Overlord Yuri Alpha Novels & Stories

"Let me see you, Ashly. Ashly had never wanted to be a good Omega; she'd never wanted to cave in and obey an Alpha. But Alex changed everything. Parted lips panting heavily, Ashly locked her gaze with Alex as the Alpha continued to plunge into her oversensitive body. Alex rode her hard and steady, meeting Ashly's rocking hips with heavy downward thrusts.

Wait, what? Before I knew anything, I was in my wedding dress, and standing in front of me was the alpha of Silver river pack, Alpha Curtis, and right now he was looking at me with hate and disgust. Hey! Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like I wanted to do this. I rolled my eyes and apparently he saw that because right now the look on his face was added a bit of anger and shock. Yeah didn’t see that coming did you? A smirk crept up my face until my eyes met with my father’s.

The unexpected voice made me jump. I turned and found Yuri standing nearby with his hands tucked casually into his pockets. His black shirt clung comfortably to his broad frame, and, as always, he carried himself with that unmistakable Alpha confidence as some leaves fell over him. Why were Alphas always so attractive? And why did they always seem determined to remind everyone that they knew it? Men. Always so self-assured, always needing to prove themselves. I sighed quietly before nodding. "Yes. I finally feel like I'm home." My gaze wandered across the schoolyard where the pups hurried toward their classrooms. "Thanks to Olga... and the children."

“The Veylon Brothers. People say you’re arrogant and that you don’t listen to rules or laws or orders.” Kaelen snorted. “They’re right. We don’t.” “And we especially don’t obey the High Lycan King,” Drystan added casually. Oh great. Just great. This was going perfectly. Aurielle threw her hands up. “I hate all of you!” Kaelen smirked. “You say that now.” She actually growled at him and then she spun around and bolted into the forest. I blinked. “Is she seriously...?” “She’s running,” Drystan said.

Golden eyes sparkled in delight and clearly the alpha enjoyed the reaction far too much. “Stop that! I’m trying to eat.” Kari crossed his arms with a pout before opening his mouth, indicating he wanted more food. The tray sat on the other side of Ryedir. No point wasting what little energy he had left to start a fight over whether or not he could feed himself. The action just seemed to please the alpha more, and he could almost feel the satisfaction rolling off the alpha in waves. Oh Yhieris, what had he gotten himself into?

"Draven. So the rumors are true. You’ve claimed the cursed omega." Kaelen stepped forward, voice like steel. "You’re trespassing. Leave." "We came for the girl. She belongs to Alpha Dren." Lyra growled. "I belong to no one." The warlock raised a hand—and Kaelen moved. The fight was swift, brutal. Lyra focused on the second wolf, dancing between his strikes, using everything Kaelen taught her. When she finally slammed her staff into his side, she felt a surge of power ripple from her fingers.

"Beta tuum in superbiam et dominationem belli cantus tam irreverenter se habere ad regem in me loquitur" "(Your arrogance and dominance of an Alpha King speaks so disrespectfully to me)" Melissa aura flared and in response Cage flowed too. it made the wolves around uncomfortable. "Flocci non faccio" (I don't give a damn) Yuri cracked a smile. "Vos societatem habeatis tuus NaMzPeRe" "(You have my alliance, Your highnesses)" He bowed again before walking off. "Ugh Mel? What were you two talking about"

She screamed, her eyes drifting to me in a way that made my breath catch in my throat. “The punishment for this treason is execution at the gallows. Be warned.” Madam Burter deadpanned and the silence that followed made my blood run cold. I knew some of the surrogates harbored fantasies about the mysterious Alpha, but it was hard not to. He looked like a Greek god would if Greek gods were damned near seven feet tall with bright gray eyes and wolf-cut black hair. His clean-shaven jaw always seemed to be permanently tense, although it was hard to imagine him being relaxed when he wielded the most powerful wolf pack in all of Stone County.

I boomed, letting the power of my Alpha status mingle with my grief and fury. The warriors fell back, forced to their knees by the power in my words. I stood, my legs shaky, as blood poured from my wounds. I had their submission, and they wouldn’t interfere further. Xi snarled, snapping orders in vain at the warriors kneeling on the ground. I steadied myself, taking a deep breathe, as I watched her flounder, trying to force the men to her aide again. I wasn’t sure how she hadn’t succumbed to my Alpha tone, but I had effectively cut her off from her warriors.

"You exist solely to please Alphas, a mindless creature devoid of purpose." No matter how fiercely Dirk fought, Malta's grip remained unyielding. "How pitiful," the Alpha continued, his voice growing more intense. "You cannot fight an Alpha, so cease your struggles!" The sound of a harsh slap reverberated through the hallway as Dirk's head snapped back. But Malta grasped his chin firmly, forcing him to meet his gaze. Meanwhile, the Alpha's grip on Dirk's neck tightened, bruising Dirk's flesh with his claws, leaving no room for negotiation. "You belong to me, and I will relish every moment of your enslavement." With that, Malta released him, stepping back and allowing a satisfied expression t