Nearly a year ago I set out to write a Hannigram novel that paid homage to the romance novels of my youth. I decided to set it in Omegaverse, because it fit so well, and I hope you think so, too. Just a foreword—I do not write Omegas as “typical”. Mine are a blended sex, both genders in one body. In other words, no butt-babies here, if that frightens you.
Hannibal Lecter is the future Duke of Westvale who has been away at war for the past ten years. His Grandfather has made good on a contract made shortly after Hannibal’s birth to procure him a wife. It was supposed to be easy. Naturally, with the Omega, Will, given in the place of his sister, it was anything but, because if there was one thing Hannibal Lecter despised, it was Omegas.
Twenty-five years ago, the Earl of Reddig entered into a contract with the Duke of Westvale to give one of his grandchildren of marriageable age to the Duke’s grandson at a time when it suited him to one day marry.
He had happily put that contract behind him and did everyone the disservice of dying without mentioning said contract to his son, who became the new Earl quite ignorant of his father’s machinations until now. Continue reading