Fourth Wing Onyx Storm Novels & Stories

My body felt as if it were on fire. Every nerve ending was pulsing in hot agony. I felt Onyx break the restraints in my mind, making my head pulse with tiny explosions of pain. Then he forced the shift, all within a matter of seconds. ‘Where the hell have you been?’ ‘Later,’ he growled, ‘I have some business to take care of first.’ I knew exactly what business he was referring to. Onyx was a bloodthirsty wolf. He loved the hunt. Loved being on the front lines. But more importantly, he loves to protect.

“Hurry up human. You had your time with our mate, now it’s my time.” “Ok Onyx, but remember, we have to get back, so no funny business.” “Whatever.” Onyx says and pushes his way to the front. He is such an impatient wolf. “I heard what you were thinking human” I quickly shift, and Onyx walks up to Tamaska in all his midnight black glory. Onyx is taller than Tamaska, but only by a little. They are a perfect match. Onyx looks like the night sky and Tamaska looks like the moon itself shining in the night sky.

Her throat was still sore even. She had wailed, pleaded and cried to the council that it was not true. She had pleaded for a chance to prove her innocence. But who was going to believe an Omega over an Alpha? Definitely not the council. After what seemed like a lifetime, Storm felt the storm stopping. The violent and noisy rustling of the leaves reduced and the howling of the wind too. She might as well continue on her journey to the unknown. She was just following her nose and instincts. Anywhere had to be better than the quarters.

Then the announcer’s voice sounded from the speakers, carrying across the room. “Welcome everyone. Today, we gather to honor the joining of two bloodlines. Lucas Storm, heir of the Storm Pack, and Brittney Walsh.” A murmur rippled through the hall. Brittney stepped out from the opposite side of the platform, glowing in her ceremonial white. The dress clung to her frame like mist, making her look angelic. Her hair braided back with silver ribbons. She smiled a soft and sure smile, like she was certain of what she wanted. She stood next to me and whispered “Hi Lucas. Don't worry, we go this.”

He’d chosen a good time to introduce her since nobody had started drinking yet and most of them at least looked human. “Everyone here calls me Wrath,” he said softly. “Okay.” She nodded her head. “You don’t have to try and remember everyone’s names, just look at their vests, names and ranks are patched on.” “That makes things easier,” she said and seemed to relax a little. Nitro walked toward him and they grabbed each other in an arm hug. “Hey, Wrath.” “Thanks for letting me bring her here,” Jake said. “Never a problem for you. Club’s going back on lockdown, so now’s a good time to keep her out of sight here.”

"I'm not standing in your shadow tonight, Rhys. We fight as one." Rhys’s dark lips curved into a proud, dangerous smile. He leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers for one quiet, intense second. "Show them what a true Relic Keeper looks like, Little Wolf." BUZZZZZZZZZZ! The hydraulic blast doors hissed open, letting in a wall of sound, light, and roaring heat. "ENTERING THE OCTAGON!" the announcer's amplified voice boomed across the stadium. "THE UNDEFEATED APEX ALPHA, RHYS STORMFANG! AND THE LAST HEIR OF THE VANCE LINEAGE, AGNES VANCE!"

This is the second in the insanity Series dealing with the Watson's and the two characters of Max and Deanna. The third will be released in November of 2020. The name of it is Breaking the eye wall. It continues shortly after where Weathering the storm leaves off. A tie in series will be released in December called "The nightmare begins." This story though fictionalized did happen in the US in late 2019. The charaters will be along or the journey in Breaking the eye wall but they will have their own series called "Nightmare". This is the first book in that series.

“What? How is that possible? I thought only lycan’s could speak in beast form.” “We are special.” Athena simply answered. “That you are my mate. There is no one like you. Ok Onyx is ready to come out.” He laughed as I could see his eyes changing as Onyx was pushing forward to take charge. He got undressed and Athena didn’t look away and I was so glad she didn’t because the sight before was other worldly. All I could see was muscles for days and damn that ass. Onyx shifted and looked at us. Athena wasn’t even embarrassed. Onyx stood maybe a foot and a half taller than Athena. He looked dangerous, midnight black with what seemed to be touches of light brown on some of his fur, but the thing th

She crashed into the starlit floor, gasping, smoke curling from her palms. “You are bound to me now,” Fenris said, stepping closer. “Your love made you weak.” She raised her head, silver fire burning in her gaze. “No,” she hissed, rising to her feet. “My love made me unstoppable.” She roared — and her Onyx wolf burst out, colossal and radiant, fangs like obsidian swords, eyes like eclipses. She lunged. The god met her head-on. Storm and shadow collided, shaking the realm to its core.

“So you still like being stroked there.” A blast of rage exploded in Tasha’s mind and zoomed through her body. Oh, she’d slaughter them both! Amber for being a slut, and Onyx for betraying every promise he’d made since he arrived. In seconds, she was up the steps and opening the front door. Stunned, she stopped dead and frowned. Onyx looked up at her from his spot on the gray vinyl floor where he was crouched, petting Kass, who was still in her wolf form. And that was when it fell into place. He hadn’t been talking to Tasha, he’d been talking to Kass while Tasha looked on, chatting away. Relief washed over Tasha, making the rage subside. Her wolf wasn’t totally relaxed—her focus was on Sansa