Nyx Ig Novels & Stories

His target tonight was the stunning Nyx. "Ms. Nyx, you have seen the situation in the Outlands. Organizations like yours, to be honest, are like weeds in the Wastelands. Surviving is extremely difficult." Nyx replied calmly, "Say what you want to say directly." Prescott smiled. "It's very simple: I want to invite Ms. Nyx to join the Ludendorff family. I'll personally call Lord Raiden and grant you a city as proof of our sincerity." Nyx shook her head. "Not interested."

they asked. Nyx nodded in affirmation. "That…" he said, then looked at them with a serious expression. "… will be told after you do something for me." He answered. "Ugh!" they grunted and fell on the floor. Nyx’s brows raised as he looked at them. "Look, even if I am a fairy and I know that I am nosy, I can’t control my own power of peeking into other people’s minds, making me be seen as irritating..." he said.

“We need to be quick so I can get it treated." Nyx burst out laughing, like I was acting a comedy or even telling a joke. When she was done laughing, she dropped the stick of cigarette to the floor and stopped it out with the sole of her boot. She soothed her red hair and tucked it carefully behind her ear, then crossed her arms. She pulled out another stick of H cigarette from the pocket of the jacket she wore and lit it up, totally ignoring my hands that still stood in the air. I must have forgotten who Nyx truly is, someone who was paid to get rid of other people. Why then would she have pity for a mere injury?

"You know I tried to cut off all communication. You know I lied about the pheromone exchange. You even hid a phone. So why... why haven't you left?" Nyx shrugged like I'd asked if she preferred beef or chicken. "Because even if you cut off everything, I could fight my way out," she said. "You know I'd rather die than be captive. And you wouldn't dare push it that far, but I will. Your hands are tied since I don't fear death." My stomach twisted. She wasn't wrong. "I can go anywhere I want," Nyx continued. "My reputation is getting better every day. But it's not every day I meet someone who actually keeps my interest. And where the hell else am I supposed to find such a reliable partner?"

Kali’s shriek was so shrill it broke the glass in Nyx’s glass wardrobe. “It’s not my place to disclose that information as, well, she has to find that out on her own. Her mom could tell you all about why. Okay, let me see what I can see through her eyes.” Nia looked around at what she could, then tried to project a second time to see farther than Nyx’s vision allowed. Nyx was working in place that taught fighting. “Wow. She’s a trainer on Earth, that’s so fitting for her.” “Lovely but we need her here in the real fucking world.” Erys growled.

Nyx could access everybody’s mind. “Crawl under the table,” Nyx said firmly. Priscillia immediately obeyed. “You are compelling her to do that, Nyx,” Adam said in a weary tone. “Take all of him in your mouth and your throat, gag on his cock, Priscillia, it is what you have always wanted.” Nyx firmly said as she ignored Adam’s comment. The Luna of Moon Valley unzipped Adam and hungrily pleasured him with intensity. Adam wanted to protest but he knew it was a losing battle trying to reason with Nyx.

he asked abruptly. "I'm not interested. If you don't step aside, I'll call security," she said, her tone sharp. "Nyce Tech comes from your name—Nyla. I built it for you," Gabriel explained, his voice low but earnest. "Gabriel, do you even believe your own charade, or are you just trying to fool yourself?" Nyla chuckled coldly, her gaze unwavering. "I couldn't care less about the name of your company. And frankly, stop disgusting me, will you?"

Nyx was quiet for a long time. "East wing," she said finally. "Secured room. You tell us everything — his network, his contacts, his routines. You don't go anywhere alone and you don't make contact with anyone outside this fortress without my explicit approval." She held Lyra's gaze. "Lie to me once and I handle it myself. No council." "I know." "We clear?" "Yes." Nyx picked up the folder. Walked out. I looked at Lyra for a moment. She looked back. Tired and clear-eyed and not performing anything.

Nyx is already used to getting things the hard way, so seeing someone that is willing to do whatever to get her is a very different vibe from what she always gets, which is why she would never understand Leon. She picked up her phone from the table again and started going through her call logs. After scrolling for a while, she had no other choice but to drop the phone back on the table. She decided to keep her dignity because she still had pride; she wouldn't let him steal that away from her. Nyx realized that calling him now would only make her seem weak, so she didn't do it. Instead, she stood up from the diner and headed inside her room so that she could get a little rest.

" She said simply.I held her gaze. She held mine. Around the table the weight of everything that was in motion, Elora's facility four blocks from Edgar's assembly point, the amber vials in their ordered rows, the forty seven witches scattered through the city, the forty three Lycans in their new location, three days and a counter-agent and an expanded negotiating table and Edgar coming with his practiced sincerity and his six years of learning how to use what people needed against them, all of it sat between us like something physical. "You said you build exits." I said to Nyxara. "Into things.""Yes." She said."Build one into this." I said. "One that we control."She looked at me for a long m