Onyx Latte Novels & Stories

"Black coffee, that's why it's bitter. That's how bitter your life is with Captain. Hera immediately slapped her when she saw that Lianne was stunned. It's possible to be like this but there is sugar, eh. Add a few more tablespoons of sugar plus creamer to make their relationship with Zyd better! Simple equations, more difficult. Moments later they were both surprised when Henrik came in and ordered a Latte. The young man's face brightened when he saw her and did not hesitate to approach him. "Min Dam! How are you? It's been a while" he smiled and sat down in front of her.

Everything was amazing. I spotted Leonardo through the windows coming out with a spherical tray. He placed it in front of me, the aroma was enticing. It contained two oval shaped coffee glasses and a chicken nugget like dish. "This.."Leonardo introduced pointing at the coffee, "is called caffè freddo. It is a cold, sweet coffee" I stared longing at him, my mouth watering at the dish placed before me. "What are those?"I asked pointing at what seemed like chicken nuggets.

"Funny that a man of your standing would want to see me in a hurry," Maddox objected, walking across the room to the bar to pour two shots of an alcoholic beverage that had more value than any other in the entire casino and was a significant vibrant yellow color; D'Amalfi Limoncello Supreme. He in a glass tumbler poured him just enough to taste the delight and richness in one gulp.

“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

Jason hustled back to the espresso machine, steaming milk and pouring shots. He returned quickly, balancing the tray. “Here you go, these are our top sellers. But I'd say the latte's the star.” He slid it forward, fingers brushing the table near Wyatt's hand. “Popular means it's good, right? I'll take that one to go.” Wyatt's tone was casual, but there was an undercurrent, something commanding that hit me like a gut punch. His voice did crazy things to me, and I loved it.

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

I heard someone clearing their throat “ save some for later” “ Blue Moon Pack I present to you our Luna and Alpha together they will protect, guide us to many victories and make the path for the future pups,” he said and the whole place was buzzing with excitement after that, hands and hands Ray and I walk around mingled with the those and thanking them for coming.

“I dislike surprises.” “Yes,” Hart said dryly. “We know.” Nyx approached the table once more, tray now replaced with something… different. A slender glass decanter filled with a deep crimson liquid. Two shot glasses. And a third placed directly in front of Noah. “This is part of our private service selection,” Nyx explained . “A curated experience for guests seeking something beyond the ordinary.” Noah didn’t touch the glass. “Define beyond the ordinary,” he said. Nyx’s lips curved faintly. “An indulgence of the human senses.”

“Hurry up human. You had your time with our mate, now it’s my time.” “Ok Onyx, but remember, we have to get back, so no funny business.” “Whatever.” Onyx says and pushes his way to the front. He is such an impatient wolf. “I heard what you were thinking human” I quickly shift, and Onyx walks up to Tamaska in all his midnight black glory. Onyx is taller than Tamaska, but only by a little. They are a perfect match. Onyx looks like the night sky and Tamaska looks like the moon itself shining in the night sky.

She had decided that if she was going to be stuck in corporate hell while plotting her villainess route to twenty million dollars, she might as well look fabulous. "Good morning, Ms. Moreau," chirped her assistant—whose name definitely started with a P...what was it Patty? Penny? Panko? Oh well. "Morning," Deja replied coolly, accepting the latte that was shoved into her hand like an offering to a mildly annoyed goddess. She took a sip, immediately gagged, and pulled a face that said Crimes have been committed. "What is this?" "Your usual, Ms. Moreau. Soy latte with two pumps of sugar-free vanilla and a dash of cinnamon."