Romans & histoires Nyaxia Series

A gasp tore from my throat, transforming into a low, powerful huff as Nyx took the reins. Nyx shook out her fur, stretching her large, powerful limbs. Unlike normal wolves, Nyx was massive, nearly the size of a purebred Alpha wolf, and her coat was a striking, midnight black with a single, snowy-white patch directly over her chest. But the most defining feature was her eyes vibrant, glowing violet. "Goddess, that feels amazing," Nyx howled silently in my mind, her paws digging into the dirt. She took off like a shot.

“Alessia Moretti visited the clinic this afternoon. She was asking questions about who’d shown up for procedures.” Nyx felt her heartbeat shift, but her expression didn’t change. “She’s fishing,” Nyx said calmly. “She wants to know if the pregnancy is real or if I’m bluffing about the abortion.” “Is it?” Xavian asked, watching her carefully. “Does it matter?” Nyx replied. “What matters is what she believes.” Vane looked at her with something between admiration and uncertainty. Xavian smiled like he’d just understood something crucial about who Nyx actually was.

Killian quickly snapped the bracelet on. The violet glow in Nyx's eyes faded to a deep, dark blue—almost normal. The oppressive heaviness in the room lifted. She looked, for all intents and purposes, like a regular, adorable wolf pup. "It works," Vance let out a breath. "She reads as a dormant Beta female. Weak. Harmless." "Weak?" Killian bristled, offended on her behalf. "She could strangle a grown man with her mind." "That's exactly what we don't want them to know," I reminded him. "Tonight, she is just 'Princess Nyx'. The delicate, precious flower."

The whole Dahlia Clan, led by Alexis Reiner Dahlia, the current Duke of Axia Region. I immediately stood up to greet them but Rajiv stopped me. And when I looked at him, he just shook his head and pointed at Jyn who was already standing, and greeted Asper’s family. And as expected, the Dahlia Clan was shocked to see a Jyn here. “What is Jyn doing here?” Jasper asked, confused. He roamed his eyes around until he saw me. “Princess Miracle.” I took a deep breath and decided to stand beside Jyn.

JAXON’S POV While I was busy finalizing all the due diligence to have everything ready for my absence this coming weekend, I received a call from my best friend Aidan, the alpha of the Blue Moon pack, inviting me to celebrate his sister’s birthday in Isle Radha. Ok, for starters I’ve always been under the impression that Aidan was an only child. Then, isn’t Isle Radha the location of the coming courting induction ceremony? I agreed to meet with him and head to the island first thing Friday morning apparently the celebration would take place prior to the evening’s events so I don’t see a problem with heading there a few hours earlier. I called my best friends Gabriel my beta, and Leonardo my

Rabbit sighed heavily, dragging fingers through his damp hair before sitting in front of the mirror. The transformation into Nyx always felt strange. Not difficult. Not uncomfortable. Just. Separate. Like stepping into another skin. Glasses off. Contacts in. Makeup. Then the mask. By the time he looked up again, Rabbit Ashby had disappeared completely. Nyx smirked at his reflection. “There he is.” Skyler leaned against the wall watching him quietly. “You okay?” Nyx grabbed the lipstick tube. “Do I look okay?” “You look expensive.” A laugh escaped him despite himself.

for the weight of a real axe and the scent of a real winter. They stood at the edge of the clearing, their heartbeats a rhythmic, biological drum-roll that echoed Silas’s own. Nyx was at their head, his visor gone, his human eyes—a sharp, clinical grey—reflecting the soft light of the sunset. He wasn't a "Support Cast" anymore; he was a "Neighbor."

” Said Nadia. The vampwolf sped through the flour until he reached the final a after the fifth flight of stairs. “Hello, Scotty.” Sardonyx said with her eyes closed and her legs folded as she sat on the end of the hallway. “Don” ‘Not surprised that you escaped Nadia on the other hand….” “You gotta squash this, Don. Equinox is just using you.” “Of course he is.” Sardonyx said as she stood up. Equinox is using me as a vessal, I used you to weed out the false royal family. Even you used mom’s death to run away from Rochester.”

I wasn’t sure I had the energy for company, but I was tired of being alone with the echoes of screams. “Let her in,” I called. The door opened. Nyxara swept inside like smoke given form—black silk clinging to every curve, violet eyes bright in the hellfire glow, tail curling lazily behind her. She carried a small crystal decanter and two glasses. She took one look at me—curled small on the bed, Vuk’s shirt swallowing me whole—and her expression softened a fraction. “Thought you might need something stronger than tea,” she said, raising the decanter. “Infernal brandy. Burns going down, but it quiets the noise.”