Onyx Character Novels & Stories

Onyx clapped a hand on my shoulder to try and reassure me as I walked back to our bedroom. I growled, "I'm not resting until she has been found. You know my wolf won't settle without our mate." "Where would you like to start looking?" Onyx was a good Delta. He never argued with me, he followed his orders and only asked the pertinent questions. If I wanted someone killed, Onyx asked who and how. If I wanted someone tortured, Onyx simply waited for me to give him a name and he carried out the rest. Sometimes, Onyx was so in tune to what I wanted, that I didn't need to say a word. Onyx was already handling the situation how I wanted things done.

His fur was as raven as Onyx's and his striking eyes shone with the same icy blue as Dominic's. “You need to turn. I want to talk to him,” Onyx suggested. A moment later, and Dominic turned into his wolf as well. “Can you hear me? “ Onyx tried to reach out to DJ's wolf. “Yes I can,” DJ's Wolf answered. “What's your name? “ “Orion.” “That's a strong name.” Onyx praised. He stepped closer to Orion, and the pup raised his eyes to look at him. “I am your father.” “I know. I can feel it.”

I sense a laid back demeanor about him. Kane continues, “Onyx is your Merman.” I see a lean guy about 6’5 with long brown hair and eyes the color of ocean water. And his irises move like water. It's the coolest thing to look at! His skin has weird scale-like tattoos covering most of his tanned body. He grins and holds out his hand for me to shake. And I grin and shake his hand. His joy seems infectious. “Great to meet you!” He beams. “You as well!”

I mean look at me I hardly come up to his chest , don't get me wrong I have had many men interested in me but they were more than wanting me as i was undefeated in the cage . Orion is a god , his scent alone is pure Alpha he smells of sandalwood and vanilla . His hair is so thick and curly , it always shines . I find myself wanting to touch it , I smile to myself . It's his eyes that get me. They look at me like he can see my soul with those bright green incredible eyes . I sat and daydreamed for another ten minutes then made up my mind.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

It wasn’t just the spectacle of violence that entertained the other Lycans—it was the degradation, the stripping away of dignity from the werewolves in the cage. At the far side, arriving late, was Brittney, Darian’s mistress. Lucas’ mother didn’t even flinch when she saw her, she was composed.

Kieran spoke slowly, and Ophelia looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "You already know we're werewolves. Normally, we all have control over our alternate selves, but Onyx has always struggled with this. He had a difficult childhood and there is a lot to tell. But that is his story, and you must learn it from him. You can aid him." "How can I help him?" She inquired; her brow furrowed.

“What? How is that possible? I thought only lycan’s could speak in beast form.” “We are special.” Athena simply answered. “That you are my mate. There is no one like you. Ok Onyx is ready to come out.” He laughed as I could see his eyes changing as Onyx was pushing forward to take charge. He got undressed and Athena didn’t look away and I was so glad she didn’t because the sight before was other worldly. All I could see was muscles for days and damn that ass. Onyx shifted and looked at us. Athena wasn’t even embarrassed. Onyx stood maybe a foot and a half taller than Athena. He looked dangerous, midnight black with what seemed to be touches of light brown on some of his fur, but the thing th

Orion was standing tall at his full height, crushing Onyx under his weight and aura, suppressing his roars and howls. “You will not call her, Onyx.” Orion commanded Onyx through his roar. Onyx whimpered in pain and helplessness. “Come on, brother. He is our father. He is known for his ruthlessness, and people called him formidable for a reason.” I grumbled again but was relieved that Onyx was under control now. My ears perked up, and Zyphre raised his snout a little, still holding Onyx’s limb in his mouth and pressing his hip and right limb with his front paws.

I pleaded to her, tired and completely drained of energy. She huffed, producing a large sound, but didn’t let her guard down. I saw Onyx shifting into his human form, and I blushed harder. It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen him naked before, but seeing him now made me not only blush but also drool. She snorted in satisfaction while looking at our mate from head to toe. He was one fine specimen of a human with features of sculptures of Greek Gods. I felt as if I was seeing him for the first time. The perfectly thick and long neck meeting ended at a voluminous and symmetrical chest with a perfect shape of muscles, forming a straight line in the middle, which ended at the ripped eight-pack abs.