Gold Flecked Onyx Eyes Novels & Stories

I just remember what happened next. A large, onyx wolf emerged suddenly from the clearing. His luminous golden eyes were fixated upon me, staring deep into my own like he was trying to search for some secret I might have been keeping. Again, I was a little girl. I didn’t have any secrets. At least that’s what I thought.

he commanded sharply, cutting off his own thoughts. She unwrapped the sparkly paper with shaking hands and slowly opened the box, finding a breathtaking emerald-stoned necklace resting on the silk. The delicate necklace was beautifully adorned with heavy emerald stones. The rich colors of the forest and light green perfectly brightened up the small navy-colored velvet box. Just like her luminous forest-green eyes had completely brightened up his dark, empty world. Her eyes grew massively wide in shock. She looked up at him, violently shaking her head again.

“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

Emma's eyes held a hidden sarcasm, but when Jadeite looked closer, he saw nothing. Unbeknownst to her, her cold demeanor seemed to project a minor issue as something significant. Felicia's heart was filled with resentment. Her beautiful eyes blinked rapidly as if cloaked in a veil of mist, radiating a beauty beyond imagination. Like tears about to fall, her fluttering eyelashes seemed to possess the charm of a pear blossom in a rain shower, moving the hearts of those who gazed upon her.

‘Tiny mate,’ a deeper, more growly voice left James’ lips, making my eyes widen, ‘You cannot say things like that without consequences. A smirk spread on James’ lips before he leaned down and nipped the skin on my neck. “You are…” this time, my tongue wouldn’t work. I felt mesmerized by the swirling glow of Onyx’s eyes in place of the deep, emerald green I was used to. ‘Onyx,’ he finished the sentence for me, ‘I have been dying to meet you.’ He leaned down, running his nose along the length of my neck, ‘You smell divine, tiny. Absolutely divine. Like sweet peaches and freshly cut roses.’

Not with Gabriel here, his amber eyes locked on mine, fierce and unyielding. Nyx floated closer, her form gliding through the distorted air like she owned it. Her eyes gleamed with that same predatory amusement, her lips curling into a smirk that made my blood boil. "Look at you, little heir," she said, her voice silky and mocking, carrying over the hum of energy. "Clinging to your mate like he can save you from what's coming. The avatar sees all—the flaws in your precious moonstone system, the cracks you've ignored for too long."

“She said she was coming. Not to hurt me. But to… finish something.” I sat beside her slowly, careful not to startle the bond still crackling faintly between us. She looked like one wrong move would make her unravel completely. “She called herself Delun?” I asked, low and steady. Nyx nodded. “She had eyes like fire. Golden. Not amber, like wolves. Brighter. Like they’d been lit by stars.” My gut clenched. That was exactly how the records described her. I reached into my coat pocket—where I kept a folded scrap of parchment that had lived with me for too long. Something I’d copied years ago from the ruins of a rogue enclave destroyed by the Obscured Order.

Grady leans a fraction. “Onyx?” he asks the part of him that bares teeth only for need. Hold, Onyx says, rumble over our matebond. The fox thread Sable seeded under the third stone shivers, the line Nova saw this morning tries to be funny. My mark heats, the house hum warns me the way your body warns you about bad meat. “Girls,” I say without looking, and Zara steps into the crowd we seeded on purpose today with aunties. Children lift, chatter changes flavor and the world glances to its corners.

It lived in her now too. The baby shifted gently, lashes fluttering before her eyes opened just slightly. For a fleeting second, the light caught them. They were gold. Not soft gold like Orion’s. Something brighter. Honey. It faded as quickly as it appeared, her gaze unfocused and newborn again. But Selene’s breath hitched. Orion had seen it too. Their eyes met over the small body between them. He did not speak. He didn't need to. Outside the nursery, the palace continued its careful rhythm, unaware that something extraordinary had just blinked into the world.

His hand was on my wrist instantly pulling it up, my hair blowing off my shoulder from the speed of his actions as he looked down at my perfectly intact hand. His eyes were pure black, I wasn't dealing with Nixon anymore as Onyx shoved me against the wall by my face, frantic as he pulled my hand up to inspect it himself and then pressed the back of it against his cheek once he was satisfied. He slid his hand up my forearm until it reached his mark; a light purr rattled through him as he blinked, bringing Nixon's never-ending light eyes back. They were so light it seemed impossible, like the palest form of citrine that you could see right through, and yet you'd never reach the bottom. “What