Onyx Am 24 Novels & Stories

Aramide said as she removed the safety from the gun ready to shoot her. “I can fix it” A replied sharply. “I have an even better deal to present to you, That will make your customers go from Furious to begging at your feet.” A said. Aramide stared at her cautiously but backed Offa a bit after that. “carry on” “there's just one problem” A pointed out, and Aramide raised an eyebrow but before she could ask, A replied earnestly “I will need three minutes and not thirty seconds.” Aramide put away her gun and replied in her familiar low tone. “your time starts now”

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

She wasn't named the only Omega commander for nothing. Having no choice, Onyx crouched beside a tree and rested her back against it while letting the pain consume her and leaking slick between her legs. At times like this, Onyx was so glad she read up on how to control and conceal her scent, if not, her scent would be spreading like a wildfire through the forest.

I mean he is a very attractive guy and well an Alpha which means he must know a thing or two about pleasure. The of thought of Alpha Max pleasuring me sends a rush of heat straight to my core. I clench my legs together to stop the need. Maybe I should let off steam in other ways. Just as the idea come to my mind, I heard something. I quickly and quietly get to my feet. The pool is not deep so only half of my body is covered by the water. I scan the treeline for any sign of movement. I feel his eyes on me before I see him. I feel the goosebumps raise on my skin. I slowly turn to face him or well his wolf. His wolf’s eyes are a deep ocean blue and they look…mad?

He replied. “OMW so I can breathe underwater now! That’s so awesome.” I sarcastically cheered. “It only lasts two Dolhq months then it will wear off.” “Right and let me guess you are a secret spy or a mad scientist that just somehow got hold of this serum that doesn’t exist.”

Her awareness melds with mine, her excitement washing through me, and slowly we spin around to see Onyx. His dark eyes focus on me, his chest heaving up and down as he takes a step closer. My chest feels like it is growing larger by the minute until he gets close enough and I catch his scent. His soft aroma of eucalyptus and rosemary hits my nose and everything he has done, every wrong, every lie, is lost in the light that blinds me in sheer excitement. “Mate.” Onyx whispers with a happy sigh. “My. Mate.”

The staging bay of the Sun’s Fury smelled of recycled air and gun oil. It was a cold, metallic scent that stuck to the back of my throat, tasting like old pennies. Ashren stood by the open drop ramp, the wind from the upper atmosphere whipping his hair into a frenzy. He was armored in the new Onyx plate, matte black, sleek, and humming with a faint, low-frequency vibration designed to scramble thermal sensors. He looked less like a man and more like a shadow cut from the void.

My mind was so much bent on figuring this out that I didn't realise I was the only one left in that crate area that lead to the reserve. Scratch the panther's skin, scratch the panther's skin. Scratch the panther's skin and it will reveal its true self to you. Scratch the...panther?...panther?..black...scratch...to reveal..blac... And it dawned on me. I felt the black surface of the crate's bottom. It felt like plywood. I clinched my palm into a fist and pounded twice on it. It gave way to reveal an AWM and DP-28 with 8× scope and 6× scope respectively with two energy can drinks.

Onyx immediately barks orders as he moves large items in front of doors and windows so no one can enter. Within an hour, the Cabin seems safer than any locked cell I have seen. Onyx has stationed a set of chairs at the top of the stairs, connecting the main stairwell and the servant’s passage. No one will enter the rooms unless they come in through the windows with us sitting there. As promised, we took the first watch, and everyone else went to sleep. “You are more than welcome to go to sleep, my love.” Onyx lifts my chin and looks deep into my eyes. “Not without you.” I gargle out through the need growing between my legs. “You know I can smell you, right?” “Good,” I whisper seductively. “I

A gown not black or white, but a color both pale and bold, overlaid with dark lace and gems that caught the light and twinkled as I moved. Just as I began to descend the stairs, Nox turned away from the other she-wolves, granting me his full attention. With a swipe of his hand, he waved away the guards that were inching closer. Three steps and every head in the room was turned my way, but it wasn’t until the tenth that Nox’s scent hit me like a ton of bricks, more painful than anything I’d endured these past four years. Just as it had at fourteen, Nox’s scent embodied everything beautiful about this pack. It carried the vanilla and tangerine notes of the white firs and ponderosas, interwoven