Onyx Character Novels & Stories

" I am, Moana is my sisters gal and if you do not step down from her in the coming ten seconds, she will be my sisters gal who's covered in your blood." As he spoke he opened the right side of suit jacket revealing the black gun outside. Now I understand why people find Jason so scary. I was so spooked that indeed I wanted to move down from me. Of course Alex did not feel to watch, his arrogant nature wouldn't allow him to show someone like Jason that he was spooked. " Okay." He lifted his hands in rendition although the recreation in his eyes noway dissolved." I will see you latterly Moana." He transferred me a wink before he rambled off the cotillion bottom taking a glass of champagne off

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

“Those who are weak must be purged from this world because they never survive,” A moment of silence was observed as I whispered my last prayers to the moon goddess. “Your eyes…..I don't like them,” he commented, “They show too much of your weakness as an omega,” His hands glided over my face, slow and deliberate, until his thumbs pressed firmly against my eye sockets. “No—please, no… no…” My screams tore through the air, raw and desperate, just as Torian’s claws pierced merciless—driving into my eyes while I thrashed helplessly.

There are many more leaves crunching. His hand is so cold, and his scent is odd. Those red eyes...and fangs. It takes a few moments before he relaxes, releasing my mouth as he peers up at me. "You are far from home, wolf. No screaming. Be a good girl. I am going to help you." Vesper growls, not trusting this male. 'Vampire.' "I was being chased by a...zombie." I admit. "I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home."

A lot of other people who already had mates were going to be there as well, to celebrate the Moon goddess and to watch and see who would be paired with whom tonight. Alpha Alex was getting ready in the bedroom. He was wearing a business suit, fixing his cuff as he stood in front of a full-length mirror. Then he heard the door open, and he stopped and glanced to see that it was the luna walking in. She was wearing a blue sparkly dress. It was stunning, but it was not the one that they had agreed for her to wear. Traditionally, they were supposed to wear black to every Oracle Ceremony. That was how it had been done for generations. So Alex seeing Cassandra in a different color was kind of weir

Isaac’s wolf, Rolf, shoved forward and answered in his own voice, “Yes, my love, you are amazing.” Kenny and Kyra laughed and Kenny smiled, “Onyx, we all believe you are amazing.” I heard Onyx purring and strutting around in my mind, “Onyx, now that you’ve had your ego stroked, why don’t you lay down and let the humans talk?” Onyx huffed, “Fine, just know you couldn’t have done that without me.” I chuckled, “I know that very well. Thank you for being my other half.”

Onyx suddenly said in my head. “Axel...” I called, flicking my gaze at him. “Onyx said—” “I know. Orion just told me now,” he interrupted. A wide smile formed on my face. “So what do we do?” He lunged forward, shifting in the process. Orion’s voice wafted through my head: “Catch me if you can, Onyx.” Without hesitation, Onyx shifted into her form, chasing after Orion while they had the time of their lives.

I smile and whisper back, “I love you too.” ---------- Onyx walks down the corridor as he shifts his attire again. Same way with the burning crimson flames. He’s back in his formal suit and neat dark brown hair. His eyes shift back to amber color. He sighs. When he reaches the room, he sits on the wrecked couch. Well, this house is pretty broke. This is where Onyx spends his time, thinking. He leans his head backwards and smiles. He knows that she’s standing behind him.

However, she remembered the way he transformed into a humanoid with pronounced wolf features, especially the pointy ears, purple eyes, and slightly misshapen nose. Was it Onyx who I dreamed of in a human form? That's ridiculous! Onyx is practically Bellinor in his human form! That looked like a hairless Lycanthrope with more human genes than anything else. Still, though more animal-like, he was very handsome and I was so drawn to him. That’s it, I'm fucking losing my shit. She cussed herself in disgust and felt a pang in her heart as she remembered Orion. "Someone was very naughty last night," sang a voice in her head.

His jaw flexing under my touch as he watches and I push back the sickness in my gut, reminding me how much I miss the thought of those sparks with every touch. “But you could help him,” I offer and give him my best puppy dog eyes. Onyx scoffs, but doesn’t remove my hand from his body. He enjoys it too much to call my attention to it, in fear of me talking my hand away. He leans forward, boring his eyes into mine, looking deep into my soul..