Sweet Omegaverse Books Novels & Stories

Suzie looks at Bella and then at her older brother, vaguely feeling the unexplainable tension between them, and secretly smiled before nodding as a sign of agreement to her brother’s statement. Bella, seeing through the match-making antics of her friend, smiled knowingly. “Thank you.” Shawn was immediately drawn to the ocean blue eyes of the most beautiful omega he had ever seen. Though omega’s were known to own ethereal beauty in exchange for their lack of power, he had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. He found himself gulping with much difficulty as his wolf begins to shift around him, no longer content with just watching the beautiful woman in front of him.

“And it’s mine but how?” Zeke shut the door after him. I could see he was as surprised as I was, even when he walked into the living room to point out what he had sensed. “She’s an omega.” He said as if it would change the fact “it’s impossible for her to carry a Lycan’s child.” I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing around the room“Don’t tell me what’s impossible, Zeke. The proof is right there growing inside of her.” My voice dropped lower. “ My seed is in her and I need answers.”

The mating ceremony was a dream come true for all the women and men in the pack, for all were given their desired mates. I am from the Crescent Moon Pack. They were one of the most prestigious packs in the city of Oceania. The crescent moon pack is highly respected throughout Oceania due to their terrifying strength and ability to take over their prey and predators with their ferocious attacks and techniques. They are currently the strongest and most-feared pack. No one dares to harm anyone from the crescent moon pack and gets away with it. They were well known in the whole of Oceania and also the most populated. Their manpower was significant and well distributed, which led to the very firs

“We both know that’s because she doesn’t have her wolf. She’s not like every other werewolf.” My fingers clicked a sound. “Exactly my point.” “But you’re not even giving me a chance with her despite knowing she’s my mate.” “How so? I never stopped or prohibited you from seeing her or bonding with her.” “Is this the smart Alpha talking, or dumbass Thor?” he questioned. “We both know for weak Omega’s like her who doesn’t have their wolves, they naturally latch onto the very strong bond they have access to. They’re just like infants wanting their mother around every chance they have. As long as that strong bond is there, consistent and protective, they mostly can’t let go unless they’re dispell

the one who understands their secrets.Paul Wason looked at her hand, and at her eyes. He did not look at a god, but at a woman. A mother. A woman with a horrible, lovely, and deep purpose. "You… you need my help?""I am not a god who sits on a throne, Paul Wason," Sama Arthur said, her voice now deeply low and fierce. "I am a god of the people.". The balance is not just in me; it is in all of us. And the balance has been broken for far too long. The Alpha High Council, in their arrogance, have enslaved and used the Omegas. They have stolen their gifts and turned them into weapons. They have made them believe they are less than an instrument to be used. They have made them believe that they a

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"Mummy, I felt so angry. I wanted to launch at her. It was like there was a beast inside of me, pushing me to do it. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there and tried to make it go away." Ember's heart sank, her mind racing with the implications. She had hoped, perhaps foolishly, that Sophia might be spared the struggles of their kind. As an omega, Ember had thought maybe her daughter would be a late bloomer, or perhaps never transform at all. But now, it seemed, Sophia's wolf was already stirring, urging her to defend herself. Ember's eyes filled with a mix of sadness and worry, her voice barely above a whisper. "Oh, Sophia... my baby girl." She pulled her daughter into a tight hug, h

' "But even though the omega are now being protected, we're still endangered. After all, the curses of the Goddess are much heavier than we imagine." Cathy nodded her head. That's right, because of their Goddess' curse, there's not plenty of omega in the whole world. In the empire, there are only a few. When the omegas in each pack of the Dukes could be counted, there were only more or less fifty omegas. They just continued reading, and in the end, they didn't find what Roxie was looking for. They both looked at the only book in front of them. It was a book about rogue werewolves.

“Besides, those brats need to be reminded of their place sometimes.” Liora willed herself to stay inland, away from the dark sea beckoning to her. Tempering her rage, she got up slowly and walked around casually to where Nerissa, her old nemesis sat. Maia and a few others pushed their chairs out of the way. Liora picked up a few locks of the gamma’s hair, watching them slide through her clawed fingers. “Tell me, Nerissa… what exactly is the place of an Omega?” “If you know what’s good for you, you’d better not say anything right now,” Lucien warned.

Her eyes flit across my face focusing on my cheek and eyes before she nods and sits back down. "Fine. But I want a decent answer to my question. I don't want to hear a cope out," Chloe snaps, and I nod. "I rejected you because my mom had pointed out the fact that omegas are untrained. She said that even though we are experiencing a time of peace, that doesn't mean a war can't happen. She made me worry for my mate's safety. I wanted to protect you. That night after you left me standing in the omega hall, Dad handed me a history book I had at my disposal for years. The book had been in my office just collecting dust, and if I had only read it, it would have put the fears my mother gave me to r