Nyx Acotar Novels & Stories

He’s snarling, straining, trying to get to me—his face a mash of rage and desperate need. “Nathan, BACK OFF!” Brandon snaps, holding him with Zak. “Is she the Riding Hood?” Nathan roars. “The goddess mated me to a fucking Riding Hood?!” I meet his eyes, icy. “Down, boy. I’m a witch of Hecate. Not a Riding Hood. And this matebond bullshit? Yeah—I don’t want it either.” He growls. “What’s your name?” “Nyx Laurent.” “I, Nathan Lee Swift of the Moon Goddess Pack, reject you, Nyx Laurent, as my mate.”

"I bought your contracts. I own your battalion now." Nyx’s golden eyes narrowed. She let out a deep, rumbling growl, kicking her heavy kinetic hammer aside. "You don't own a Kroltan until you break a Kroltan," Nyx sneered, rolling her massive, armored shoulders. "No blasters. No blades. No magic. Just bone and sand." "Deal," Sebastian replied smoothly, his hands resting loosely at his sides. Nyx didn't hesitate. She exploded forward with terrifying, explosive speed for a creature her size. She closed the distance in a fraction of a second, throwing a devastating, wide right hook aimed directly at Sebastian’s head. A blow that could shatter a boulder.

“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?”

She said from above them. "Don't you worry about who I'm mated to? You will never understand how it feels to be someone's mate and to fall in love. Your heart is too black. When you have a black heart it blinds you from letting anything else in. We will kill you and send you to hell where you'll spend eternity. I will ensure that Satan shows you no mercy." Nyx spoke softly but Achyls heard every word. It was pitch black outside and as the goddess of night, Nyx's power was the strongest at night.

Feelings that I can no longer ignore. Nyx’s eyes flutter closed as Knox licks behind her ear, a slow, deliberate stroke that made her sigh. “I’ve been dying to meet you, you know,” Nyx says, her voice weak. “But I have to say, both you and Alec are idiots. How could you let another woman trick you into thinking she’s your mate?” I stifle my laugh, knowing that Nyx has been waiting for this for a long time. If it weren’t for the fact that the moon heat weakened us, she would have taken a swipe at him.

I close my eyes and submit myself to the promise of erasing everything, burning everything. I want that, don’t I? Why wouldn’t I? “Kacie.” Nyx’s voice calls me calmly. My hands drop from the body beneath me. I turned and look up at her. She stands above me, completely untouched. Her milky eyes are kind as they stare at me. She offers me her outstretched hand and I look at it for a moment before looking back up at her. She nods her head and I look down at my hands. I need to call the flames back now but I’m worried I’ll fall apart if I do. I’ve gotten what I wanted and now… now I can stop. I can stop everything now.

She didn’t know if her wolf was rejecting them both. “Her name is Nyx.” Zeke’s smile widened. “That’s a beautiful name. Fitting. In Greek mythology, she’s the goddess of the night, the daughter of Chaos. Shadow and Nyx,” Zeke said. “You see, you were always meant for us.” Yes, but Nyx didn’t think so. She messed that up for Zeke just as she was going to mess things up for the whole school and get people killed. ‘Mark him.’ The voice startled her again, and she somehow ended up in Zeke’s arms, her heart pounding. How the hell did anyone ever get used to that?

And the ability to love. Nyx, the Ancient of the Night Sky, and keeper of the Underworld. She commanded darkness itself, weaving it into endless corridors that devoured the screams of the corrupt and wicked as they clawed at their own flesh in final reckoning. Stars punctured her black expanse like the eyes of a thousand vengeful gods, cold and merciless in their eternal watch.

“I offer you the chance to choose her lycan. There is one who waits—the spirit of the first female lycan, a warrior of fire and stars. She is old, wise, powerful, and has waited eons to be reborn.” A form began to emerge from the light—sleek, dark brown with white tipped feet and tail like Aries lycan but her fur shimmered with tiny specks of light like a night sky, and her eyes burned bright blue and violet. Her presence was overwhelming—ancient and powerful. Aurora stepped forward, entranced. “She’s… beautiful.” “She is called Nyra,” the goddess said. “And she will serve your daughter well.” Aurora’s voice broke as she nodded, “Then I choose her.”

It was as if she was under a spell. “I did not know you could do that, Terra,” Adam said with a raised eyebrow. “I am not Terra, My Grim,” Nyx said. “Although, her body is a suitable vessel.” Adam’s face transformed into one of shock. “Nyx,” he said in a surprised whisper. “You and I have unfinished business, My Grim.” Nyx said with a lustrous smile.