Onyx Monster Mystery Novels & Stories

I watched them with wide eyes when I saw the black wolf suddenly run away from the grey wolf, and it felt like he was afraid of something. "I will come back for you, Victoria." I could feel the hair on my skin stood up when I heard an unfamiliar voice, and it was deep and scary; I looked around the park, but I hadn't seen anyone, and I saw the black wolf staring at me, and I shook my head when I thought it was him who communicated with me. I think I started to become crazy because of Oliver Prize.

These were all questions that I needed to eventually ask my father, because Tonya said that maybe if we found the witch that spelled my necklace, she could enlighten me on how to use the power of the Moonstone to tap into my Goddess’ side. Rounding the first bend, that led to the straight away on the other side of the lake, I slowed enough not to lose my traction, as Jaxson took this as his opportunity to catch up. It was clear that he was more experienced than my wolf on his feet, but I was sure in time my wolf would get her feel of the land.

I asked, heart beginning to pound harder against my ribs. “I don’t know… It’s hard to explain. Their wolves are there, I can sense them, but they’re disconnected. Lost. It’s like they’ve been severed from their humans. Confused. Almost afraid.” He hesitated, then added, “All the wolves I tried speaking to, they say something else is controlling their human half.” A chill slid down my spine like ice water. Something else. That thought took root deep inside me, spreading a cold dread. Then I noticed something else. Something that made the hairs on the back of my neck rise. “Onyx,” I said slowly, “do you see any children?”

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

POV Liora The Ancient One did not sit. She moved around us instead, slow and unhurried, her bare feet making no sound against the stone. Her presence pressed in from all sides, like the air had thickened just for her. Mae sat stiff beside me, hands knotted in her lap. Rowan stayed near the door, shoulders tight, like a man braced for a strike he couldn’t dodge. “Tell me,” the Ancient One said calmly, “why mortals believe becoming a monster will save them.”

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

The monster had the appearance of an ox. It had a single horn on its head and wings on its back, and its entire body was covered in black scales. As it stood, it exuded a terrifying aura. “Die, humans!” It roared. Stunned, Henry said, “This monster is at the Immortal Ascension’s Eighth Stair. James, leave this creature to me. I haven’t been able to use my strength after so many years of cultivation. Just sit back and watch the show.”

3:10 PM. “Who is Onyx?” I asked. Taren hesitated for a moment. “A lone wolf with a violent record. It attacked handlers. Injured competing wolves. No sponsor is willing to take responsibility. He’s considered unmanageable.” “And they’re killing him,” I said flatly. “Yes.” He answered. I stared at the screen. Something sharp and restless moved through me, the same instinct that always rose when I saw waste disguised as order. “I want to see him,” I said.

Onyx suddenly said in my head. “Axel...” I called, flicking my gaze at him. “Onyx said—” “I know. Orion just told me now,” he interrupted. A wide smile formed on my face. “So what do we do?” He lunged forward, shifting in the process. Orion’s voice wafted through my head: “Catch me if you can, Onyx.” Without hesitation, Onyx shifted into her form, chasing after Orion while they had the time of their lives.

"Do you need to get your eyes checked, Cameron? You're the one in the security footage!" I frowned hard and turned back toward the monitor. It'd clearly been Harvey's face that showed up just moments ago. Why was it mine now? I looked at the police in confusion and pointed frantically at the screen. "Didn't you see it just now? It was Harvey's face a second ago! Why has it turned into mine now? There's definitely something wrong with this footage!" The officers snorted before huffing in exasperation. They were even eyeing me with anger now.