Spicy Omegaverse Books Novels & Stories

NOTICE! This can be read as a standalone but if there's anything unclear here,then I suggest you read the first book "THE OMEGA HE DIDN'T WANT" to understand the characters well. thanks and enjoy. Taking a drag out of his cigar he inhaled as he stood up from the edge of the bed butt naked as he slowly exhaled,the smoke and stench of the cigar filling the room, Mathew walked towards the window of the his messy room to stare at the Gardeners working outside before turning back around to face the bed taking another drag from his cigar as he watched the stranger he brought back last night from the party.

“I am booking you a room with the prettiest available beta. Or should I change that to an omega?” My palm itched to smack the smug look from his face. “Do whatever you want.” “One omega coming right up.” I glared at him. He chuckled. “I’m kidding, geez. No, wonder you’re in this problem. So strict. You should relax every once in a while. Being with an omega will provide you with a whole new experience. How about we start with a recessive omega? If you don’t like it, then I’ll give up. I won’t ever mention omegas to you ever again.”

He seemed to be looking for something as well. I moved closer, wanting to see what he held in his possession which smelled so... amazing. His head snapped up as he heard me and immediately my brain decided to fail me and shut down. His deep, luminous blue eyes, probably the only thing which stood out about him, froze me in place. What black magic was he using on me? I was so confused. He slowly neared me, and I swear I could feel our skin emitting sparks. Was he burning me? Is that how this weak, useless omega intended to kill me?

Kira’s howl rose through him and he let it come, let it fill the space behind his ribs, let it take everything the grief had opened up and turn it into something that moved in one direction only. “You don’t know what I am.” His voice came out fractured and enormous simultaneously, filling the temple without rising to a shout. “I am an Omega. The last of the most powerful bloodline this world has ever produced.” The white returned to his eyes and kept going, silver light bleeding through the cracks in the floor around his feet. “And what I give you tonight will follow your souls past death.” He raised his foot and brought it down. The floor split open in every direction from the point of impa

There was little chance of starting a major fire here, and it was a little more sheltered since there were plenty of trees blocking the wind. Now, she stood on the edge of the water, her palms together and her elbows out, like some sort of yoga pose. Sweat dripped from her hairline as she glared at a book lying on the ground. It was an old copy of The Omega’s Role, which was an outdated take on Alpha and Omega dynamics—it basically advocated that Omegas should be happy to die for their Alphas if the Alpha wanted to brutally murder them. As such, it wasn’t one that we cared about damaging if this went wrong. Ruby glanced at me from the corner of her eye.

“Today we are here to say goodbye to Mare, a true woman who dedicated her life to books, knowledge, and her family. She would not want us to say goodbye to her in a sad way; on the contrary, she would want us to celebrate her life in an enjoyable way where we can help everyone in such small ways as she once did.” His words struck a deep chord in me and I had to go momentarily to the restroom of the funeral home. There I wiped my face to clear the tears and then went into the cubicle so I could urinate; at that moment I heard some unfamiliar voices. “The Alpha doesn't look well; he's too worried about his mate,” said a man with a very thick voice. “I think the one who's really having a hard t

I am not trying to ignore my readers and just wanted you all to know I appreciate the likes, comments and reviews and each of you for reading my book. There was one commenter who commented a few times about being irate over male prgnancies in this book. If you are reading this far, you have most likely figured out, I love pushing limits and boundaries and at one time I would have felt much the same as said reader. Here's the thing...Omegaverse novels are a thing. I will never write a non-shifter m-preg story. It feels all wrong. I was reading one and gave up because it just didn't feel right, but it wasn't just that they weren't shifters. It was that in many Omegaverse stories, such as the o

The intense cravings were building, and I could feel my body reacting, my senses heightened, everything more vivid. Omega heats were like that—sudden and intense. They could last anywhere from a few days to a week, but during that time, everything became a haze of heightened emotions, overwhelming desire, and physical need. It was a biological drive that couldn’t be ignored, and no matter how much I tried to hold myself together, there was only so much I could do.

Hello readers! First of all, I want to express my gratitude to each and every one of you for your continued support and for embarking on this journey with me. Writing "The Rise of the Omega Supreme - book 1" has been an incredible experience, and I'm thrilled to bring you the second installment of this series.

'He's forcing me into heat. Omegas submit unwillingly to any Alphas when they're in heat. He wants me to do the same. I squirmed as hard as I could, fighting as if my life is on the line. But he was too strong. My knees started to buckle as I trembled in pleasure. I couldn't fight it off anymore, especially when the scent of cappuccino was growing stronger. I closed my eyes as tears started to fall off them. But I got pulled roughly as David flew a few distances. I was drowning in the overwhelming smell of cinnamon, nutmeg, and cappuccino. It's intoxicating. I can't breathe.