Nyx Pjo Novels & Stories

Kacie Nyx took a step forward, a step closer to Jade. Blood and tears dripped from her eyes. Jade cried and coughed as she choked on blood. It spurted from her mouth and stained her clothes. She lifted her eyes to watch Nyx and her lower lip trembled. She mouthed Nyx's name but Nyx didn’t let up. She took another step, bringing herself in front of Jade. Jade reached out and grabbed Nyx. Her eyes filled with crazed fear as she clawed at her. Jade knew what was happening, she knew what Nyx was doing. Jade knew Nyx would prove her previously said words wrong. Nyx stood there and let Jade claw at her.

“My life is forfeit. I know that. But the younglings, the innocents who had nothing to do with this, they deserve to live.” “How noble,” Evander mocked. “The murderer pleading for mercy on behalf of others.” “Do we have a deal or not?” Nyx demanded. Evander studied her for a long moment. “Perhaps. First, prove you actually have something worth trading. Tell me where the real crest is hidden.” Nyx’s hand moved to the pouch at her hip. “Better than that. I’ll show you.” She pulled out the wrapped package and began to unwrap it, revealing the glowing artifact within.

Wrapped in darkness so complete it hurt to look at directly, crimson eyes burning like coals. Nobles screamed. Guards drew swords. Sera actually stumbled backward. "How interesting," Nyx said. His voice rolled through the room like winter given sound. "The General thinks he has a claim." Kael's hand went to his sword. "You have no right to be here." "I have every right." Nyx's attention was fixed on Jay. "Prince Jayvyn carries my mark. My energy flows through his second meridian. Tell me General, can you say the same?"

"Oh shit, hi! Am I in your way?" I poked my head up from over Kyo's and laughed. "No, she just likes to mess with people. Don't you, girl?" I slid down from her back and bowed my head. "I'm Nyxie, new around here. Sorry if she scared you." The demon looked to Kyo, who was slightly smirking at him. "Uh, I'm Nero." His gaze turned to me. "So you're the Nyxie I've heard so much about."

I watch the pure delight of spotting me washes over their faces as they move towards me . Nyx has something behind her back and I am so focused on getting to Shivia I pay no attention . As I stalk towards Shivia I see Nyx go to throw something at me but Myst’s black panther flys from the side and bites the hand clean off a now screaming Nyx .

Lowena whimpered, "Please, you can keep going after-" "No, you don't have to pee," Nyx denied, pushing Lowena onto her back, the smoke holding her in place, pinning her down, spreading her legs open as she felt the pressure inside of her once more. The smoke clamped over her mouth to hide her cries of resistance as she felt the pressure overwhelm her. Tears of embarrassment trickled down her cheeks as she cried while she felt her body release her fluid right in front of Nyx.

Young, with bright silver eyes and raven-black hair. "Hello, Dave," she said softly. My blood froze. "You know my name." "I know everything. You helped poison two kings. You tipped the scale. Now, you must help fix it." "Who are you?" "My name is Nyra," she said. "And I’m a Fox's in this Kingdom." I stared at her, my mind spinning. "What does that even mean?" She stepped closer. "It means we’re out of time. And you have to join my people and kingdom in defeating Alpha Lyran and Greko pack.

Nix's face had a dreamy expression on it. "What was his magic?" Xander asked. Nix smiled. "He was a Sjon. His grandfather was the Prime-Direct of Sight. He was my only love. I'd love to share him with you when you're ready." Scarlet scooted back into Taryk's arms, nodded. "I'd like that." Nix opened her mouth, closed it. Smiled. "Whenever you're ready." "Why did Heppni kill your man?" Kord asked, his tone gentle.

“Safe. For now. But not for long, if you keep pointing that thing at me.” Slowly, I lowered the gun. Not trust—strategy. “What do you want?” She stepped forward, slow, deliberate. “I want what’s always been mine.” “And that is?” Her smile widened. “Nyx was a prototype. A child’s toy. I am the architect.” The words hit like a blow. “Project Echo wasn’t the beginning,” she said. “It was the cleanup. The cover story. You’ve been chasing shadows, Sophia. While the real enemy watched.”

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.