Ergebnis für "Omega" in Science Fiction

Zeichnen, mein Online-Clan und meine Flucht von meiner Mutter zu planen – das sind Prioritäten. Oder zumindest waren sie das, bis drei riesige männliche Außerirdische kamen, um mich zu entführen und auf ihren Planeten zu bringen. Aber es ist nicht, um mich zu erforschen und dann wieder auf die Erde zu entlassen.

Verraten und den Händen meines Feindes ausgeliefert, versuche ich, zu meinem Kreis zurückzukehren. Aber die Sentients, die mich gefangen genommen haben, sind mehr als nur Monster. Sie erzählen mir meine Vergangenheit und versprechen mir eine Zukunft, in der ich frei sein kann, in der alle Bewohner der Galaxien in Frieden leben können, ohne von der Gretar-Flotte unterdrückt zu werden.

Carter is the Omega from the Stars. He's magical (probably). Beautiful (definitely). And his exotic name is difficult to pronounce. He's either going to save the fleaf'akhie home world from invaders, or he's an invader himself in disguise, sneaking into the city! One thing is for sure: he chose his mates for battle, not love. Siel is a fabled war hero, fierce and capable. And Pykh? He's the muscle of the group. The brainless barbarian can't even count coins. He's a wild-man from who-knows-where.

Die Verbindung mit meinen Alphas hat mich auf den grundlegendsten Ebenen verändert. Ich scheine meine Kräfte nicht kontrollieren zu können, aber mit Jeren, Kyte und Ceredes an meiner Seite werde ich wohl irgendwann mit den versehentlichen Ausbrüchen tödlicher Energie aufhören. Hoffentlich. Aber meine Kräfte sind nicht mein einziges Problem: Ich habe einen Omega, der mich tot sehen will, einen Sentient, der immer noch versucht, mich zu entführen, und ein unbestreitbares Bedürfnis, mich mit meinen Alphas zu paaren.

Carter isn't sure what to call his two alien protectors. Friends? Boyfriends? Mates? Or merely indiscriminate lovers with sexy purrs and tangling tails? He would be lost without them, he knows that. When their home is invaded by a dangerous new kind of alien slaver, they strike out into the jungle. He depends on them for food, protection, a direction to walk in. He's helpless even for shelter and warmth. Thankfully, his alien lovers seem devoted, but why?

Finally, everything is going good for Carter. He's not a slave. He has a roof over his head. He's fixed his alien language translator and now can talk to Pykh and Siel, his protectors. Thankfully, they aren't promiscuous alien hillbillies. They're loyal men who love him, and Carter loves them back. Our space marine is ready to settle into a new life on the fleaf'akhie planet and be happy. But now there's another problem. On this planet...he's the girl? And not just any girl, but a pale, delicate, exotic princess who must be bowed to, courted, and entertained with poems.

Drawing my online clan and planning my escape from my mother - these are priorities. Or, at least, they were, until three huge alien males came to abduct me and take me to their planet. But it's not just a simple process of probing and then releasing me back to Earth. All those movies are lies. These three males keep me. And I'm suddenly a cadet at an Omega Academy. None of this makes any sense, to begin with. Never mind the three alphas I can't seem to avoid. But they say we have a connection and that we're a circle, whatever that means.

In this place, the Omega Auction House, I was nothing but a commodity. A far cry from when I had just turned 18 and after intense vetting and negotiations, my father had proudly announced that he'd placed me with the Whiskey River pack. No one could dispute that it had been a good placement, as I'd spent the next four years being spoiled and cosseted by my Alpha.

It's all a matter of opinion, but Carter's day is going pretty badly. He's an engineer captured by bug aliens, now depending on his large, muscled, naked cage mates for food and warmth. They seem sentient, so that's good. But they're also handsy. Which is...complicated. The military isn't looking for him. Slaves taken by the bug race never come back. Yet, Carter is very much alive, and if he wants to stay that way, he'll need to trust Pykh and Siel, two affectionate aliens with claws, teeth, and size.

My job was supposed to be easy: Meet the dominant Alien race of Mukhana, negotiate an alliance, and leave. Being literally carried away into the night changes everything. Kidnapping a human is asking for trouble. Every alien in the galaxy should know that by now, but the nassa are more barbaric than expected. Despite some small similarities with humans, their culture is hard to comprehend. They're kind yet controlling, warm yet stern. Even though he literally kidnapped me and will fight to keep me, Saar seems to respect me and maybe even care for me.

N01-5-2, Vil, has lived four hundred years as a second-class citizen, a reptilian hybrid created from creatures from the stars who left as mysteriously as they came. Worshiped like gods, the ancient progenitors advanced humanity with gene therapy, which became their downfall, as the very DNA they relied on poisoned them. Relegated to traveling the galaxy with his ragtag reptilian crew, they set course to an abandoned military base on an old asteroid and find something the progenitors shouldn't have left behind frozen in wait.

Hundreds of years after the progenitors visited Mater Terra and ruined everything, their long-lost omega has been discovered, and he wants nothing to do with taking over planets. He wants to raise his son, make more babies, and live in peace. Honestly? Can. Relate. But as a mostly human hybreed, I lack the parts to do so—but not for long. Change is coming, and so is a new Progenitor who smells divine, but I don't love him. The man I love is dying, and I'd do anything to keep him with me just a little longer.

At the frat party I see a bright light and find myself sitting on a bed with a huge monster looming over me. I'm terrified and, at the same time, there's something about those black eyes, that scent, that purrr that makes me come alive. Horde life is simple. When I find an Omega during a raid, I should deliver her to the compound. If I don't, I'll lose my life, the lives of my horde alphas, and I'll start a full-scale rebellion. And yet, I can't part from her. This one belongs to me.

The termagant being brought into the small clinic isn’t exactly what second in command and alpha soldier Kosh envisioned as his perfect omega, but he knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is his. She’s a fierce little thing, more of a threat than most would take her for, but he isn’t one of the unfortunate ones who will get caught underestimating her. They wouldn’t be given the chance to do so again.

Betrayed and delivered into the hands of my enemy, I try to get back to my circle. But the Sentients who’ve captured me are more than just monsters. They tell me my past and promise me a future where I can be free, where all people of the galaxies can exist in peace without the oppressive Gretar Fleet.

Lucy came to assassinate me, now I must punish her. I’ve come too far. Plotted too long. Lost too much to let one woman sweep in and upset all my plans. She thinks she can redeem me... Not. I plan to live up to my reputation as a monster, who breaks everything that comes his way. Starting with her...

Omega Maya keeps to herself, working the fringes of known space to salvage derelict ships and other resources. She wants nothing to do with Alphas, so when Remy shows up at her current salvage operation, she’s at first displeased. He soon starts to win her over, but when her suppressant stops working, and he realizes she’s an Omega, he’s intent on claiming her. Maya doesn’t want to be any Alpha’s Omega, even Remy’s. Can she enjoy the pleasure he offers without surrendering everything she is and believes in or succumbing to her biological imperative to submit?

Azaria and Daisy were both kidnapped from their omega convent and sold at a Klinok auction. The two are separated, sold to different buyers, with Daisy landing in a good situation. Daisy’s alpha Ryder helps rescue Azaria, and after Quinn Strang assists Azaria during her forced estrus at his brother’s request, they go their separate ways. She doesn’t expect to see him again, but when the gangster who originally bought her tracks her to Paladin, she has no choice but to call him for help.

Alpha Ryder isn’t looking for an Omega, but when he sees Daisy being auctioned to the highest bidder, he can’t resist bidding on her. Before he knows it, he’s spent a year’s earnings to buy the Omega. He offers her the choice of returning home, but she needs to mate desperately. Barely managing to resist claiming her, he’s shocked when she pulls him into a desperate rescue attempt to save her fellow Omega, who was also sold. Pursuing the buyers, Ryder sees the promise and possibility of a future with his Omega, but does Daisy even want such a thing?