Invictus Onyx Novels & Stories

S H E S T O O D A few feet away from the tall mound of stone and marble that cast a shadow over her from the setting sun. For an unknown reason, Natasha found herself visiting that place more than once in a week, just to let out the day's weight and gaze upon the twenty-foot statue of the Blue Streak which captured him in a sprinting position and the large lightning bolt emblem plastered to his chest being the only thing that had color as a blue glowing lamp enclosed in a glass case was attached on top of it, highlighting the emblem.

"Since you believe Sandra is a ghost, let me show you the haunt. I will forge a 'Luna-Guard' chest plate right here, on this stage. The theme is Neo-Metropolis—urban warfare for the modern pack. If any of you think you can match an Ashford's fire, step forward." The challenge was a thunderclap. For the next three hours, the arena was filled with the scent of ozone and burning silver. I didn't use the high-tech automated hammers; I used the old ways—the rhythmic strike of steel on steel, my movements a blur of calculated violence. When I finally quenched the plate in the cooling vat, the steam rose like a protective spirit. The design was a masterpiece of tourmaline-injected silver, a futuris

What material could withstand the heat? Dark circles formed under her eyes. She scoured book after book until, at last, she found it–onyxite. Once refined, onyxite was like iron and jade, both sturdy and heat-resistant. Excited by the discovery, she flipped the page. Her smile froze. The book stated that all known onyxite mines had been depleted a century ago. Frustration surged through her. Had she known earlier, she never would have used that weapon design to gain favor. She had placed too much faith in Jane's abilities.

His armor was a patchwork of every sector he had ever been forced to "Sanitize." "Nyx?" Lyra asked, her blade lowering for a fraction of a second. The Nyx-Echo didn't speak. He slammed his obsidian blade into the white-glass floor. A wave of "Violet Vengeance" expanded from the strike, traveling through the Elite Viewers and out into the city.

player 6 declared. "This is bad." Audella whispered. "Let's get down to business and kill them!!" player 5 declared and immediately attacked them. Audella managed to kick the guy's hand. Eleonna immediately picked up his swiss knife. Player 6 was approaching her way so she threw the sharp glass in her pocket to his feet. She did it with full force that the glass was badly buried in his leg that made him fall, but Eleonna didn't see player 3 coming from behind her. Player 3 managed strike her head that caused her to fall as well.

He had this made. With a reverence Davidson had never seen in him, Brian opened the box slowly. Nested in on a bed of faded black velvet was a signet ring. It was heavy, masculine, made of a dark, almost blackened gold. Its face was not stamped with a corporate logo or some modern motif, but with an ornate, savage-looking crest: a hawk in flight, grasping a single, barbed arrow in its claws. Underneath it, in Latin, was a motto: **Sola Virtus Invicta **– "Virtue Alone Unconquered." The irony of the motto, given their circumstances, was not lost on Davidson.

“We are not going to rush into a fight we cannot win just to prove we are not afraid. We are going to be patient in return. We are going to use this time. We are going to find her weakness, because she has one. Everything has one. And when we find it, we will be ready.” I did not shout it. I said it steadily, the way you say something you believe down to your bones. The response was not cheering. It was something quieter and stronger than cheering. People looked at each other and then back at me, and the fear in the room shifted slightly. It did not disappear. But it became the useful kind again instead of the paralysing kind. After the gathering, I met with the inner circle. Nyx spread out

"Which is?" He pulled out his phone and sent me a link without saying a word. I clicked it - and was immediately assaulted by an ad that screamed testosterone. ALPHA MAX: UNLEASH THE BEAST BOOST STRENGTH. STAMINA. SUPREMACY. ENDORSED BY RETIRED MMA FIGHTERS AND YOUR UNCLE WHO SWEARS BY GINSENG NOT RECOMMENDED FOR THE FAINT OF HEART OR THOSE WHO FEAR THEIR OWN POWER Everything was in bold red font, as if subtlety had been declared illegal.

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Apollo let out a huff, before he says to Ambrogio, “You are no match for me, even with your army of Selene’s wolves behind you. I’m a God, and it is time to take what I want, and stop playing these games with you mortals.” Standing up straight, I moved from peering around Ambrogio, as I looked over to see my Uncle Bishop ready to pounce on Apollo at any moment, but I knew that if he was going to have a fighting chance to sink his teeth into Apollo’s flesh, I had to help him. Pulling the sunstone and the telus over my head, I felt their power radiating from them as they touched the bare flesh of my chest.