Ghosts Of Onyx Novels & Stories

Leori called upon his courage, rallying his comrades to stand strong against the spectral onslaught. Swinging his sword with unwavering resolve, Leori cleaved through the ghostly apparitions. Robin's arrows whizzed through the air, finding their mark with deadly accuracy. Adonis and Ethan fought back-to-back, their martial prowess a dance of swift strikes and calculated defense. Erica, with her innate connection to the mystical, unleashed a wave of energy that banished the ghosts back into the depths from which they emerged. The air grew thick with tension as they continued their journey. Suddenly, the ground rumbled beneath their feet, and towering ogres emerged from the shadows. These hulk

My only supporter in the big Palace was Vincent, and he was buried under the weight of official work. Taking it as a sign of weakness due to hunger, I sighed and stretched my hand to close the window, trying to sleep was the last thing I could do. However, my hand collided with something cold in the darkness, sending shivers down my spine. An involuntary shriek escaped my mouth as a pair of red eyes illuminated like pools of fire. “Gotcha!” A booming laughter following my scream prickled goosebumps over my skin, it took me a second to recognize that cold voice. Onyx squinted her nose and scoffed,

"Just take care of Sapphire and Phoebe. Xenia and Nordika are a few cells away from here," Roxanne didn't complain further and Onyx trotted out of the enclosure and out of the vaults of Black Fur Pack and promptly, Onyx was circled with those demon-like figures. Her hands clutched into fists angrily. "I don't have time for this," she uttered and with that, she charged and they also plunge in.

I opened the door when I heard someone knock dragging me out of my despaired thoughts about having the worst conversation ever with Adrian, and was now wishing there was a peep hole, because I definitely wouldn’t have opened it if I saw who was on the other side. I stared up into her fierce violet eyes. The color popped against her pale skin. She studied me with a critical squint. I was sure she was about to snap at me. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know Onyx didn’t like me very much. Maybe it was because of the relationship I had with her brother or maybe it was just because I was breathing. I hadn’t actually done anything to her, but she was crazy and vicious, and I didn’t attempt t

"Onyx?" She called for him but received no response, and as she began to look around screaming his name, the bright blue sky was obscured by dark clouds. Ophelia frowned at the sudden change in weather and moved closer to the tree line that surrounded the open field. When lightning struck, she scurried towards the trees. Ophelia's heart thumped against her ribcage when a calloused hand grabbed her ankle. She fearfully looked down and huffed with relief when she saw it was Onyx. But terror consumed her whole when his beautiful blues changed to an ugly shade of yellow and the ground beneath her feet started to melt into a puddle of water. Onyx started sinking pulling her with him into the wate

Onyx suddenly said in my head. “Axel...” I called, flicking my gaze at him. “Onyx said—” “I know. Orion just told me now,” he interrupted. A wide smile formed on my face. “So what do we do?” He lunged forward, shifting in the process. Orion’s voice wafted through my head: “Catch me if you can, Onyx.” Without hesitation, Onyx shifted into her form, chasing after Orion while they had the time of their lives.

[The Ghost Army] The heavy oak door of the wine cellar didn't just open; it exploded inward, reduced to a spray of splinters by a synchronized kinetic charge. Through the dust, four Ghost units moved with a terrifying, insectoid grace. Their tactical visors weren't glowing with the standard blue of the Regency; they were pulsing with a deep, oily black—the mark of the Heir. "Dante!" I screamed, diving behind a row of ancient, dust-covered casks.

“Faintly.” “And Aren?” Onyx went quiet. “No.” Aurora’s hands slowed. Onyx looked toward the sea. “The old Guardian memories are quieter too.” “Gone?” “No.” He thought about it. “Farther away.” Luna nodded. “Good?” “I think so.” Aurora finished the bandage and released his hand. Onyx looked at it. “This is unnecessarily large.” “You complained.” “I mentioned discomfort.” “You complained dramatically.” “I learned from Darius.”

Black as midnight. A phantom.

So she cancelled that option "He's just lucky I need him" ****************************************** Austin found it difficult to close his eyes at night, what in God's name did he just do. A war with a ghost? "Urghhh" he muffled into his pillow as he pressed his face against it. "What is wrong with me!!"