Sweet Omegaverse Books Novels & Stories

*** The high stress, adrenaline, and sudden blood loss proved too much for my body to control. As Lucien leaned over me, his broad chest inches from my face, the silver geometric mark on my collarbone flared with blinding white light beneath my silk shirt. The protective barrier I kept over my First Omega nature shattered completely under the intense pressure. My scent exploded into the enclosed glass room.

Her decision wouldn't change anything. "Let's celebrate my son's newly found mate. Finding your own mate is a thing of joy." Alpha Vincent said, baring his teeth as he spoke. The goddess had disgraced his lineage by granting him an omega for his son as a mate. And quickly, the feast began all over again. But this time, it was filled with more gossip on how the omega must have cast a spell on Lucas. Bella turned around, about to walk out. She could not remain in this acidic place. The feast turned out to be the worst feast she has ever encountered.

“Everyone now knows an Omega exists. How does this affect my relationship with the young alphas? How does it affect everything I’ve built over the past two weeks?” Beside Voss, Richard spoke first. “Did he tell you he was going to announce this?” “Not a word.” Voss’s jaw was tight. “That old fool.” Richard hissed through his teeth, his eyes cutting to Priest Rowen. “This is Rowen’s doing.” “Aren’t Omegas extinct?” Rhydian asked, his brow pulling together. “What exactly is happening?” Astarian blinked slowly. “I genuinely have no idea.” Alpha Kael cleared his throat and the whispers died. “This Omega resurfaced recently and has been responsible for the deaths of innocent wolves. It has used d

The torture felt so long that I was astonished at the fact that I still had life in me. My name is Laura Monroe, and I am the only omega in a pack of betas. They see me as an abomination because they found out I could shapeshift. They considered sending me out of their pack to join the rogues, but decided to keep me when a beta made me his slave. I served his three sons and they treated me in a more demeaning manner than the rest of the pack. I was always beaten and bruised, even for the slightest error. The pack does not allow me to eat with them. I was given a small shed under a tree directly in front of the pack's territory. That is where I lived. I was always exposed to dangers of the ni

“It’s Tyrone’s mating ceremony. Apparently, he’s found himself an omega.” Her expression darkened instantly, her face twisting in disapproval. “An omega?” she spat, her lip curling. “A beta marrying a creature as lowly as an omega?” She shook her head, her voice laced with scorn. “What is Tyrone thinking? He could have chosen a strong, influential woman—someone from a powerful bloodline, someone like Hannah.”

✍️ Author’s note: Please pardon this note, which might slightly add to the word count and chapter cost, but I feel obligated to share this now to avoid any future disappointment. This book is a sequence—a three-part series. First: DENNYJAY—TO TOUCH AN OMEGA Second: TO LOVE AND TO KILL—THE TRUE ALPHA Third: LUOMAX—CLAIMED BY AN ICY OMEGA All three are LGBTQ-themed.

Hi, bubble butts. Welcome to The Submission Saga. I’m so excited to write for y'all again. Before we proceed with the chapters, I've got a few things to say. This time, we’re in for a collection of 9 books, 9 lovable and intense characters all inside this Omegaverse series. Truth be told, I’m low-key trembling, but don’t worry… your author will survive. Since this is going to be a long ride, we need to make the journey fun and worth it. Because of that, I’ve come up with a few extra things we might do along the way.

Please feel free to check out my other books below. Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

"Can you not speak in riddles, please?" "Ya know what 'e is, what'e is gonna become on full moon." She says, I nod. "And 'is mark on ya, the beast's assurance that is mate belongs ta im, is gone." My stomach turns in unease. "Sebastian wouldn't hurt me, he never has." "And is mate just so 'appens to be an omega," Khate ignores my statement "A fragile doll 'e needs ta protect." "Sebastian isn't like that," I say, a bit severer this time.