A Dawn Of Onyx Book 2 Novels & Stories

Then the shadows exploded. Dark energy crashed across the ruins like a storm wave. Warriors screamed as they were thrown backward violently. Several wolves slammed into trees hard enough to crack the bark. The chains holding Damian rattled loudly. Orion cursed under his breath.And then she appeared. Nyx stepped out from the darkness slowly. Her black robes flowed around her like smoke. Silver symbols glowed faintly across her skin, and her silver eyes burned brighter than I had ever seen before. The moment she appeared, every shadow around the ruins bent toward her.

Rebekah dropped the folder back into her hands, their palms sliding together in a brief, heavy warrior’s grip to bind the contract before they vanished in opposite directions through the dark. Across the district, inside the private chambers of the Onyx Moon Den, Sienna Okafor couldn't maintain the elegant, compliant expressions she had been putting on for the last three hours. She shoved her crystal glass across the dark wood table, trying to swallow down the suffocating resentment building in her chest before she finally lost her temper and dialed her pack patriarch.

)Teharan states. The memory fades as my hands slip from Haskar’s head. I sway a little as I open my eyes, but Orion grabs my hips to keep me from falling. He guides me to sit down beside him. This is the reason I don’t do this that often. It drains me. I hear Grayston tell someone to order something for me to eat and drink. I close my eyes and lean on Orion, soaking up his warmth. I feel something being set down in front of me, and I open my eyes to see a pile of food on a plate and a large cup of tea. I still feel tired but don’t feel as weak as I did. I will have to thank Grayston later for thinking of food after using that much power.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

Blood spills out from open wound. I take a step back as Valdis begins to stand again. He sheds his black armor, replacing it with deep ruby scales.  His scales, are cold as ice, blaze bright as an ever-flickering flame. His chest holds a hearth of burning fire, although in his remorseless heart lays rime much like the depths of his eyes. He lets out a huff of steamy air from his nose, staring on at me. The officials in the room gather in the back. Waves of fear roll from them in large bouts. My father stares into my eyes sending a large bout of dominance soaring through the room. The intense pressure has me gasping for air but I fight the urge to submit to him by releasing my own dominance.

My eyes rolled back in my head. I was vaguely aware of some screaming… maybe some crying. All I knew was I was at peace. Even if I died, Tatum’s baby will live. Sparks covered my body, but I felt cold. Then, the darkness took over. The same darkness that used to be comforting was now cold and unwanted. I wanted the light. I wanted Piercy. I wanted to live. If not for me, but to kiss Piercy again. To feel his hands on me. “Babygirl, come back. Please… please come back.”

Her eyes fly open, but she sees nothing, pupils blown wide with shock. The bond explodes between us like a star being born. I drop to my knees, unprepared for the sensory onslaught. Across from me, Rain does the same, a strangled sound escaping his throat. Dawn's consciousness floods into mine—fragments of her fear as she faced Sorin, her wonder at Rain's dragon form, her confusion and pain as the shadow magic drained her light. Beneath those immediate sensations run deeper currents—her determination, her loneliness, her hunger for belonging.

"I don't believe that. I can fix it. I can break it. There has to be a way." "There is," Orion said. "But not by hiding in the woods. Not by hoping visions and blood magic will save you." He reached into the satchel slung across his back and pulled out a small, battered leather book. He held it out to her. She hesitated, then took it. The cover was worn, the pages stained with old ink and ash. Her breath caught when she opened it. It was written in Old Vale script the language of her bloodline. Most of it was indecipherable, the ink faded, but one phrase had been circled in red:

They ate quietly and did their own business after. Xio gets the spare bed for James, and Dawn gets in, in her room, fixing her bed before lying down. She gets the book on the side table, beside her lampshade. She pulled it out from the bag and simply swept away the dust from the front cover. The cover is almost made from metal, -it is rusty and the book title engraved in there, the color is almost fading. “Hmm. This is interesting. I hope I can get something from here.” She thought and then flipped for the first page.

She said, “Only the Alpha and Luna is allowed. It’s forbidden to an Omega like myself.” I opened my mouth, then I shut it right back. I glanced around and it was the same as the books downstairs, only bigger and bounded by small chains for some resson. It made no sense to me. There were symbols at the edge of each book, intricate patterns carved onto the woods shelves, unlike the ones below. I was very curious about the ancient runes, hoping I could find more about it, more about him. The bond acted up again. I felt my throat run dry, for some reason its power was very potent right where I stood, draining every last bit of energy I had in me. So I ran back down.