Onyx Character Novels & Stories

Onyx pushed forward and looked at him intently through my eyes, making the color change, and Falcon took a step backward and watched me with awe. “His name is Hati, and he is a demon wolf; a demi-god, if that makes it easier to comprehend,” Onyx spoke through me. I pushed him back and my eyes returned to their normal blue. “What the fuck was that?” Falcon asked me with wide eyes. “That was Onyx. He’s my wolf and he appeared after a visit from a goddess, and no, I can’t tell you anything else about it,” I said, and filled my glass with Scotch.

Leaping off Tyson’s dragonian head, Onyx tore apart the beta rogue trying to sneak behind Nox while my beta went rolling down the valley with the rogue king. The fighting warriors on both sides swallowed me up in their midst and I lost track of my mate. Onyx raised up his snout and howled in agony. He couldn’t bear to be away from his dear mate. In that moment of murderous rage, the bloodthirsty canine went on rampage mode to find his beloved. Our dear beta mate.

History was being written then and there, the Calyx pack witnessed the unnatural sighting of the first eye-color changing wolf, with the rank that was considered to be the lowest. Amidst a frenzy of staggered breaths and wildly beating hearts; stood a Red-Eyed Omega, fierce and defiant in all its glory.

He sat up in his chair and straightened his suit, not because it was wrinkled though- Megan suspected it was more of an habit with him than anything else, a mannerism whenever he wanted to say something serious. "Like I told you earlier," he began soon after, "Olympus is the United Nation's Covert Affairs Department on Threat Assessment and Response's paramilitary division. We're an autonomous unit that monitors the activities of the world for anything that can put it in danger, and respond when such threat arises with every resource at our disposal." "Resources which happen to include three superpowered teenagers," she completed for him. He nodded affirmative, smiling presumably at the way

She was all smiles and looked up happily as she stretched out her hands as though trying to reach out and catch the fairies and butterflies. I decided to swallow my pride and went back to speak with Gabriel. He was lying down on the couch and staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. I went over and attempted to lighten the mood, I sat on his legs and told him if he didn’t move over and give me some space to sit, I was going to break them. He looked at me affectionately and smiled, then said to me, “My love, you do know that you are as light as a feather” and then I pretended to put my whole weight on him attempting to crush his legs. He laughed at my silliness and pulled me over to lie on to

It was a dark, cool gray color with a slightly blue or purple undertone, giving it a subtle hint of mystery and depth. It was onyx. And his eyes were like two pools of black ink, no reflection in them. She tried to remember where she recognized that color of hair. She was sure she had read it somewhere. Onyx wolves were strategists and also fierce warriors. The disadvantage they had was their terrible temperament. They were impulsive and sometimes killed without thinking first. But they were loving to their pack members and mates. She remembered now. Somehow she couldn't believe another wolf like her was standing right here.

he screams, “I am Onyx.” “Yes, you are, my little gobble monster,” Knox says, tickling the boy again. It's now that I realise I've seen him interact with girls but this is my first time seeing him with a little boy, and now I have two views of what life could look like whether I had two boys or two girls. “I want to play with cousin Katie,” Onyx says, breathless from giggling. “She's at the pool, bud.” Knox says, “You don't like the pool so you can play with me for a while.”

He was like a completely different person, a stranger she hardly recognized. The Blood Moon pack, where Onel belonged, was one of the strongest packs in the land. They were a force to be reckoned with, feared by all who knew them. But they were also a small pack, with only half a thousand members. Blue had only been able to stabilize his position as the alpha by marrying Onel, an omega.

The dark circles beneath her eyes seemed a little less harsh in the soft moonlight filtering through the window. Suddenly, I felt Onyx edge closer to the surface of my mind. He wasn't aggressive or arrogant this time. His presence was quiet, hesitant, and strangely nervous. "Marcellous?" Onyx whispered inside my skull. "What?" My beast paused for a long moment, staring out through my eyes at the sleeping girl. *Do you think... when her wolf finally awakens... do you think her wolf will like me?" Onyx asked, his voice rough and uncertain. "Do you think I might scare her too?"

And then he stopped, his face hardened. “You have no life.” He hissed. “You left home at 16, committed atrocities. You came back, putting your family into eternal sorrow! No one wants you, Ron. And that’s why you have forced Nyx into your trap.” “You are a vile murderer—” My fist moved before I could think, slamming into Lynn’s face. The collision resounded in the room, breaking his jaw in a split second. My eyes flashed with pure contentment as his body slammed to the floor, eyes wide in shock.