You Are Mine Omega Novels & Stories

I then shifted it from hand to hand, playing with the weapon. "I don't think you're understanding. You and I are mates. I might be an Omega, but it doesn't change the fact that you and I share a bond." He said placing his hand on my knee which made sparks emit from our contact. I moved my leg away from him as fast as possible. No omega touched me.

Aaron said as he gets closer to Amanda who could feel his breath on her face due to how close he was. “I don’t understand what you are saying boss” she said still bending her head down. “It will be so annoying if I keep reminding you this..” Aaron lift Amanda chin up making her to close her eyes. “I won’t remind you next time kitty that…. “Am yours… yes I know.” Amanda angrily release her head from Aaron hand as she hates it when he said the words “ you are mine”. She wanted to sneak away from his cage but he hit is hands on the wall beside her making Amanda to close her eyes in fear..

If he so much as touch a fucking hair on their bodies I would fucking kill him. She’s MINE. My mate. My Omega. MINE.

I’m currently sitting in my dad’s office hugging my dad. “Thank you, my sweetheart. I really needed that,” he sighs. You see, I am an Omega. Not the lowest of the pack that you normally hear about, but the kind who has a very special ability. I can calm people with just my presence, but it’s more effective if I am in close proximity to them. When I was brought to my parents, my omega waves were crazy strong. They still are, but back then, they started a war.

Mine. Who said that? But without even looking around, I knew we were the only ones here. And he hadn't said anything. The voice came from deep within me... my wolf, snarling and desperate. Possessive. Mine. Mine. Mine. I shook my head at him, hard. "No," I breathed, though the word came out ragged and broken. It couldn't be. It wasn't. That was an Alpha. Anyone who looked at him knew he was clearly an Alpha. Just looking at him now was enough to make my stomach twist with heat and fear. And me... well, I was an omega.

For Axe Noir, Prince of Asmax, Omega of the crown: My greetings and blessings come to you, my little omega. This old wolf hopes and prays to the Moon Goddess that you are well. Before you jump to conclusions, I stress and affirm that I love you with all my heart, and you are my greatest treasure next to your mother and sister, I could never have the single thought of harming you, but this is something that must be done and only you, my brave omega could carry it out.

His hand found my throat again—this time squeezing just enough to make my head swim in that delicious, dizzy haze of submission—while his other hand pinned my wrist above my head, fingers interlaced tightly with mine like he never wanted to let go. “Mine,” he growled with every brutal, deep thrust, silver eyes never leaving mine. “My mate. My omega. My sovereign. Say it louder—let the whole fucking academy hear who this cunt belongs to.” “Yours!” I sobbed, the word torn out of me on every exhale, voice echoing off the walls. “Yours—yours—*yours*—only yours, Jason—knot me, fill me, ruin me right here where she sat—”

I couldn't take my eyes off him, my heart began to crave for him desperately. What is he? I raised my right hand, getting the attention of the guard beside me. "Alpha, how can l help you?" I couldn't take my eyes off this beautiful soul food, "May l know who that gentleman is?" "Oh, that is our Alpha's son. Omega Bram, Alpha.” "Omega?” I looked at the guard with surprise, “Really?” "Yes, Alpha." I wave for him to go. An Omega? He is not just a filthy sugar but a rarity at that. I instantly knew that I wanted him. He is the one for me and everything about him should be mine and mine alone.

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—

Ronan took the first bite without shame. Calliope watched them fondly. “You two worry too much.” Silas’s smile faltered. “We just… want this to work.” Her expression softened. “It will. But the right woman for an Alpha–Omega triad isn’t simple to find. She has to carry pieces of both your souls. She has to be strong enough for Ronan’s fire and tender enough for your emotional depth. rare combination.” Ronan looked away. The truth was heavy. “We’ve met dozens of candidates. None of them sparked anything.”