Novel & Cerita Onyx On The Bay Miami

The memory of her close encounter with a shark while submerged in the ocean felt like a haunting nightmare that she couldn't shake off. Nonetheless, upon realizing they were in Bern City and not Xanier Island, Luna straightened her posture and remarked, "Ms. Monalize, let's not get ahead of ourselves. This is the domain of the Barrett family in Bern City, not the insignificant Xanier Island." "I'm sorry, but I always carry myself confidently wherever I am. You better not try to provoke me, or I guarantee you'll regret it for the rest of your life," Mia asserted firmly before entering the car, stealing a glance at the sleeping Ginger beside her.

I breathe out in need as he kisses down my neck, moves my dress to the side, and begins sucking on my breast. The doors open, revealing shocked housekeeping staff. “Our apologies,” Onyx announces while simultaneously lifting me into a romantic firefighter carry and whisking me away from the main cabin. “We are still in a territory that is not safe; for now, behind locked doors would be best.” He struggles through his words as he kisses me. “If we were in Execution Bay Territory?” I ask, kissing the inside of his neck and unbuttoning his shirt. “Everyone would have left the room for us.” He growls in pleasure at the thought. “We can do that sometimes,” I promise.

Meanwhile, Onyx and his men left Xander Corporation to go to Neptune’s Cove Karaoke. The entrance to Neptune’s Cove Karaoke swung wide open. There was upbeat music, balloons in the air, and sexy ladies on stage. Young men and women swarmed around the place. News of their reopening had spread throughout Bayville. When Onyx reached Neptune’s Cove Karaoke, his face turned gloomy.

I step back from the window and settle between Desmond and Shawn, Sandra and Amanda sitting close by. “We can stay downstairs for a while,” Sandra suggests. I nod silently. The men’s arms come around me as my eyes rest on the paused movie still frozen on the TV screen. Shawn looks toward the window. “Maybe it’s just because it’s our first full moon at Shark Fin, but the howls feel too close.” Desmond folds his arms. “That’s because the Onyx pack isn’t far from here. Their wolves will be hunting around Shark Fin too. Brandon will handle it. We just keep the ladies and kids safe.”

The nerves are starting to kick in. I am hit with the scent of lemongrass when I walk into Onyx’s room. There are three tables set up for us to get massages. Two hunky looking masseuse and a woman for Storm, you know she has a mate and all, they are awaiting us with cucumber water. I decided to go with a deep tissue massage, goddess knows I need it.

I closed my eyes, taking deep, steadying breaths until the phantom scent of the General stopped screaming in my mind. When I finally calmed down, I opened my eyes. "The fuck!" I shrieked, jumping back so hard my spine cracked against the wood of the door. Lying flat on my bed, propped up on his elbows with his chin resting in his hands, was Oliver. He was a pretty, petite Omega with a head of messy curls and pretty blue eyes, and he was currently looking at me like I was a highly entertaining holovid. "You really need to lock your balcony doors, Theo," Oliver said, kicking his feet back and forth. "It is way too easy to climb up here."

“This ocean can’t wash that away.” “No wolf can track through the ocean.” “You really want to fuck around and find out?” “Goddess, Kai....” Onyx stands in front of me, and I’d swear I see steam coming out of his ears, but then he backs up, shaking his head. “You have guts, and I respect that. Besides, I have enough headaches to deal with.” He grabs a pen and draws a few lines on my antique map. “You’ll continue on a direct path to Crystal Waters.” He looks up. “And next time, you go this way. Stay the hell out of Wyveron territory.”

Assistant Onyx conveyed. "Prepare."

It felt comforting to reconnect with someone who was supportive. As evening began to paint the sky in hues of orange and pink, Onyx grew quiet, his gaze lingering on me with a mix of fondness and longing. He tentatively reached out, his hand inching closer, but I raised mine gently, creating a barrier between us. “Onyx,” I murmured softly, meeting his eyes with a silent warning, “you can’t get too close. If Zavier senses your scent on me... it’ll only cause more complications for both of us.”

His hand was on my wrist instantly pulling it up, my hair blowing off my shoulder from the speed of his actions as he looked down at my perfectly intact hand. His eyes were pure black, I wasn't dealing with Nixon anymore as Onyx shoved me against the wall by my face, frantic as he pulled my hand up to inspect it himself and then pressed the back of it against his cheek once he was satisfied. He slid his hand up my forearm until it reached his mark; a light purr rattled through him as he blinked, bringing Nixon's never-ending light eyes back. They were so light it seemed impossible, like the palest form of citrine that you could see right through, and yet you'd never reach the bottom. “What