Game Onyx Novels & Stories

Lifting my injured leg, I showed him the blood trickling down in a thin line. "Lick it clean, or I'll make sure you're carried out of here on a stretcher." Colton let out a disgusted sound, scrunching up his face. "That's gross." I shot him a glare. "You don't get it. Saliva's antiseptic." While we bantered back and forth, Zach turned to leave. Colton's bodyguards blocked the door, clearly unwilling to let him off so easily. A commotion erupted outside, and then Wynona burst through the door, right on cue.

I exhaled deeply, readying myself for another long day As we entered the dining room, the Alpha stood at the head of the room, commanding attention with his mere presence. “Welcome,” he began, his deep voice filling the room and sending questionable shivers down my spine as I took my seat alongside the other girls. The princesses, of course made sure to sit as close to him as posssible especially Valerie and Anna-Lise, their eyes practically sparkling as they gazed up at him. But he ignored them, his gaze sweeping across the room until his eyes landed on me. My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly looked down, focusing on the intricate designs carved into the table. “The Lunar Games will offi

He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground “Three days from now a metal vein will appear at this spot, weapons forged from it will be capable of killing them.” He added with a smile, he then pointed the finger at Amelia and another drop of god-blood flew from it and landed on her forehead before assimilating into her body and then her soul. Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body.

Despite the vibrant shine of luna, the dark sky was dominated by the looming shadows of despair. I sniffed and inhaled the addicting aroma of 1991's. Atleast, it calms my nerves for even just a little. I took a sip and savoured the rich taste as the aroma dominated my tastebud. I can feel the icy chills everytime the blow of the gushing wind touches my skin. Lonely, cold, and heavy. I drank in a straight shot the remaining liquid of the glass. The hot liquid directly burned my throat as I swallowed it through my system. I put back the empty glass on the table and went back to my favorite spot.

We hide behind the bushes and threes and Onyx nods to 4 of our men to take Jack's men down. They sneak up to them from behind the bushes before running up to them and tackling them in their run. The rest of us run out after them and spread around further into the territory taking down Jack's men as we go. I can feel Onyx's anger and adrenaline as he takes control and I feel like I am watching myself from outside of my body as Onyx aggressively takes down any man that attacks him. He looks around sniffing in the air trying to find our mate's smell, but she is not near enough for us to smell her yet. We keep running and tackling wolves before we reach one of the cellars. Onyx jumps down the st

Eros seemed to be going crazy with this fact. Kenzo glanced his eyes at Shawn, and Shawn quickly caught the implied code. Then the trigger of the gun began to be slowly pulled by Shawn, and finally made Eros momentarily silent, stiffened with a pale face. "Oh my God." whispered Eros, who reflexively closed his eyes for a moment. Kenzo raised his hand, he motioned for Shawn to stop. Then Eros took a deep breath, then he looked back at Kenzo. "Now you can start Old Man." said Kenzo, giving orders.

Onyx smiled at them, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Onyx Samaniego? The playboy, the guy who loves to string women along?" Mia said, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Woah! Don't accuse me, pretty lady. Yeah, I'm a playboy, but I never string women along. I always let them know what I can give them. It's not my fault if they get their hopes up," Onyx said, his voice smooth and confident. Mia rolled her eyes. "What do you want? You didn't come here to gloat about how Oz is failing, did you?" Mia asked, her voice sharp.

Onyx asked in a low voice, and Ophelia smirked grinding her moisten c*unt with his c*ock. "Your little buddy here is all excited and asking for attention. How long will you be able to keep in control before you give in and f*uck me?" She asked, biting her lower lip, and heard him growl in exasperation. He pressed himself harder halting her motion, "You're playing a dangerous game here, Captain." He leaned in, his lips brushing across the skin of her jaw. Ophelia chuckled and tilted her head slightly. Her hands grasped his collars and pulled him in closer. She whispered as her lips brushed against his earlobe. "Then let the game begin. Whoever gives in first, loses. You have till the day I le

They were his allies in this game, and together, they would execute the plan flawlessly. Little did Horacio know that he was walking into a carefully orchestrated trap. Max had meticulously planned every move, every conversation, to manipulate him and expose his true colors. It was a game of psychological warfare, and Max was determined to emerge as the victor. The night wore on, and Max's mind buzzed with anticipation. The stage was set, and the battle had begun. He would navigate through the intricate twists and turns of this revenge, leaving Horacio shattered in his wake. With a renewed sense of purpose, Max raised his beer and proposed a toast to friendship and loyalty. His friends clink

"A moment, boss." I didn’t have a moment. I didn’t have patience. Not when it came to her. Seconds ticked by, each one a lifetime, my fingers tightening around the phone, my knuckles white. The room around me blurred, the faces of the clan leaders fading into the background as I waited, my breath sharp, my pulse pounding in my ears. Then, Onyx." The name hit me like a physical blow. Onyx. The club was a den of sin and seduction, a place where the elite went to lose themselves. Where the music was loud, the lights were low, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and whiskey and desire.