Sigma Omegaverse Novels & Stories

[ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: SECTOR 77-OBSIDIAN. The voice wasn't Kael's. It was a sonar pulse that bypassed the ears and spoke directly to the marrow. The First Omega’s shadow manifested on every screen in the hall, her silver-gray eyes unblinking, her face a mask of airless indifference. [THE SOVEREIGN UNIT IS A STOLEN PROTOTYPE. THE ANCHOR-MOTHER CARRIES THE ILLEGAL MARROW OF THE ARCHITECTS. STATUS: RECLAIMABLE HARDWARE.]

Even Touya doesn't know that I'm an omega. He shook me back and forth, snapping me out of my thoughts. "What happened?" I stared at his face until it distorted into a blur and when I blinked, I felt the warm liquid trickling down me cheek, "I'm an omega." I said. Touya's POV "What? No you're not, you told me yourself, you said you were an alpha." I said, trying to snap him back to his senses. "B-back then, you really didn't like omegas so there was no way I could tell you that I was one." he sobbed, "I just didn't want you to hate me."

I'll find it later," I mutter. First, I need to unpack. Maybe meet whoever I'm stuck living with for the semester. Hopefully she's quiet, because I don't feel like socializing right now. Or ever, really. Omega housing is exactly what it sounds like: omegas packed together like an over-scented sorority. The mated ones get suites with their packs. The rest of us? We get crammed into what's left. The ones without marks. The ones without a place. The ones nobody wants.

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.”

‎I sighed, my shoulders slumping slightly. ‎“I’ll explain,” he continued before I could speak, his tone turning more serious again. “The reason we’re careful with Omegas…” ‎I listened closely as he spoke. ‎“Beta Benjamin once had a mate. She was an Omega….rogue, just like you. He marked her, claimed her.” ‎My fingers tightened slightly around the glass. ‎“But she was greedy,” he went on, his expression darkening. “She wanted power. And one day… another Alpha claimed her as his mate too.”

Mathew asked tsk-ing over the phone, "Well of course I didn't,I knew he was going to be useful in the future,I know I am the oldest and the smartest and all but in this situation that may relate to your omega I didn't think you would take it lightly!" "Yada yada yada,tell me where you kept him?,and you might be the oldest but definitely not the smartest…I mean who are you kidding,if it weren't for me trust me your omega! Wouldn't be with you and you know that,so now be a good boy and tell me where he is!" Mathew said holding a smile throughout his reply, "Kiss my ass Mathew!" Dominco said as he ended the call. "Arrrgh! You crazy motherfucker!"

I am sure you got it. Noah's and Michel's past lives happened to be in an ABO world. In this world, a group of males also can get pregnant like females. Sid's papa happened to be a male from that group. An Omega! Omegas can give birth to babies despite their gender. So Sid was given birth by a male and Sid also happened to be an Omega just like his papa. And his dad was an Alpha. Alphas hold the power. And Josh was also a powerful Alpha but who got wasted over money.

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

King Damon's mind links me. "Yes Alpha" I link back. I hardly doubt he will even be there in 25 minutes. Sam and I dont have much to pack. As for Omegas, we are only allowed to wear white t-shirts and black pants. It is the signature Omega look. It will also signify that we are not only omegas but servants as well. The lowest of the low.

The room was silent except for the low hum of the monitor. Aria stared at the words on the screen. CONTINGENCY SIGMA — ACTIVE Her chest tightened. “That’s not a backup plan,” she said slowly. “That’s succession.” Damon followed her gaze, his expression darkening. “If Omega was containment,” he said, “then Sigma is erasure.” The screen flickered again. A new file opened on its own. A name appeared. Not unfamiliar. Not unknown.