Onyx Monster Mysteries Season 2 Novelas e Histórias

“I don’t tell them everything. There are secrets I’ve had to keep from them before. If this is truly something they don’t need to know, I won’t be the one to tell them.” I sighed deeply. Fuck. I was really about to divulge a secret that wasn’t mine to someone else. But I needed someone that could help, and I needed some direction. I wasn’t good at giving backstories and all that shit, plus if Alpha Adrian was serious about five minutes, we only had a few left.” “Onyx is a vampire and werewolf hybrid.” No sense in beating around the bush, I always say. “Wait. What? How? Oh! Her mother, Iliana. That sneaky bastard!”

They had already killed a bunch of fighter wolves. Only growls could be heard from outside of the royal palace. A gray wolf growled and bit on a brown wolf. The brown wolf fell on the ground and his body shook for a few seconds, then died in pain. Everett glared at the brown wolf and then at the gray wolf. The gray wolf was Conor. He glanced at others. Everyone was fighting with their full energy. They had been waiting for this night for a long time. Everett looked around while killing wolves with his claws. His claws were poisonous. He was not any ordinary wolf but a Lycan.

I got it. We watched as Jones walked to his car, a raised Hummer that screamed narcissistic personality disorder. He hefted his overweight body into the driver’s seat and churned the engine over, letting it roar to life. I sat back on my heels and watched him drive away, two dark Lycan shadows following him. I stood up and stretched. “Jones is gone for the night, and no one is guarding the grounds. Let’s move up the timetable and search his office. I have everything we’ll need. I brought it just in case.”

But unless I volunteered, she wouldn’t ask. I wasn’t sure if it was blind faith or fear that silenced her. But at this moment, I was thankful for the quiet. My mind had shut down from anxiety and panic. The reality of the impending storm made more real by the demons of my nightmares facing me. Since they had chosen to expose themselves to the public, I knew it wouldn’t be long before hell broke loose. I stumbled forward, pushing aside a few pack members to reach the dead she-wolves. The appearance of their Alpha Heir arose the fighting spirit of the mourning male warriors. Some cried out for justice, while others advocated hunting down the monsters that fed on their kins soul.

“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.

And after the guidance and information from the Monsters all of them move towards the next puzzle which is of level 2 and there they come across even more grandeur and royalty But this time they find themselves in a square like room which is made out of a very unusual kind of metal in which some unusual kind of glittering stones are also embedded which once again leaves them shocked as well as amazed

“How can you be so calm right now?! He’s fucking acting like Zyros! Don’t you see it?!” “No, Sera,” she said seriously this time. “Zyros is gone. Damien is dead. His wolf’s gone too. And his pack is burning. Onyx is not Zyros. He’s furious, yes. But he would never hurt us. I can feel him. Just give him what he wants. Let him see you belong to him, not that monster.” “MATE!” Zach’s—no, Onyx’s—voice roared again, yanking me back from my thoughts. “I—I’m removing it!” I said quickly, scared he might actually rip it from my body.

Yuvonne was right beside him, with several warriors at his back. Yuvonne rushed toward me and pulled me into a hug, rubbing my back, while Baxter told Ron everything that had happened. “But how did the monster arrive?” Yuvonne asked as we broke the hug. “It was not here for so many days. Why yesterday?” “There is no time for that,” Ron said. “I have brought in all the warriors. I also have jets and helicopters ready. Fly the drones around and see what you can find,” he instructed another warrior. He then turned to me.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

Oh no, not again. "Fuck!" Erix caused, apparently seeing the mist at the same time I did. "Come on!" Alix shouted, jutting me from my frozen state, but didn't budge, I was strangely suddenly calm and filled with the need to move forward instead, just as the swirling mist expanded and suddenly began dropping six feet tall monsters with hoofs and forked tails, along with other monsters I had never seen before. "Shit!" Erix's voice sounded far away.