Dawn Of Onyx Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alpha Prince Orion pov I knew the difference in Onix’s howl and this was not pain , this was joy . As I start to take in what is going on around me Onix becomes silent allowing me to think for a moment . The scent of my mate grew and her small hand that is firmly held in my large hand started to twitch .

He took a long, greedy sip. And then the vampire’s body seemed to be pierced by hundreds of small burning daggers. Taken aback, Onyx staggered back, tearing his hand, still holding the heart, out of the man's body and falling onto the cold stone floor. An unbearable heat burned across his throat, causing the vampire to wheeze in pain. Kitoria cocked her crossbow, not understanding what was happening to the vampire she had tamed. The world around Onyx was spinning, merging into one blurry, multi-colored spot. A gentle chill ran through his body, throwing him into the darkness of unconsciousness...

The door to the bathroom suddenly burst open, and Casper and I stared at each other. I realized it wasn't Casper standing there, but his wolf, Ray. His eyes were clouded with desire and desire, and he seemed almost feral in his predatory gaze. I could sense the lust and possessiveness radiating from him, and I felt a stirring of arousal within me. Hyna fought for control, struggling to meet her mate. Ray's eyes were fixed on me, unblinking and intense. I felt another wave of pain course through my body, and I let out a low moan. He sniffed the air and his eyes turned completely black.

And with that promise echoing in his heart, he surged forward, his pack close behind, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. A few hours later, the first light of dawn crept over Blackthorn, painting the ruined courtyard with muted gold and crimson hues. In that fragile morning glow, Diego stood atop a shattered wall, surveying the aftermath of last night’s battle. Amid the remnants of shattered stone and spilled blood, a familiar sound stirred hope in his weary heart—the steady, resolute voices of his pack.

Dawn’s POV: I hoped that I was dead, and that this immense peace I felt was from the inside. But it wasn’t, and I wasn’t dead. When I woke up, I realized that it was now late at night and that I was still on the damp floor of the dungeon and in the position I’d been in earlier. I blinked slowly as I tried to focus on what was happening around me but nothing was, and while the three burly men were nowhere to be found, I couldn’t help but be afraid, afraid that they might return.

Xenia proceeded, then she faced the bars, and with a flash of her eyes, the iron doors blast opened and Onyx didn't waste any time and scampered down the foyer of the pack vaults, passing cell after cell filled with prisoners that unfurled their hands towards her for help, finally, she arrived at her destination and hastily broke into the cell. "Roxanne!" Onyx blat, rushing toward the mindless form of the three girls shackled and back rested against the wall. She hunched and placed her fingers on Roxanne's neck, feeling her throb but the she-wolf stirred awake and eyed aghast at the Omega.

’’ Gore grunted. ’’It’s not like you tell me things.’’ Harlow pouted. ’’Harlow, you should have said something, this now changes everything.’’ Karina put in. *** "Soon, the darkness will fully manifest itself," Onyx laughed as Harlow struggled to move in her dream. "No matter what you do, you will always have the darkness in you, and very soon I will come for you to harvest it, making you my ultimate weapon." Harlow groaned out as she woke from her sleep, she felt something caressing her face.

“When you turn eighteen, you are to go through a ritual. It will start your journey to either light or dark. You will face one year and six months on the dark side and the light side. At the age of twenty-one, your soul chose whose side you’ll be on.” “So, about my hands, why are they turning purple?” Ivy said putting her hands on the table for him to see. “Because Daniel forced the start of your journey, your body is turning, the Dark Dweller part of you is coming out, that is why you need to understand you cannot feed into darkness. You have to stay in the light you have to learn from Nick,” he said clearing his throat, his eyes never left hers.

She closed her eyes, but by the time she opened them again he was gone. Now alone, she turned back towards the entrance to the cave and instinctively reached for her weapon with the longest range; a silver crossbow with lapis gemstones welded into the metal plates at the end. With a few steps forward, she crossed the threshold into the cave. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, but she wasted no time and advanced further through the tunnel.

*You still speak as though possession offends you, Darius Blackwood, yet you spent most of your life calling him your wolf. Darius's face hardened. "That was before I understood what he was." *And now?* "Now I know his name." For a split second, Onyx's expression shifted. Aurora saw it too. "Onyx, listen to him." The silver eyes turned to her. *You are not part of this.* Aurora didn't let go of his hand. "I'm making myself part of it." A hint of irritation flickered across Onyx's borrowed face. The old man who had warned them away from the eastern city moved slowly towards the wall, his silver blade raised. "Do not answer its questions."