" I can feel the tears prickle at the back of my eyes but I hold them back, he has seen me cry way too many times in the time he's been holding me captive and he's already figured out that I'm weak and pathetic and I know I am which, to be honest, I don't really care about but then he decided that every time I cry and show weakness we would play a game.