Jeweled Onyx Panther Novels & Stories

Half Lycan, half werewolf. A leash disguised as a crown. A way to chain the last Lycan Enforcer to their throne, to breed me like livestock until my blood was diluted and my line was theirs and Lycans were just a story old wolves told to frighten pups. I looked at Armea. She was beautiful in the way a dagger was beautiful , crafted to cut, cold to the touch, deadly if mishandled and empty if not wielded. Her eyes promised power and politics, Not partnership.

“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

He sensed no animosity toward her from the large panther, rather, a need to protect her. From her mind he picked up memories of love for the animal. Jacob forced himself to back away, his golden muzzle snarling, his eyes blazing defiance, not submission. The black panther was clearly torn between following him and finishing the job and staying with the woman. Picking up that information from the panther reassured him even more. He backed away another two steps, not wanting to blunder by harming a creature his lifemate loved. Then another attack came from behind him.

Leo is what they named the leopard. “Seriously, another one.” Chris comments. “Oh shut up, Onyx is in love,” Kylani tells him. I see him give Phantom and Jade a glare, which those two ignore. I am still amazed at how damn big they are. Especially Phantom, but Jade and Leo are not far behind. Leo and Jade are pretty close to the same size. Onyx is not much smaller than them. I watch as Onyx rubs his head on the little wolf cub. She nips at his ear. I am pretty sure that he is claiming her. I am also positive that my nieces have made her immortal already. They have always had a soft spot for animals.

The black onyx stone. “Reinforcements, two minutes ETA!” Tonight’s fight is against the Moonstone pack, a rival pack from the north. Their Alpha, Sebastian, is a power-crazed coward. He sends a group of fighters to our borders, trespassing and then killing any of our pack members that lie in their path, but he never comes to fight himself. Afraid that I might kill him, he stays within the safe confines of his territory, protected by a large group of guards. His obsession is on getting the stone that I wear on my neck and he is not the only one.

"What do you suggest? he asked. Being priestess of the Motherhood of Noor, Laria knew well the characteristics and power that emanated from each gem. "I'll take these," she said, detaching one of the opals and a quartz from the golden serpent Theobald had just snatched. She then joined the stones to form a half-moon-shaped gemstone. "I'll try taking them to the order. There, we will guard and protect them. Randal," she added, addressing her eldest son. "Take these. . ." She extended her hand to give him the remaining opal and its respective quartz which she had already joined together to form the other half-moon shaped gem. "Go south to Antair, or even further to Pelair. It is necessary to k

Even with the tentacles ready to do unpleasant things, he entered many fortresses, in which he saw him with a lot of desire to add one plus one, fear kept them away, but there were the foolish and brave, who invested, and they insisted on facing him. Displacer panthers are very aggressive and will attack anything, but as their eyes are much sought after as amulets by thieves, I think that gives them the right to be aggressive, that was his mission, he needed to catch them.

Tonight wasn't just a romantic dinner—it was the night I planned to ask Summer to become my Luna officially, to bind our lives together before the entire pack. After Ethan left, I retrieved the small velvet box from my desk drawer, opening it to admire the ring once more. The platinum band gleamed in the light, featuring a stunning oval moonstone at its center, surrounded by a circle of diamonds that caught the light like stars. The inner band was etched with ancient wolf runes signifying eternal mating bonds. My mind drifted back to three weeks ago when I'd visited Anton, the pack's master jeweler, to commission this piece... "Alpha Blackwood," Anton had greeted me with a respectful bow as

It was the watch that caught her attention this time. It sat on Ophelia’s vanity—a limited edition Patek Philippe, encrusted with tiny diamonds, the gold reflecting light like liquid fire. The kind of watch that screamed money and power. Wren reached for it, her eyes gleaming with greed. Her fingers brush against the smooth, cold surface. But before she could lift it, Ophelia’s hand shot out, snatching it away. The sharp snap of the clasp shutting was deafening in the quiet room.

For once, I did not try to make myself appear smaller. Greta adjusted the fabric over my shoulder and smiled at my reflection. “You look like a Luna.” “I am a Luna.” Her smile widened. “Exactly.” On the vanity rested the ceremonial crown. It was not delicate. Ironclaw did not create delicate things. The crown was made of dark silver, shaped like two wolves facing each other beneath a crescent moon. Small black stones had been set into the metal, catching the morning light. I lifted it carefully. My hands trembled.