Onyx Pages Novels & Stories

“They found out I have the code. I don’t know how, but… I’ve seen them watching me. I’ve been followed. Two nights ago, someone tried to break into my place. I have to disappear, Lexi.” My voice trembled. “So what do you want me to do?” He handed her a single page—a torn scrap filled with symbols, numbers, and scribbled lines. It looked like chaos. “I need you to write this down. Copy it—exactly. Keep it somewhere safe. Somewhere no one would look. I’m burning this journal tonight. You’ll be the only person left with this.” I stared at the paper. My hands shook as I took it. “Pastor Dav…”

“What? How is that possible? I thought only lycan’s could speak in beast form.” “We are special.” Athena simply answered. “That you are my mate. There is no one like you. Ok Onyx is ready to come out.” He laughed as I could see his eyes changing as Onyx was pushing forward to take charge. He got undressed and Athena didn’t look away and I was so glad she didn’t because the sight before was other worldly. All I could see was muscles for days and damn that ass. Onyx shifted and looked at us. Athena wasn’t even embarrassed. Onyx stood maybe a foot and a half taller than Athena. He looked dangerous, midnight black with what seemed to be touches of light brown on some of his fur, but the thing th

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

“It’s okay Onyx, mom is here. I am not leaving your side. I will be right here with you all the way, try not to fight it my boy. You are strong, you are an Alpha, a royal, you are going to get through this.” I try my best to calm him down. His bones start cracking, and his mouth elongates. I can see white fur sprouting on his right side and red on his left side. He gets on his hands and knees and his paws appear. They are all black. He definitely has a unique fur pattern. Onyx has completely shifted; and he lets out a ferocious growl oh, he is gorgeous. “Well, hello beautiful one, it is a pleasure to meet you.” I mind link his wolf.

A minute or so later, he finally nodded, but she didn’t release him. Onyx inhaled deeply, preparing himself to go back to a time that he hated—preparing himself to reveal something that might make his job to earn a place in her life even harder. “I wasn’t born in the Dawn Pack. My family is originally from a pack in Manhattan. They don’t have a plot of land; they purchased an apartment block that’s near a wooded area. The entire pack lives inside the block, and they use the wooded area to run in. One day, I was walking with my sister through the woods when we came across four human males. Their ages ranged from seventeen to twenty-one.”

Lucy grinned struggling for the right words. "A mistake." Onyx finished bluntly, climbing to his feet and creating some distance between them. As Lucy struggled to her feet, feeling confused and hurt, Onyx looked at her through the eyes of a stranger. " I'm no good for you Lucy. My life belongs wherever Maeve goes, I will only hurt you when it's time for us to move on. So do yourself a favor and reject me, find someone that can come home to you at night, because it really isn't me." Before Lucy could even form a reply Onyx phased into his wolf and took off into the night, leaving Lucy to fall apart on her own.

“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.

“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.”

His fur was as raven as Onyx's and his striking eyes shone with the same icy blue as Dominic's. “You need to turn. I want to talk to him,” Onyx suggested. A moment later, and Dominic turned into his wolf as well. “Can you hear me? “ Onyx tried to reach out to DJ's wolf. “Yes I can,” DJ's Wolf answered. “What's your name? “ “Orion.” “That's a strong name.” Onyx praised. He stepped closer to Orion, and the pup raised his eyes to look at him. “I am your father.” “I know. I can feel it.”

𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉 I arrived at the location where I was supposed to meet Ox and Pierre. The Onyx Room A private, soundproof lounge wrapped in black marble and silence. The kind of place where secrets are born and people disappear. This is where I carry out most of my demonic work… where I meet my clients. And when I say clients, I mean the kind of people who pay to see someone die. If it isn't about killing someone, then I'm not interested in that shit.