Nyx Archeron Novels & Stories

The Obsidian Vanguard had returned. These were not the possessed puppets the Architects had used earlier. These were the warriors of the Deep Shadow, their bone-armor now glowing with an iridescent violet fire that pushed back the shadowless white of the hall. Nyx led them, his visor shattered, his eyes burning with a soul-shattering clarity that the Protocol could not sanitize. "Nyx?" Silas whispered, the white glass at his throat cracking as the atmospheric pressure shifted.

"And for this occasion, the vampires will march under the banner of the wolf. We leave in one hour." I looked down at Nyx, who was tracing the glowing red lines on a side console with her tiny finger, humming a song about shadows. I pulled her and Lucian close, my violet-gold eyes flaring with the terrifying, absolute promise of a mother. The Architect wanted to play with the dark. But it was about to learn that the dark already had a Queen.

His voice followed as claps eluded in unison He gives a pause as it dies down before he continued "The Neuroxine has been a blessing to us as well as a curse. We all know the dangers of the NX-5. Before you take the Quantum Spectroscopy Exam I would like to give you a brief explanation about what will happen during and after your exam" The entire assembly was quiet as he begun "The NX-ZERO are people like me, the humans, born leaders, so do not feel bad if you do not have an NX-1. The NX-1 are the IT specialists who have helped create the New Eden we have today, using 100% of the brain at all times is indeed a major milestone. NX-2 are the Synod Agents you have around you, they have strength

Nathaniel thrusts Kristina again and again until they've both exploded their juice inside Kristina's. Kristina was so exhausted with Nathaniel's stamina, he never get tired. It seemed that he is getting stronger after his recovery. He even tried different positions with Kristina who almost lose her consciousness with the ecstasy he let her experience. He took her again and again and Kristina cooperates well, making Nathaniel more wild and more aggressive. They never stopped until the sun rises outside. Kristina almost fainted as she was so exhausted.

NYX Nyx stood with her head hanging low, tied in both arms before the counsel of the Guardians. She knew that her fate had already been decided. All it remained was the announcement. "Nyx has had leveling charges of theft over the past years and we will no longer condone such behavior." One of them spoke up. "Thereby we are sentencing her to the..." The other added, adding to the suspense in the air. "Black Forest." The last one completed and Nyx's head jolted up in shock.

“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.

So, I told them everything about touching Osiris's injured shoulder and seeing his battle with Jace. When I finally finished, a deafening hush filled the room. Nomad leaned back, his brows slowly furrowing. “It's almost like… you can hear echoes.” His eyes lifted toward me. “Like echoes of pain.” A happy squeal rang inside my head. Nyx practically wagged her entire body. “I like this Alpha! He guessed it right!” I was confused. “You mean…” Nyx proudly puffed out her chest. “I am an Echo Wolf.” She smiled brightly.

Nyx asked “Why do powerful men do anything? For control of course. You are Noven last of your name. Rumored to be born of the first wolves, anyone would want to take advantage of you.” Nyx looked down at their joined hands. The intensity in the room was rising, the air growing thick with the scent of ozone and ancient dust. “How long have you been doing this?”

“The Moon is weakening. The heir awakens unfinished. That imbalance cannot stand.” Nyxara felt it then—the pressure behind her eyes, the distant ache in the sky responding to his words. “She doesn’t want me,” Nyxara said suddenly. Every Alpha stilled. “She wants control,” Nyxara continued, voice steadier than she felt. “And she’s never had to share it before.” Starbound’s Alpha’s lips curved faintly. “You presume to know a god’s will?” She met his gaze. “I felt her fear.” That did it.

The wind howled through the ruined temples. Nyx slowly stood up to her full height. She looked at the mountains of golden loot, and then she looked at the human who had broken her in the pit. She spat a glob of blood onto the marble floor and let out a booming, feral laugh. "Money is useless if the universe gets eaten, Boss!" Nyx roared, raising her kinetic hammer to the sky. "The Bloodhand Battalion rides with the Apex!" Ten thousand mercenaries erupted into a deafening, barbaric war cry, raising their weapons and firing plasma bursts into the emerald sky. They didn't care about the black hole. They believed in the monster leading them.