Would Omni Man Beat Homelander Novels & Stories

“Maybe next time if you want to pull a stunt don't go around emotionally blackmailing people!” All I heard next were the growls of two men, and the sight of their auras clashing against each other. Yes, Tobias was far from winning. The person who had to withstand the result of their pressure was me, at times like this I couldn't help but hate being an Omega. I look to my left and surprisingly I'm all alone in this battle, that little boy stood strong, his teeth gnashing but he could withstand it. Was he an Alpha like his father?

"And so are you." "Call us whatever you want, sweetheart," the lead rogue grinned, leveling his gun right at her chest. "But a dead Omega and a poisoned Alpha don't talk." Before the man could pull the trigger, Oscar let out a primal, deafening roar. He didn't have the strength to shift completely—the silver in his veins was already paralyzing his lower limbs, but he lunged forward with the sheer upper-body strength of a Natural Alpha. He slammed his silver dagger directly through the lead rogue’s hand, pinning the weapon to the ground.

“If I hadn’t shown up, Allen wouldn’t be alive today to still disrespect me again! Your son is acting like this because the same Alpha dealt with him was pinned like a chicken by that Evolet girl. Now do you understand why your son is in shock?” “This… This can’t be possible. Allen isn’t weak!” My whole body shivered. I drew away from Thelma, falling into one of the couch for support. Her words clouded my head along with images of that maiden. “Are you telling me that an Omega is stronger than my son who is an Alpha? Is that what you mean, Thelma?” “That’s the same question I’m asking myself, my Queen. How is an Omega able to defeat an Alpha like it’s nothing?” Thelma said.

Helena asked, her voice trembling. “They wouldn't dare hit that house. Don Moretti is the Alpha of this whole sector. If they breached his perimeter, it’s an act of war. He’d have their heads on pikes before morning.” “Why can’t he do that for us?” “He only protects his own. He barely tolerated Castalia bailing me out. He’s not going to spill blood for a junkie brother-in-law.” “She’ll hate our girl,” Helena whispered. “Oman loves me. She’s cold, but she’s got a code. She’ll make sure Daniels gets through school. She’ll give her a roof. I can’t promise they’ll be family, but she’ll give her a fighting chance.”

I argued. “Lesson one….” Lucan said as he walked much closer. I could feel his breath against my face, fresher and heavier this time. My heart skipped a beat as I looked into his eyes, but I looked away immediately. “Rowan is the beta. You’re the Luna. Who holds higher power?” I swallowed, then answered. “The Luna,” “Who is?” “Me,” I said. His grin was wide and noticeable even if I wasn’t staring at him.

"Yes! I killed your brother. I got your best man, Ardbry, to deliver the lousy Moon-made to me, but his men messed up, and Landerman ruined it even more." "I will crush you." I spit out but he laughs. "I'm not scared of you. I have the support of the most powerful beings. Your Moon-made and her childish antics have nothing on me, not with the power I wield now." "You struck a deal with them?" "Odus is coming," he replies. "And I will stand tall with him. With the Moon-made by my side of course." He chuckles, pissing me off. "She won't have a choice.l"

A shot to the spine and chest a Was fatal. They healed fast too but their healing processes was much slower and often required assistance. They are equivalent to three strong humans. Their transformation on the full moon gives them invisibility. Most bets possessed great speed, sometimes greater than Alphas. The omegas were the weakest and could easily be killed. They had a slower healing process unlike the Alpha's and betas and their wolf form was usually very weak..

My hands, still trembling from the encounter in the garden, clutched at the hem of my borrowed dress. Then, the door rattled open, scraping against the floorboards. Three figures filled the doorway, their massive frames casting long, distorted shadows into the room. They weren't smiling. Not even the omega, who seemed to be their reluctant accomplice, offered a hint of welcome. One of the rogues, the one who’d pawed at me in the woods, the one who’d seen my face, stepped forward. His eyes, dark and predatory, pierced right through me. The other rogue, a brute I didn't recognize, stood slightly behind him, his arms crossed over a scarred chest. The omega shuffled nervously to the side, avoidi

“Flawed, Prince Damon? We have faced enemies before. We know how to fight.” “You have faced wolves,” Damon corrected, his voice still low, but carrying immense weight. “The outlanders are not wolves. They do not fight with honor, or with instinct. They fight with calculation. With technology. Your frontal assaults, your flanking maneuvers, these are exactly what they expect. They will channel you into kill zones. They will use their advanced weaponry, their drones, their energy shields, to decimate your forces before you even reach their lines. You would be playing directly into their game. It would be a slaughter.” His words, delivered with quiet confidence, silenced the entire room. Alpha

Bam! Tyron was sent flying, a bitter taste rising in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He appeared severely injured. His face darkened as he realized he had underestimated Oscar's power. At first glance, Oscar had seemed like a mere dark immortal, with only the two dark immortals at his side appearing particularly strong. But now, it was clear that Oscar himself was far more formidable than anyone had anticipated. Oscar's expression was cold as he spoke, "I am a human and have done nothing wrong. If you retract your accusations, I’ll spare you today. Otherwise, just like Adrian killed Andreas, I’ll kill you, and no one will object."