Onyx On The Bay Miami Novels & Stories

Chris spun around as if he were looking for something or someone. “You can come out now,” he shouted, “I’m sure you all got a great fucking laugh from trying to fool the famously gullible Christopher Red.” James blew out a heavy breath before the sound of snapping and rearranging bones echoed through the dense forest. Where a man once stood was replaced by the magnificent beast that is Onyx. His deep, almost black fur shined under the rays of sunlight, showing off their lighter brown tips.

Onyx smiled at them, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Onyx Samaniego? The playboy, the guy who loves to string women along?" Mia said, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Woah! Don't accuse me, pretty lady. Yeah, I'm a playboy, but I never string women along. I always let them know what I can give them. It's not my fault if they get their hopes up," Onyx said, his voice smooth and confident. Mia rolled her eyes. "What do you want? You didn't come here to gloat about how Oz is failing, did you?" Mia asked, her voice sharp.

He just rested his back and folded his arms across his chest, staring at the TV. "Will you wait or return to Moonshine?" Ryker asked. "We should stay. This will give us a chance to meet our mate and maybe even stay closer to her for a few days." Onyx pointed out. "I'll wait. Just because I don't want to disrespect Alpha Raymond." Zane stood up and walked towards the balcony. He stood at the railings looking down at the already busy street. "Is this how busy all the roads get? It's barely seven am." Onyx gasped.

By 4 PM in the afternoon, what seemingly to be ordinary luxury Yacht that were parked on one of the Miami most bustling piers, has finally left for the open sea. What is more unique about this specific Yacht, is that there’s Actually 4 most powerful and influential people in Miami, the Miami City Mayor Xuarzez, The Miami Chief of Police Carrie, Miami City Court Judge Stacie, and The Florida States Governor himself, Governor Scotie. “What is going on?…why are you guys here?…”.(Governor Scotie)

Frowning, I try to focus on the scene in front of me as Giovani takes the stand and starts to take in the members of Hunters Moon that are now fully gathered. “Welcome,” he booms, spreading his arms grandly. “Today is a glorious day as it marks the beginning of the blending of Onyx River and Hunters Moon.” As he speaks, looks of disgust cover the faces of Hunters Moon, but they don’t argue, as I was sure they were aware this place was peppered with members of not only Onyx River but also Obsidian River. If they even attempted to cause an uproar, they would be dead before they even got the chance.

Chapter 107: The Southern Terminal The night air in Miami's Biscayne Bay was heavy and humid. It rolled across the veranda of the Mandarin Oriental suite. The neon skyline of downtown Miami was mirrored in the waters of the bay. This was a change from the glass tower they had left behind in Brickell. That place was all smoke and fire hours before.

The screen was up, the blankets were spread out, and the aroma of popcorn wafted through the air. This wasn't just any movie night. It was a night to remind everyone that we were united, no matter what had happened. I'd invited everyone, not just the Bayou pack but also my Monroe family. The triplets—Kael, Ky, and Knox—were all here, though Knox was still keeping his distance from Phin. There was tension between them, and I could see it in how they avoided each other and how Knox focused solely on Oxxy, who had just had his cleft lip surgery. Oxxy was a Bay by blood, so technically, this was his home. But Knox had made it abundantly clear that he wasn't planning to bring Oxxy back to the Bay

she asked softly. Zachary responded in equally hushed tones, "The Wilson family has their sights set on Mr. Anderson's property." "You mean Crystal Bay?” Sarah's eyes lit up with interest. "Exactly." Crystal Bay, an island off the Atlantic coast, was a pristine piece of land embraced by the ocean. For years, it had been under the ownership of Mr. Anderson, the CEO of Meridian Group. Previously overlooked by developers, the island had recently caught attention after the government announced new shipping routes nearby.

"A moment, boss." I didn’t have a moment. I didn’t have patience. Not when it came to her. Seconds ticked by, each one a lifetime, my fingers tightening around the phone, my knuckles white. The room around me blurred, the faces of the clan leaders fading into the background as I waited, my breath sharp, my pulse pounding in my ears. Then, Onyx." The name hit me like a physical blow. Onyx. The club was a den of sin and seduction, a place where the elite went to lose themselves. Where the music was loud, the lights were low, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and whiskey and desire.

The worst thing imaginable is being a Ramos-Benley-Troy sandwich. I let out a breath of relief when Ramos happily obliges and takes my place beside the idiot he calls his only friend. "I love black beaches." I sigh in content and lean back on my beach towel, enjoying the contrast of the blue waters against the black sand. I'm glad Minnesota's Onyx Beach has recently been opened to the public. I gotta admit, it's in pristine condition. Still, it does not make me want to swim in the warm water, especially because this site was once used for taconite mining.