Nyx Acotar Novels & Stories

The beast people of this world liked to keep their abilities firmly divided between the races, as I had learned in the most horrible way possible. “What’s your name?” I asked him in my attempt at a friendly voice. He was my only hope of getting out of here alive, and I intended to make friends. If it came to choosing between the two, Marv and her crotch-seeking dagger were headed for a short ride to the kerb. He gave me a defiant look while still keeping one eye on Marv (his eyes were set wide apart, either side of his snout, so he could do this quite well). “Nyx Hura’nyx. Seventh son of the seventh litter.”

Arizer teases Nico "You would be the first to ever do so, I might be a wolf like you have already defeated but I am an Alpha I am faster and stronger than any other wolf." "You don't forget that I am an elf who is over three hundered years old and have been training for most of those and that is without the edge of been an elf who have natural ability for weaponry and fighting." After a few more jabs at each other about who would kick who's arse the most. Scarlet asks if she can be excused, as with there been just a few hours left before the sacrifice she wants a bit of time to herself.

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.

Lynn yelled, dashing into the room but I glared at him, my playful smile vanishing in seconds. “Don’t you dare!” I stared at his feet which had now crossed the door. He froze, shaking from my gaze that bore through him. He then took a step back, turning his face away as color drained from it. It was fear. No matter what, he knew he couldn't overpower me. But then, he wiggled his finger at me, “Stay away from Nyx. I don’t want you touching her. Anything you touch goes bad and turns into ruins. Nyx is not the girl you can ruin.”

Nyra followed, her frost magic coating the earth in thick sheets of ice. I raised my hands. Power flared from my chest, a pulse of white-hot lunar energy. The sky responded. Lightning rained down, arcs of silver fire crashing into the enemy ranks. They screamed, scattered—burned. Behind them, walking calmly through the destruction, came the goddess. Nyx. She was not of this world, and she made no effort to blend in. Her skin shimmered like obsidian dipped in blood. Her eyes were pits of endless night. Her crown burned with bone-white flame.

Nyx didn't say anything, she just hold me as I broke down. Nyx is my childhood friend and now we're close friends. She's the daughter of the most wealthy man in the whole world. And also her mother was of Romanov descent a royal family in Russia. Nyx Hestia has just fallen asleep, while she broke down crying. God, seeing the pain in her eyes is scary. I carried her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. I sat beside her, then I saw her engagement ring on the bedside table. God, why did you do that Hecate???

“Why do you have horns?” She chuckled—a sound like a tomb opening. “Because I am not just a wolf. I am Nyxara. What clawed its way out of their sins. What they buried in fear and prayed would never rise.” The sky dimmed. Clouds bled shadow. “These?” she whispered. “Carved from the first god I devoured. Etched with his last prayer. Forged in marrow soaked with betrayal.” Her voice was rusted iron over bone. “Wolves bow to the Moon.

“I’ve been questioning the same thing. But honestly, I haven’t caught Alpha energy. Alpha like qualities, yes, but not energy.” At that moment, Damaro and Valeno walk up. “She is not an alpha, but the qualities she has comes from you Aiden. Absorbing people’s gifts is not the only thing that Nyx can do. She absorbs qualities from her mate. Rapid healing and strength are Alpha like qualities. Nyx is powerful.” In my never ending quest for knowledge I start asking questions, “How powerful is Nyx? Is there anything that can hurt her?”

Their sleek, pitch-black coats gleamed like polished obsidian, and their eyes glowed faintly, burning with intelligence. “These are my stallions,” Thanion said, his voice carrying a rare warmth. “Nyx, Acheron, and Erebus.” He approached them and ran a hand over Nyx’s mane. “She’ll be staying with us for a while,” he told them, his tone soft but commanding. “Be kind to her.”

Her hair was white. Her eyes were completely black. Behind her stood six figures. All wearing masks. The woman looked down at Lucian. Then smiled. “At last.” ⸻ Lucian stepped forward. “Who are you?” The woman looked amused. “You really don’t know.” “No.” “Of course.” She slowly descended. “My name is Nyxara.” Amara’s eyes narrowed. “You’re one of them.” Nyxara smiled. “One of the Architects.” Kael stepped forward. “You created the First Shadow.”