The Omega For Sale Novelas e Histórias

And with it, the hunt. She placed her hand over her stomach again, this time gently. “You'd be safe” She whispered to the life inside her. “I promise it.” Behind her, Lowell drifted into a restless sleep, his breath evening out. Uriel stayed awake beneath the moonlight, scanning for movement. They had tried to erase her. Now, she would hunt them down. They would face the fury of the woman they created. The omega was gone. And in her place stood something far more dangerous.

Emily stood tall, gazing at Zack with courage. "What's wrong with being an omega? Don't bring social strata into this," she said firmly. She wanted to assert that despite their differences in social status, they were both wolves. Her statement reflected her bravery in addressing an often-taboo issue. Emily sought to demonstrate that her identity did not define her worth and that she would not let stereotypes influence her view of herself or Zack. Her bold and straightforward demeanor momentarily silenced Zack, making him realize that Emily wasn't just talking about herself but also challenging the norms around them. Emily's assertiveness marked an important moment in their interaction, addin

Athena and Grey hadn't spent a lot of money setting up The Omega Team offices. She'd contributed part of her retirement fund she'd cashed out at the police department, but the bulk of it had come from him, a nest egg left to him by his best friend killed in Afghanistan. They lived in the little two-bedroom house in West Tampa that had been Lucky's, comfortable and low maintenance. For the agency, though, they'd purchased an old warehouse in a commercial district. They'd walled off half of it for offices. The other held their sophisticated electronics and communications center. She'd told Grey when they had it set up she thought he might be able to run the entire country from there.

I wasn't really used to this big parties because I opted to stay back in the house whenever I was invited and grandfather never minds but it irked Madam Isabel and it was always obvious it did. "Old man Ravenstone." I heard a much older voice and I saw the Alpha standing before us. "Quinn." Grandfather flashed him a bright smile and the Luna hugged Madam Isabel gently. "This is Judy. She is the one who would be getting married to Alexander." "Isn't she your Omega granddaughter?" Luna Quinn said looking at me with a raised brow and a very not plain eyes. I was used to the stares everyone gave me because I wasn't perfect. I was an Omega after all and a very weak one.

‎I sighed, my shoulders slumping slightly. ‎“I’ll explain,” he continued before I could speak, his tone turning more serious again. “The reason we’re careful with Omegas…” ‎I listened closely as he spoke. ‎“Beta Benjamin once had a mate. She was an Omega….rogue, just like you. He marked her, claimed her.” ‎My fingers tightened slightly around the glass. ‎“But she was greedy,” he went on, his expression darkening. “She wanted power. And one day… another Alpha claimed her as his mate too.”

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

Worth a fortune. Hundreds of powerful alphas sat in the dark seats below, eyes hungry as they stared at me. My small perky tits with pink nipples already hard from the cool air. My flat stomach. My smooth, shaved pussy that had never been touched by any cock. My long legs trembled slightly as the auctioneer walked around me, showing me off like a prize horse. “Lot number 47,” the auctioneer announced loudly. “Pure omega virgin. Heat scent just beginning to bloom. Tight, fertile, and completely unbroken. Perfect for breeding strong heirs. Bidding starts at five million gold.”

he ordered. They obeyed instantly. None of them dared breathe until he was gone. But as soon as he disappeared up the stairs, the Omega who’d helped Scarlet escape gripped her mop tighter, her pulse racing. The others whispered nervously. “They probably found her,” one muttered. “The Beta’s going to deliver the news.” “Or sell her,” another said grimly. “I heard he trades with the Shadow Market. Maybe he sold her to one of those wicked Alphas who like breaking women.”

“Twenty four years old, unmated, rare coloring. Look at that auburn hair, gentlemen. And those curves…” His hand gestured toward my barely covered body, and bile rose in my throat. But I didn’t look down. I looked everyone of them in the face as they laughed and sneered at me. I was going to remember their faces and I vowed to myself to remember everyone that spat on me. One day, I won’t be the helpless omega they knew and I would take my revenge. “Do I hear five thousand?” The auctioneer’s eyes gleamed. “Five thousand for this prime specimen? She’s unspoiled, despite her crimes. Perfect for domestic service or…” he paused meaningfully, “personal use.”

All the guests stood spellbound; omegas like this occurred only once in every ten million births. "Now, let me explain briefly. The omega before you is the rarest. If you manage to mate with this omega, your offspring is guaranteed to become a dominant alpha. Besides being beautiful, this omega is extremely intelligent and possesses a high intellectual level. Now, I will set the price…" Before the MC could finish his sentence, Edgar confidently raised his plate. "Twenty billion dollars!" Edgar shouted, instantly grabbing the MC’s attention and causing the entire audience to gape in disbelief at the outrageous price he offered.