Club Onyx Murders Novels & Stories

I tell him the exact time and almost everything else I remember about the details from that night at the club. “Jason and Selah’s testimony is that she left them three hours before you met her at that club. Three hours is more than enough time to kill the alpha and luna in their sleep,” Simion hisses. “You’re alpha now, you can’t simply look the other way. Spare her, and chaos will be unleashed upon the pack.” There’s an unsettling feeling in my gut. Evidence doesn’t lie. That morning, the bodies were already cold and still, which meant they’d been dead for at least twelve hours. Which means—no.

She clicked the top blog post and started to read. TWO PEOPLE FOUND DEAD AT SEATTLE’S BEST’S PARKING LOT: On the evening of February 16th, two people were found dead by Seattle’s Best’s employee Jenny Sparks. The bodies were identified as Fred Rocco and Nelson Rocco, the owners of Rocco Brothers. The bruises and cuts found in the bodies proved that the brothers were tortured before their throats were slashed. The murder weapon, which was found in Fred Rocco’s pockets, had multiple fingerprints. Two of them were from the brothers themselves, while the other two were from Vivien and Roger Warren.

Lia's POV The club was impossible to miss—a sleek, modern building with matte black exterior and the name "ONYX" in glowing white neon letters above the entrance. A line of well-dressed people snaked down the sidewalk, waiting to get past the velvet ropes where two large bouncers were checking IDs and deciding who was cool enough to enter. We climbed out of the Uber and I immediately felt self-conscious. The line was long and everyone looked impossibly stylish and beautiful and like they belonged here in a way I wasn't sure I did.

I had too much shit on my plate already. "Is that what you came here for? to lecture me?" I say coldly with a raised eyebrow. He puts his hands up in defense and moves back. He walks up to my desk, dropping printed images on it. The fuck is this? "There's been another killing in one of your club. Looks like its by the same person too." He says pointing out the initials i've seen before on the body. A.M. Whoever did this was angry. The dead corpse was left on a gruesome bed. It looked terrible, with slashes all over his naked body and blood everywhere. His balls was in his mouth too. It didn't phase me too much though. I've lived through worst.

She had heard good things about the club like how beautiful it was, how spacious it was, how grand it was, how the security was tight. Even though she was happy her heart was beating like a drum. She could even hear the lub-dub of her heart. She was scared to face Tikhon. She had heard stories about him, how ruthless he was. She knew that he ordered his daughter’s murder and killed so many people, but no law enforcement was able to catch him. The people who tried to go against him were either bought or killed. She kept gulping all the way. Finally, Michelangelo stopped his car at the gate and talked to the guard. He nodded and let Prestige in too.

he mentioned casually and I frowned. “Care to elaborate?” My words more like a demand than a question. “Remember I mentioned weeks ago, that Flanagan’s secret club started to get more people?” He held my gaze as he waited for my reply, as soon as he noticed I wasn’t responding, he continued. “Well, the club’s name is ‘The Revenge Club’ and she just joined it last night, I am, of course, part of it.” What the hell does Roanne want in a club like… oh, Sebastian. I noticed she was wearing a piece of fabric around her neck and it covered the bruises left by that asshole. She wanted revenge from him, and Violet loves the drama.

“The prodigal stepdaughter returns. And with the road captain, no less. You two look.. cozy.” A couple of the older members shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Zander’s voice boomed as he said, “We need to call church. There's an emergency.” Hawk raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been gone for weeks, playing house, and now you want to call church? What’s the emergency, exactly?” I stepped forward before Zander could answer. “The emergency is that my father was murdered by someone inside this club. And we have proof.” The room became filled with murmurs.

Yes, they separated all murders and didn't mention that they had been found together nor did they mention that there were students. Black texted me back. “You were right. They all went to the same club that night. The Night Crab. New club. They didn't know each other though.” Great, so that's safe to say that's where the killer had seen them. And to complete the final piece of the puzzle, the news came in. The other three had been found earlier today. As I looked at the picture that had been taken, I realised that it was the reason for the traffic earlier. Gosh, I had been so close to them.

Rexton muttered and immediately pulled the trigger twice. The bullet pierced through Demetrius heart and he díed on the spot. Rexton smiled widely. ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••CLUB•• Amour stood outside the club staring at the exit of the club while checking the time. The door to the exit opened and a man walked out with two women by his side. One look at them, one could tell they were high on alcohol. Amour checked her phone and it was indeed the man, she immediately walked to him

I’ll be home tomorrow. ALESSANDRA: Okay. After my call with him, I did as he said. After dinner, I went back to bed. I was drained, mentally and physically. KIAN I was sitting in the office of the Onyx Club in New York, and the manager was in front of me. “So tell me again, why did you think it was a good fucking idea to bring drugs into my club?” “I… well… the clients,” he began stuttering. “Roscoe, find someone to replace him.”