Onyx Ice Cole Novels & Stories

RAVEN. The courtyard was a mess. There were piles of debris. Broken bricks. Even shattered glass. The air was cold against my skin. Cole walked to the center of the yard. He kicked a piece of wood aside. "Okay," he said. "Show me." "Show you what?" "The ice," he answered. "Do the thing." I stood there. I felt foolish in the flannel shirt. "I don't know how," I said. "It just happened."

Lucas faintly said as he looked at Cole. Cole paused momentarily, shocked as he looked at Lucas. He wondered if he had misheard him. 'This ordinary person dares comment that I said too much?' "Hey brat, do you know who am I?" Cole fixed his stare on Lucas and said coldly. "Oh? Who might you be?" Lucas let out a smile. "I'm Cole Morgan, one of the three geniuses of Anchorage college. My dad's a core member of the council of Anchorage Base City and is also one of the ten powerhouses of Anchorage Base City."

he said. Dylan had moved around the table without a sound. Nix was on her feet, both of them close now, angled toward the phone. "My name is Cole." The voice steadied, finding its footing. "I'm a guard. East corridor, second rotation. Eight months inside." A pause. "I'm a wolf. No pack. I took the job because Vargr was the only one hiring and I had nowhere else to go." Something bitter moved through the words, old and compressed. "I know what happens in that lab. I've known for a long time."

he said, like he knows he’s never wrong about anything. Isaac smiled. “Oh, yeah? Well, then, which one is salt? I’m going to pour both of them if you're wrong.” “Isaac!!!” ***** Meanwhile, Cole has returned to the mansion. It was an excruciating day for him and his agent. There were marks of blood all over his handsome face and white polo. He just finished “business” from the hidden society. He had to make sure that nobody would dare to stand against him once he decides what he wants to do with Bright.

And I am going to find the variable that Dex Harrow didn't account for. I find a side door that’s been pried open. I slip inside, my footsteps silent on the dusty floor. The interior is a cavernous space, the old rink stripped of its ice and benches. The only light comes from a single work lamp set up in the center of the floor. Cole is there. He’s tied to a metal chair in the middle of the empty rink. His head is slumped forward, blood dripping from a cut on his forehead onto his white t-shirt. He looks broken.

Adonis “Oh shit, look who it is! The motherfucker in flesh and blood!” A male voice exclaimed behind me, and I did not even have to fucking turn to know it was that damn rascal called Cole. In seconds, his footsteps came up to me and a punch landed against my arm. “Fuck, bro. No homo, but you look damn good. I bet you were getting all the pussy while the rest of us worked our asses off here. And I owe you a good beating for taking Spence off the team. Now, I’m left with that boring nerd called Tim to talk to. Jade is too much of a handful and that new replacement wouldn’t even look at me twice, though my eyes are always on her.”

"He’s resting. And if you take one more step toward this door, I’ll show you exactly what a 'soft' mate can do to a quarterback’s throwing arm." Cole laughed, a sharp, jagged sound. "You’re a lab teacher, Cass. You play with pups. You don't have the teeth for this." "Try me." Cass’s voice dropped an octave, the growl vibrating in his chest. The hallway went silent. Cole’s smile flickered. He smelled the change in the air—the sudden, suffocating pressure of a protector who had nothing left to lose. "Whatever," Cole muttered, stepping back. "Tell him the scouts are watching. If he’s not on the ice Friday, he’s done."

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.

This time, of course, they weren’t in their wolf forms and instead they were all shirtless from what I could tell. Cohen was the big spoon, with his arms wrapped around my waist as he laid on his side behind me. Luca was laying across my legs, sandwiched in between Colt and I’s legs further down in the massive bed. Onyx was sleeping above the rest of us with his head right above mine on the bed with his nose in my hair, sniffing away in his sleep. Weird? But, okay…maybe his wolf likes the scent of my hair?

There was even a lecherous smile on his face. After being in a daze for a few seconds, Anya finally recognized the man and said, " Oh, it's you, Cole!" The man named Cole Goss was Anya's cousin from her mother's side of the family. He was a lustful man leading a dissipated lifestyle. He was even taken to court a few years ago for forcing himself on a girl, and he was sentenced to a few years in prison. He had probably been released after serving his sentence, but his character did not change one bit.