German Edition Onyx Storm Novels & Stories

It smelled of ozone and damp marble. The Onyx Guard had dug in. They were not using kinetic rifles or energy pikes. They had deployed heavy tripods mounted with sleek, white cannons. The devices hummed with a frequency so high it made my inner ear throb. "Shields up!" Neoma shouted. Her voice was a rough rasp. I saw the muscles in her neck cord as she threw a gravity wall in front of us. The air in front of her distorted, rippling like heat off a radiator.

|ORION| Stop. I looked down at my hands, crimson red pooled over them. My sword trembled in my grasp, and my breath quickened. “O-or-Ori-on,” I gasped, raising my head to see onyx eyes looking at me. His dark hair was stained in blood, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the scene before him. Blood stained the ground, a stark reminder of the violence that had unfolded in its midst. His accusing gaze burned into my soul with an intensity that seared through me like a flame.

“I say, stop it now!” “We are live! We can’t…” Thomas pulled the boom arm off its stand and struck it hard against the Leica APO-Telyt-R 1:5.6/1600mm. The collective gasp that went through the crew as they saw the expensive camera crash to the ground didn’t stop Thomas. Seeing that Thomas had done himself in more than she had intended. Reyona said, “Well, I guess that wraps up the interview.” She stood up to leave, but Thomas rounded on her.

I continued. In a blink of an eye, Sunny put her ID card near the wall. We wait impatiently in the lift. My heart thumped out of my chest. My ears ringing in anticipation. The others don't look much different. I could hear their harsh breath, their feet tapping on the floor, and click-clack of their weapons being checked the ammunitions multiple times. A ting informed us that the lift had finally reached the base. My heart dropped. There is nothing left. The floor is covered in bodies laying on top of one another.

He could not get his eyes off the victim even as the ward was now brightly lit to dispel any impression of night time. The ward was quite a lengthy room with eight bunk beds on either side of room well spaced apart from each other. Donovan proceeded to take a more pedantic examination across the ward, checking the furniture content and equipment for details. He paced along the isle to the end of the room away from Natasha's bed. Everything looked perfect and safe. But as Donovan made to turn away from the desk upon which a landline phone was perched, a ring blared out of the landline phone. The ring was so loud and almost deafening Donovan had no choice than to pick up the phone’s receiver i

Who is going to know? KILLER: That’s awesome. Chris is going there next week as well. Going to help out the newbies. Maybe I can go with and see you there. I’m not usually for breaking rules but that rule is ridiculous. No chance Hailstorm wants to join….? HAILSTORM: Mm… lemme think – seeing a bunch of wolves in the icy cold while you two cuddle up with your mates, sorry girls. That’s a no from me KILLER: The boys will be so busy there will be no time to cuddle Hailstorm, so it will just be us

They didn’t even know what territory she was breathing in! Orion swiped to the second photo. The study went dead quiet. His Beta stared at the screen for a long moment, then he set the phone down carefully. His expression gave nothing away, entirely blank, and that lack of reaction made Storm’s blood boil even faster. Storm waited for his friend to say something, anything. “Well?” he growled. Orion met his gaze squarely. “Now I see why you look ready to tear someone apart.” Storm shoved out of his chair and he surged to his feet. “Who the fuck is he?”

With his head held high, Alfred retorted, "I know exactly what I'm doing. Let's get one thing straight. I've been fed up with you for ages. For three years, I've been asking for some legitimacy, but you've stubbornly refused, leaving me to be mocked as the gigolo. Who are you trying to fool with your so-called deep love? "You're fond of Nelson, right? Well, today, you're going to watch him get degraded." Alfred seized Jennifer by the hair, his smirk directed at me like a challenge. "Let's get this show on the road." I watched the men charge at me with a cool detachment. Then, suddenly, the sound of gunfire erupted from outside, and one by one, the attackers crumpled to the ground. Alfred's e

Eighteen Years Ago The Shadow Pack burned that night; the storm came first, then came the lightning. It split the sky in two; thunder shook the very foundation of the pack, like the growl of a vengeful god. The rain lashed out, falling heavily, but it didn't quench the fire swallowing the packhouse whole. The flames devoured the Alpha's mansion and everything that stood in their way. Hidden in the hollow oak tree is a child with jet-black hair clutching a leather-bound book to her chest.

My voice so low, I know only she could hear it. Rosa’s eyes widen, but I can smell her arousal. The way her body came alive at the thought of being taken right here… in the middle of this busy street. ‘I need to taste her,’ Onyx growls, trying to claw his way to the forefront of my mind. ‘If you don’t get us home within the next few minutes, I’ll drag her into an empty alleyway and show her that we follow through on our threats.’ Fear fills my mind. Onyx can be… untamed. Feral in some ways. He is a beast at heart, but sometimes I find that he lacks humanity entirely.