Romans & histoires Sweet Omegaverse Books

That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas. It’s not that I don’t want to escape from here. He claimed me and my unconscious self recognises him as my alpha. Plus I don't have anywhere to go and even if I do escape, my friends can't. I sighed as I closed the door and I plopped down on the couch. I could hear the lady and Alastair arguing in the room but I didn't care. I was watching cartoons when the door slammed open. The woman stormed out of the room and pretty much ignored me. Alastair came out after a few seconds, he sighed as he settled down next to me.

The day was supposed to be the happiest day of her life turned into a worst one for her when she shifted into a beautiful wolf yet the power radiating from it screamed one thing. Omega. She was an omega, a weak wolf. Her whole family turned against her the very day, they all were of higher ranks, her father was an alpha while her mother a beta and it was expected from both siblings to turn into either an alpha or beta but after she shifted as an omega, all the love and attention from her parents turned void.

No matter how much I shook them off, they just wouldn't leave. I looked down at my phone as it rang. I smiled when Jackson's name flashed on the screen. "Hey baby," "Bunny, what's omegaverse?" Michael's confused voice boomed into the device, with Jackson laughing close by. "Where'd you get that?" I asked, laughing softly. "I'm reading a book with Jackson. One of your collections. It's a wolf book, and it says something about omegaverse. Jackson says it's a man getting pregnant."

With Leo around, nobody wanted to come near Rolph but Rolph didn't notice until it was almost too late. Then there were the novels. Stories about werewolves mating. Stories about Alphas and Omegas. Fantasies called Omegaverse. Where the characters are humans but with wolves attribute. Leo was crazy about such books and made him read them. Before he knew it, he was becoming Leo's bitch and Leo was even calling him "My Omega." He wouldn't have minded but something was wrong. They didn't feel right.

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“But I will be working on getting to the end of this, I promise.” “That’s not all….” Beth chewed on her lips, her eyes darting to the shed a few feet away, and I could tell that she was mulling over in her head. “An omega is missing as well,” The housekeeper pressed out after a minute and unlaced her fingers, rubbing her hands up and down her arms to suppress a chill that has nothing to do with this dreadful weather. “What?!” *** I have a new book on my profile, “Bonded to the Alpha Twins”; it’s a reverse harem filled with twists and turns. I hope you can shower it with the same support and love! ***

“How are you suddenly quiet now?“ I blink repeatedly and swallow hard in a futile attempt to calm the storm raging inside me. “What… should I do… with this video?“ I stammer. He steps closer and snatches the shirt from my chest, leaving me standing there in only my bra and panties. “The thing is, your sister can’t measure up to you in bed… so I still want a taste of you whenever I want. I can’t get over that addictive Omega scent that easily.“ So… Mirena and Rylan have been sleeping together before now, and I never realized it. Yeah… I have a highly seductive and addictive scent of pine and jasmine—enough to make even the strongest Alpha go feral, especially on the night of the full moon whe

because the world needs what’s between your legs.” More gasps. One girl started crying. “I will breed you. Sell you. Trade you. You exist to make the next generation. And you will be obedient… or you’ll be replaced.” Behind me, Three-Seven had sunk to her knees, staring down at the tag around her neck. I didn’t look at her again. Not yet. But I already knew. She was going to be one of the most profitable omegas I had. If her spirit didn’t get in the way. It started with twenty. Twenty wide-eyed omegas too scared to run, too broken to fight back. Most were cast-offs, troublemakers, or “too difficult” for their packs. Easy pickings. Now? I walked the metal catwalk of the underground facility—

Since it's getting impossible for you to do it, Fenrir yells at me. I drag both hands down my face, breathing ragged, sweat dripping from my face, on to the polished floor. The intercom crackles, breaking me out of my thoughts. “Commander…” The manager's voice, tired and nervous, trying desperately to sound professional. “The Omega Center has sent the first tier of selections,” she flips some pages. “These are the highest-rated Omegas from the provinces. Their scented palates are being cycled through the ventilation now.” I go still, then the vents hiss as the incoming scents flow into the room. Lilacs, honey, warmth, and sweetness. Perfect, but not him.

As soon as I was about to climb on the platform, someone grabbed my arm and I turned quickly in anxiety - thinking it was my love since I had missed him more than life itself but my smile faded when I saw who it was. “You shouldn’t be here.” It was Pamela, urging me to stop. “It’s already too late, babe. I want to do this for him.” I said calmly. “Are you sure it is worth it?” She rolled her eyes. “Look at you, you are already so weak, can you even stand one strike?” For some reason, I didn’t see worry in her eyes. It was as if she was here to discourage and mock me. “I will be fine, Pamela. Besides, I’m doing this for a greater cause. By the time I’m done, I will grow from being an Omega to