Slick Omegaverse Novels & Stories

was gone, replaced by the possessive monster. He turned his head slowly toward Sloane. His eyes were amber, the wolf right at the surface. "Apologize," Abram said. Sloane’s smile died. "What? Abram, she’s an Omega. She’s—" "I said apologize to her," Abram roared. He slammed his hand down on the mahogany desk, the sound echoing like a grenade. "Now. Or you can leave the building in a body bag. I don't care if we share blood."

Omarion’s body got stiff and the slight touches of her ass around his rod made it lose control. He could not endure it again, he was yearning, Isis was moaning…Omarion held his cock and positioned it just beneath her ass to slide down her red hole. He went in gently rolling the tip around her walls. Isis was breathing heavily…the feeling she got was spine-chilling taking her deeper and farther into her world far from the planet earth, the entire city of Europe, the four walls of Omarion’s office and straight above the clouds…Omarion thrust his cock into Isis. “Fuck!” she screamed. He had been waiting for that moment when she would scream…his cock was extraordinary…every pussy must scream! Om

The door swings open to a short middle aged woman with long grey and black hair. “Yes?” “Are you Sarama?” I ask. “Who’s asking?” She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses. “My name is.. Lily. I’m an omega from Pale Moon Pack. My friend Macie said you can help me.” She puts on her glasses and takes a look at me. “Come in child.” She takes a step back. I step inside and she closes the door. Her house is small and cozy. It looks so comforting. “Have a seat. How are your wounds?” She asks. She walks to a cabinet and starts taking things out.

It seemed like he knew what he was doing. “Santo... are you one of them too? You don’t have to tell me if you are...I don't want to overstep.” I blurted out softly, breaking my stare from the deck of the boat to look at him for a second. “Yes, but not like him...or like other alphas or betas...I’m an omega, I’m not a complete lycan like my brothers and sisters who share the gene with. I'm the few that can’t embrace our gift like the beta and the alpha. Yes, our bones break and shift back and it continues to do that over and over again on a full moon. Many of us die from the pain alone.” He nervously spoke before nodding. “I said too much..” he mumbles looking up at the sky.

My eyes widened and I backed away from me, he followed me with confused eyes. "No, no no no no!" I repeated while putting even more space between us. I tripped and scraped up my palms. "No! It's illegal to be with me are you stupid? I'm an Omega!" I stumbled to my feet and spun to run away from him. Tripping again his arm wound around my waist and he yanked me off the floor. I stared up at the sky with watery eyes.

he roars, and Gavin smirks. "Yup. Hannah Patterson. Our future Luna's mother was a true omega. She killed your warriors one by one. She protected Logan and her daughter. She did succumb to her injuries after finishing them off, but still...Your warriors must have been fucking pathetic. Kandace probably didn't tell you because she didn't want you feeling embarrassed. I mean, three of your pack's best defeated by ONE of our pack's true OMEGAS. Ha, no wonder you want to merge with our pack. We make yours look like fumbling pups," Gavin states while adding a deep laugh. Kincaid immediately shifts and launches at Gavin. Gavin is prepared, so he blocks his neck just in time. But his wolfless body

The servants, or, as Stormee calls them, Omegas, were busy cleaning, preparing food, and setting up different snack areas, resting areas and such. Stormee has corrected me several times about the term servants. She has made it clear that the basis of our people... the hardworking men and women who do all the labor, must be respected and treated with dignity. In the werewolf realm they call them Omegas because that is the last letter of the Greek alphabet, but in our realm, they are servants or slaves, and apparently, it doesn't sit well with her. After having breakfast, Romeo took me over, and asked me to stand with him to greet their guests. "I don't think it is appropriate... I am a foreig

My head was still aching badly because I also hit my head hard but I couldn’t worry about myself,she was fighting for her life and it was all because of me. I wondered what sort of bad luck this was because it was like she was following me everywhere. First it was the embarrassing scene at school when I tried to help her,then the always eye contact and now this. I just hoped she would be okay and I also heard rumors that she was an omega which means she would have no family,no one for me to reach to. I would have to take this upon myself. I picked up my phone and Checked the time. I had to meet the rival pack as soon as possible.

I held her hand reassuringly. “Oh, Lola, I’m here for a job, not as the Luna,” I coaxed gently, offering her a soft smile. “Your new Luna is Avery, and she won’t be happy if she hears you calling me that.” Traditionally, omegas were considered the lowest rank and were not allowed to shift or receive training on the ground. They were confined to the pack house, performing household chores and cooking for other pack members. However, when I became Luna and joined this pack after marrying Zander, I introduced new laws, giving omegas the opportunity to receive training in self-defense and war. I firmly believed that not being able to shift didn't make them weak, and I had even organized champion

The transformation completed. We stood—stood?—no, that was not quite right. The avatar existed in a way that transcended simple physicality. It was enormous, a being of pure moonlight taking the shape of a wolf but made of silver fire and starlight. Its eyes blazed with the combined power of six Lunar Wolves. Its voice, when it spoke, resonated across dimensions: “WE ARE THE MOON’S ANSWER. WE ARE THE LIGHT THAT BREAKS THE DARKNESS. WE ARE INEVITABLE.”