Noble Audio Onyx Novels & Stories

yow! Audrey: You should have known!!! Ohhhhh-- Now I'm done believing you..... You don't know what I'm feeling... Nero: Yeh c' mon DJ Jhay-nooze in the mix!!!" Audrey: I'm more than what... you gave to me... I followed the voice.. you gave to meeee... Nero: YEh! YEh! YEh! Audrey: And now I gonna find-------- "-----WHO"S RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!!"

Nox let out a low, guttural sound in the back of his throat. “I swear to you as an Alpha and your mate that they won’t get away with what they’ve done to you. I’m going to kill them all. I’m going to wipe Gideon’s pack from the fucking map, and destroy every camp, safe house, and facility Phineas owns. Once we’re done, there won’t be anyone left to hurt you.” I licked at my dry lips and croaked, “I want to help. I—I need to help.” Nox grabbed a glass of water from the beside table and pressed it into my hands. I nearly dropped it, marveling at how cold the condensation felt against my skin. I guzzled it so quickly that my stomach clenched painfully.

I sit on the edge of my bed in the half-dark, thighs pressed together against the low throb that's been building since the delivery box arrived this afternoon. The new Nexus Veil headset stares back at me from its sleek black case, matte finish catching the faint blue glow from my bedside lamp. No bulky straps like the old models. This one is a slim visor with soft neural pads that mold to your temples and a thin band that wraps around the back of your skull. They say it reads your arousal metrics down to the millisecond, syncs haptic feedback straight to your nervous system.

"It’s to replace that sad excuse you’ve been hauling to every away game." Noah snorted. "Hey, that bag’s vintage." "That bag was a threat to public health." Grinning, Noah leaned across the table and kissed him quickly. "Fine. Thank you. It’s the nicest bag in the world." Sterling reached under the table and set a second package in front of him. "You’re doing more?" "Of course." Noah opened the next gift, pulling out a set of matte black, high-end noise-cancelling headphones. When he turned them in his hands, he caught the subtle engraving: Rivers #88.

she asked with concern as I led her to our usual spot "What's going on, Shane?" she asked again. I took a deep breath, launching into the details of what I had discovered. "I've been digging into the new Neuroxine and it's a Nexus Override, a neutralizer to make everyone back to being just normal. But they don't know yet that to activate it we need a DNA sample from someone different" I said. "Someone like, Max and by her DNA I mean tons of testing, DNA processing, everything in the book."

This call is too important to get distracted. The phone crackles, and I hear the familiar voice of my older brother, Nero, come through. “Orion, Arkyn, you there?” “Yeah, we’re here,” I say, my voice a little rougher than I’d like. Arkyn nods silently next to me, his sharp gaze flicking between the phone and the door, always alert, always ready. “Good. Aeron’s with me,” Nero continues, and I can hear a faint rustle as Aeron presumably shifts closer to the phone on their end. “Let’s get started.”

"Yes, Mr. Arnoult. If all goes according to plan, we should get the results soon." As he sat behind his laptop, conducting his virtual conference early in the morning, Onyx's rich voice boomed in the empty balcony. "Okay, then, I'll see you again when you return. Mr. Reighs, have a nice day." Onyx sighed as he sipped his coffee and shut off his laptop. His gaze is drawn to the lovely garden that surrounds the hotel.

It would be a 24 weeks program in one of the best hospitals around Nashville. My eyes darted towards Gracelyn and Lucille, as we stood ahead in the queue according to the alphabetic order of our names. I was behind Remus Lynn while Alex was in the upfront with Adam. His blue ceremony gown ending near his ankles where his blue jeans was visible. They seemed into a deep conversation. Amanda Chris aka Amy ogled at him as if Alex was a top fashion model. My eyes wandered around and no doubt every girl was eyefucking him.

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.