Onyx Monster Mystery Novels & Stories

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.”

Jinx was sore when he came around. He was surprised to discover he was in a warm bed. He was alarmed to discover there was an eight-foot-tall black and purple monster with numerous eyes and appendages and three mouths of giant teeth watching him sleep. The Orangelo sat bolt upright and mewed loudly like a frightened kit. "Oh hell." The words came from all three mouths at once. "Hang on." The monster shifted to a black and purple Calico wearing a beaded vest and pants with the same beads on the side. The demon's tom form had fur-bleach tattoos in strange white scrolls up his arms.

As soon as she read the writing on the paper, Madame Luxor knew that tonight she had made the best business deal of her life. *** In a dark forest, Dylan slew numerous monsters that stood in his way. Monsters with human bodies but with crocodile's heads and snakes most often get in his way. The ferocity of the monsters didn't stop Dylan from entering the darkening forest. "Help... me." A groaning sound was heard not far from where he split the last monster's body. It was the voice he had been waiting for. "Take my hand," Dylan held out his hand to the man who had almost drowned in the living mud.

Myra calls as she narrowed her eyes, she saw a familiar white mist and a dozen eyes staring back, accompanied by a sick snarl on their lips,as monsters lurking out of the shadows. They were under attack by the Canix wolf!

Huge and bearing the same deadly eyes and long horns like the monster in my dreams. Thanox. He steps into the battlefield, towering over his swarms of minions. He's slimy and disgusting just like I've seen him in my nightmares, having the same red eyes, curved claws, a set of sharp teeth revealed by a predatory smile, and the same bald head with those two pointy horns jutting from his forehead. His eyes glow darker, hungrier, and more dangerous than anything I’ve ever seen. Fear slams into me, raw and choking, clawing at my bones and squeezing my throat so tight that it’s hard to breathe. My light flickers involuntarily as I watch his eyes roam across the field, searching for me. My hands sh

"I don't know knox , our best trackers sniffed the whole place and the only scent you could sniff out were the missing peoples , " "Anyone can musk their scent," "Yeah with another scent to throw us off knox ," "Who else do you think could be behind this ?"I asked . "I don't know we are at a dead end even rogues are dying and disappearing," "It just had to be him ," I complain as I walk towards the woods .I could feel my wolf taking over ready to leave this shitty house. "yeah Orion is messed up and wild ?" "Because he has witch blood partially in his veins H ..."

“But still we couldn’t—” “You can say it was luck.” Bullshit, luck’s got nothing on monsters, but I silently listened to the way he sugar-coated it. “Now, I would happily elaborate on the matter if you would come with me and answer a couple of questions to loosen the knots for us. Edward and I think you have the answers to the question we don’t know. So, if you could, in good faith, help us out.” I changed my mind that moment—either a potential enemy or a potential ally. “Help? And regarding what?” I inquired, halting my steps.

Every eye tracked the hunters, the stiff shoulders, the wary glances, the way Harris still tapped where his holster used to be. Jo shrank closer to me, baby tucked tighter to her chest. Ronan’s hand brushed mine. “Ignore the staring,” he muttered. “They’re just trying to add things up.” “What’s the sum?” I asked. He smirked. “Hunters plus wolf equals drama.” “Good,” I said. “It’d be boring without it.” We crossed the stone and climbed the steps toward the main entrance. The doors opened before either of us touched them. King Xavier stood in the foyer with two guards behind him.

I gradually began to feel an itch in my soul. Following the sensation back home, I realized that the power had been cut because the bill was overdue. Everything inside the walk-in freezer began to thaw. Drawn by the sickly sweet scent, rats and cockroaches poured in through tiny holes in the walls. The cloyingly sweet cake was already devoured, but even more cockroaches and rats were gathering inside. I never knew that dead people could look so horrendous. Actually, I had been hiding a secret from Mom. Dad had met with me in private many times.

Onyx said but I ignored her as we all stepped inside the model I came with hands was still holding mine, arms locked. Once we were seated, and she sat close to the table near mine Onyx turned to me, looking both confused and angry. "What is going on, Luisxer?" she asked. "Why did you book the entire restaurant?" she paused for a moment and looked at the model "I didn't know dolls are your type you are so full of mystery" She gestured to the woman I had brought along.