Onyx Ice Cole Novels & Stories

Mike Freeway wasn't the only man in Coal City with a nose for fast money. Joe Collins—just as well recognized in the back room's smoky atmosphere as J. Cole—had a gift for smelling opportunity where other men smelled gunpowder. Tall, dark, and patient, Cole lived on very little. His greasy black hair clung to his skull, his pencil-line moustache curled into a snarl, and his chin, shadowed blue from the previous night's shaving, was rarely tobacco-stained.

Alpha Blaze led King Mateo, Prince Aidinth, Luke and me to his conference room and we talked as we waited for Cole Brown. When a servant guided him into the room, I involuntarily scowled at him. I asked Nicona, “Well?” She chuckled, “Damn, lady, give a girl a minute.” I chuckled in my head, “Fine. Tell me when you find out anything.” I went back to the conversation at the table and Alpha Blaze asked Cole Brown, “Do you want to tell me why you betrayed our pack?” Cole gulped, “What are you talking about, Alpha?” Nicona laughed, “This fool thinks he’s entitled to be alpha. I looked back in his memories and an Omega tried to tell him that she was the alpha’s daughter. He actually fell for it! H

My feet hit the ground not even a second later, I stood from my crouch. Everything was white. The earth, the trees, the plants and the small hut made from wood. The fallen iced leaves crunched beneath my feet as I walked, the sound seeming to be louder to fill the silence. "Cole" I spoke calmly, my voice fading in the cold air. My hot breath leaving a cloud of mist. "I know you hate me right now, but you must come with me" I told him. Cole has the ability to hide within the shadows of anything darker than white. He blends in with the darkness, becoming one with his nature to keep an eye on those he doesn't wish to see him.

I put the plates with a single slice of cake and the glasses of iced tea on a tray and I walk to where I sat a while ago. “Whatever.... you two are still the same, you both are certified jerks.” I said as I laid the plate of cake into my side and the other into his. I did the same with the iced tea. He looks at me then at the food in front of me as if it is the most horrid thing he has ever seen. Cole is so handsome with his black clean-cut jet-black hair, his lovely gemstone green eyes that seems too intimidating and charming, his beige skin tone, he is also 5 ’8 in height and he is mysteriously mystifying, maybe that is why many women are drawn to him like what I heard about him.

“They’ve been … running a fighting ring on the side. Using wolves from other packs as bait. They didn’t care who … or how many they killed. They just wanted blood. I was trying to expose him to Creed Volkov and got closer to them, but Legacy caught on and wanted to teach me a lesson.” “Fucking hell,” Orion snarls, his fists slamming into the table hard enough to make it shake. Orion takes a step closer, his voice sharp. “You’re telling me they threw you in a pit like some fucking animal?” Aeron flinches at Orion’s words, and I shoot him a look. /Dial it down./ I say over the mind link, but hell, I’m just as angry. “That kid’s gone too far, Nero,” Orion grits out. “He’s got the bloodlines to

Alpha Gray’s eyes widened, and he straightened himself upon the rickety wooden chair. “What. Why I am only finding out about this now?” He accidentally growled at Perla. She looked sternly at him, and he sunk back down unto the chair. “I only just found out myself,” Perla continued. “The vision came to me two days ago, and I have triple checked, but my magic mirror is certain.” “Where is the Ice wolf?” Alpha Gray asked in a softer tone not to upset his grandma again. “She is a seventeen-year-old girl living in the human parts of White Creek town.”

Thirty seconds left. Zane controlled the puck behind his own net. He looked up and saw Jaxon flying across center ice, his stick low, eyes locked on him like a predator. Zane pushed off hard. The whole arena seemed to hold its breath. He tried to shield the puck, but Jaxon was too quick. One clean poke check and the puck was gone. Jaxon took off and raced towards the Thunder Wolves’ goal. Zane chased with everything he had, his legs screaming, but Jaxon was already winding up.

⸻ Later, after press interviews and the bus ride back to campus, it’s close to midnight when we finally pile into the Ice House. The guys are loud, cracking beers, replaying clips from the game. I hang back near the kitchen, still buzzing with leftover adrenaline. Cole wanders in, hair damp from the shower, wearing that lazy grin that always means trouble. “Hell of a night,” he says. “Yeah.” I crack a Gatorade. “We needed that win.” He leans against the counter, arms folded. “You definitely needed it.” I glance at him. “Meaning?” “Meaning you finally looked like yourself out there. No ghosts. No distractions. Just ice.”

MAYA Of all the people that Miss Waters could pick. How am I going to concentrate when its freaking Cole? He is shirtless, and his abs look like they were chiseled by a master sculpture. He is glistening with sweat, and his chest moves as he breathes heavily from his workout. “Dear moon goddess, please help me.” I murmur under my breath. “Keisha.” Cole nods at Miss Waters. “Hello, Cole.” She returns his acknowledgement.

Without being perturbed by our apparent astonishment, the men return our stare as though they are accustomed to being gawked at or stripped with the eyes. And then, one of them breaks away from the rest and strides towards me with his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine. As he extends a hand to shake mine, it causes some sort of hypnotic trance that grips me instantaneously. It is hard to fight it off. Compared to the others, he is taller and emits an aura of dominance and power. “I am Alpha Cole," he announced himself with a grin. "And you must be, Erica. Be my guest”. His eyes darted beside me where Xena stood who still couldn't peel her eyes away from him.