Amiba

#SoldOmega #SecondChancePrince
[Content Warning: This story contains depictions of abuse, trauma, and non-consensual situations. Reader discretion is advised.]
They called him worthless. A beautiful omega was born on the wrong side of the palace, unclaimed, unloved, and sold to a noble who wanted his body but not his name. He died hated.
Then the gods gave him a do-over.
Now eighteen and still unawakened, he remembers everything: the betrayal, the abuse, the final breath. He plans to stay quiet this time. Out of sight. Out of reach.
Too late. The court can’t take its eyes off him.
He’s not just an omega. He’s the empire’s mistake—and it’s about to regret ever underestimating him.

[BL]Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega

The bedroom was quiet, the soft hush of early evening curling against the walls like steam.

Lucas had dried off after the bath, hair still damp at the ends, a loose cotton robe tied around his waist in the kind of half-effort that whispered both exhaustion and indifference. The window was cracked open just enough to let the breeze in. The curtains shifted gently. Somewhere on the estate grounds, another hound barked once, like a weary footman announcing the descent of peace.

He didn't light the lamps. The room didn't need it. Moonlight spilled across the floor in pale ribbons, brushing silver against the edge of the low-set armchair where Lucas now sat curled, tablet in hand, fingers moving with slow purpose across the screen.

The search bar blinked at him like it knew better.

"Evrin Dax and Trevor Fitzgeralt"

"Trevor Fitzgeralt flash wedding rumors"

"Royal alphas with matching eyes"

Chapter 90: The Articles