OMG I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO TALK ABOUT THIS!
IS IT AS GOOD AS EVERYONE SAYS???
The Bakedverse has me in a CHOKEHOLD!
Reverie your energy is IMMACULATE today.
I grin at the screen, feeling that familiar rush of connection that makes all the anxiety and self-doubt worth it.
This is why I do this. These people. This community.
"Okay, okay, settle down, you feral little readers," I say, laughing as more comments flood in. "Yes, it'sthatgood. Remember the Halloween bonanza when the first Bakedverse book dropped and everyone lost their minds? This one is even better. We've got a grumpy baker Omega, two Alphas who can't communicate to save their lives, and enough sexual tension to melt the snow right off the pages."
I'm standing in my favorite corner of The Book Nook—the cozy reads section, which Miss Bea lets me decorate however I want.
Right now, it's full-on Christmas explosion.
Fairy lights are draped over the bookshelves, casting everything in a soft golden glow. There are tiny fake snow drifts tucked into corners,because I'm extra like that, cinnamon-scented pinecones scattered on the display tables, and a miniature Christmas tree that I've decorated entirely with book-themed ornaments.
The Book Nook itself smells like heaven—old paper and leather bindings mixed with the peppermint hot chocolate Miss Bea keeps brewing in the back office, plus the faint vanilla from the candles I'm absolutely not supposed to light but definitely do when she's not looking. The November afternoon light filters through the front windows, painting everything in shades of honey and amber.
This is my happy place. My safe space. The place where I get to be fully, unapologetically me.
"But here's what I love most about this book," I continue, settling into my element. I can feel my whole face lighting up, the way it always does when I talk about stories that matter. "It's an Omega-centric story. The Omega isn't just there to be claimed or saved or whatever. Hazel—that's the main character—she's building her own damn empire, one croissant at a time. She'sgot dreams, ambitions, trauma she's working through, and she doesn't need a pack to complete her. But when she finds one? It's because they add to her life, not because they fix it."
The comments are going wild.
PREACHING
this is why we love you Rev
omega stories WHERE THE OMEGA HAS AGENCY >>>>>>
"Exactly!" I gesture enthusiastically with the book, nearly dropping it because I'm me and coordination is a suggestion, not a requirement. "We need more stories where Omegas are the main characters of their own lives. Where they're not just waiting around to be swept off their feet, but actively choosing their happiness. Choosing their packs. Choosing themselves first."
God, I sound like I'm giving a TED Talk about fictional Omegas. But also, I stand by every word.
I setKnot Baked Out For Thisdown on the display table and pick up the next book. "Okay, so that's number three on my top holiday reads. Number two is this absolute gem—" I show the camera a book with a gorgeous winter forest cover. "This one's about an Omega who inherits a Christmas tree farm and has to work with her grumpy Alpha neighbor to save it. Forced proximity, enemies to lovers, and the most beautiful slow burn you've ever read. I ugly cried at least twice."
Only twice is a lie. I cried four times and had to take a break to eat ice cream directly from the container.
"And number one—" I hold up the final book with a flourish. "This one just came out yesterday and I stayed up until 3 AM reading it because I have no self-control. It's about an Omega who runs a small bookshop! Very meta, I know, and three Alphas who walk into her life during the holiday season. It's sweet, it's spicy, there's a scene with mistletoe that made meneed to take a cold shower, and the found family vibes are immaculate."
I glance at the comments, seeing questions rolling in.
any recs for sapphic omegaverse?
Do you have a goodreads?
What about dark romance omegaverse?
"Oh, I love all your questions! Yes, I have some amazing sapphic omegaverse recs. I'll do a whole video on those because they deserve their own spotlight. And yes, my Goodreads is linked in my bio, but be warned, I have like 500 books on my TBR and I'm not sorry about it."
I lean closer to the camera, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "But here's the thing that really gets me excited. These stories? They're inspiring. They remind me that Omegas can be the heroes of their own stories. We can have dreams and ambitions and messy, complicated feelings. We can fall in love on our own terms. We can?—"
"Reverie?"
I look up to see Miss Bea standing a few feet away, her kind eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiles. She's holding a clipboard—her end-of-shift checklist—and trying very hard not to laugh at my enthusiastic book rant.
