Nyx Fe Novels & Stories

Skye Adeline buried her flush face against my neck. I chuckle, then I heard Elena shout. "BAMBINA!!" I look up to see Nyx walking towards us. She's wearing an all-black outfit. Black high-waisted slacks with a black lace bralette top along with a black blazer and belt. Completed with black stilettos and shades. "Elena!!" Nyx hugged Elena, then took off her shades. Damn her blue and purple eyes, are so beautiful.

Famke considered she had been to nightclubs with Nyx in the past, but they were nothing like what she was experiencing now. She had her phone out and was taking a quick video of the booth they were in to send to her best friend. “What are you doing?” Jubi was laughing at her as she leaned over the railing backwards making Famke’s stomach roll. “I’m sending Nyx a video.” “Nyx?” “My best friend from back home. She is working in New Jersey for a forensic accounting firm.”

"Let's see what the King's inner circle is really made of." They collided like thunder. Nyx was fast, faster than anyone Saeris had seen move, and strong enough to hold her own against a creature three times her size. She ducked under a swipe of claws, came up inside his guard, drove a blade toward his ribs… The Lycan twisted, taking the hit on his shoulder instead. Jaws snapped toward her throat. She threw herself backward, rolling, coming up in a crouch. They clashed again. And again. Nyx was good. Damn good.

The wind rushes through Nyx’s midnight-black fur as we race along the ridge marking the eastern border of Midnight Eclipse territory. There‘s a freedom in running as a wolf that I’ve never found in human form, a perfect unity of purpose, power, and instinct that makes everything clearer. Vance’s wolf, a sleek dark grey form with silver markings, lopes effortlessly ahead of me, occasionally glancing back as if to ensure I’m keeping pace. I respond by pushing harder, drawing on Nyx’s natural speed and agility to close the gap between us. After a week of maps and meetings, the pure physical joy of running makes both Nyx and me feel alive in a way nothing else can.

"Oh man I'm going to be late for work, AGAIN!!!" Nyx wailed to herself as she scrambled out of bed. Rushing through her morning routine, Nyx quickly chose a simple black dress out of her wardrobe and lightly applied a touch of concealer to hide her dark eye circles. Slipping into her favourite sneakers, she flew out of the house and sped to work in her Veloster.

Beta Jerome readied his wolf to surface. Nyx got excited. Wolfing out will be her pleasure. “You are not to going to hurt them. They are already safe, somewhere where you can’t lay even a finger on their skin.” Fabrics came ripping off on her body. Furs commenced emerging on her skin until she had fully shifted. Nyx let out a melodious howl. It will be loud enough to reach Alpha Lachlan; loud enough to tell him she is fine. Sebastian found himself sandwiched between two big black wolves. Nyx’s wolf is smaller than the yellowish wolf Beta Jerome got. However, he can sense a stronger force coming from Nyx’s wolf. Both wolves bared their teeth, showing the prowess it holds.

“Do you know what you just asked me to do? Wipe the memory of a descendant of the most powerful witches in Moon fire. Did you bother checking her last name?” She turned to Fae who shrugged. “What’s my business with a nerd?” “The fact her brain might stem from her nature.” Nyx said, and Fae patted her hand on her mouth with a yawn. “Sebastian, you warn your friend!” Nyx gritted her teeth, and Sebastian grabbed Nyx. “So what do we do now?” He questioned and Nyx shook her head. “I’m sorry I cannot help you.” She said, and she tried to make her way out of the room, then Sebastian reached for her again.

“Zuzu, go to Dad now and tell him I’m teleporting Vaheed to the vaulted dungeon, and have Marlena wait there.” While Zuzu whistled and vanished into thin air, Nyx raised his tuft tail and curved the tip in Vaheed’s direction. Battle-ready, he stood sideways between me and my guardian. Nyx splayed the tuft on his tail into fine white neon lines, his orbs electrified. His strong forelegs lowered his body to prowl at his prey while his rear was raised.

Wrong. “What a pretty leash,” she said. “Wrapped around both your throats.” I felt Gabriel tense. I felt it through the bond like a pulled wire. “Careful,” I said. “You’re standing on a cliff with an alpha who hates metaphors.” Nyx laughed. “I like her.” “People who say that usually try to kill me.” “Only a little,” she said. “And only if you bore me.” She walked a slow circle around the telescope, fingers trailing over cold metal. “You smell like a curse,” she said lightly. “And old gods.”