Onyx Racing Novels & Stories

Jaxon and Ryder just stared like I'd gone nuts, but I continued my madness. "I'll be placing all my bets on Summer West Academy to win the race," I announced loudly and giggled, there's no way on earth I'll be placing my bet on Silver Crest when there's asshole mates are playing. Just in time, the other racers came, walking up to the guys and trying to shake their hands, but the B4 refused. Knox growled, his leather jacket stretching across his broad shoulders as he tensed. "What the fuck is going on?" he demanded, looking confused and I sat down to enjoy the show.

It didn't take superpowers to know that he had left the matter to her to handle as she wished; and so, she did. The Chariot, as Dennis had called to it, was exactly what it was described as: a station. Three levels high, it housed everything from a battlestation, to an armoury, a medical lab, and even a garage with more than twenty cars in storage- it was where Megan had found the McLaren she drove to the party. In short, the Chariot was a piece of incredible machinery designed to ensure an Olympus team's efficiency and success on a mission; and Megan really hoped it helped hers too.

The staging bay of the Sun’s Fury smelled of recycled air and gun oil. It was a cold, metallic scent that stuck to the back of my throat, tasting like old pennies. Ashren stood by the open drop ramp, the wind from the upper atmosphere whipping his hair into a frenzy. He was armored in the new Onyx plate, matte black, sleek, and humming with a faint, low-frequency vibration designed to scramble thermal sensors. He looked less like a man and more like a shadow cut from the void.

Leaping off Tyson’s dragonian head, Onyx tore apart the beta rogue trying to sneak behind Nox while my beta went rolling down the valley with the rogue king. The fighting warriors on both sides swallowed me up in their midst and I lost track of my mate. Onyx raised up his snout and howled in agony. He couldn’t bear to be away from his dear mate. In that moment of murderous rage, the bloodthirsty canine went on rampage mode to find his beloved. Our dear beta mate.

He runs to find Hunter to come up with a plan. We spot Hunter's wolf fighting two other wolves. Onyx doesn't hesitate and jumps on top of the wolf just before it launches Hunter from behind and instantly sinks his teeth into the wolf's neck before ripping out his throat. Onyx turns around to see Hunter still fighting the other wolf and just when he runs up to help a loud alarm pounds through the air. It hurts my ears and all the wolves stop fighting. Onyx tries to cover his ears when all Jack's men run off. That can't be good.

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.

The international racing tournament had officially begun, and the atmosphere was electric. Crowds packed the stands, the roar of engines filled the air, and the smell of burning rubber clung to the wind. Sierra Carter stood on the starting line, her mind focused, her heart steady, ready to prove that she was still the queen of the circuit. The sleek, high-performance car she’d spent countless hours tuning was now powered by cutting-edge tech, courtesy of Damian Cross’s company. The vehicle hummed with potential, but it was more than just the car that got her adrenaline pumping—it was the competition, the thrill, and the chance to cement her place as the top driver once again.

With his long legs and broad shoulders, Nox stepped forward. “I can always make you, Lilac. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten that?” He said darkly. Again, past Lilac would’ve been horrified, betrayed even, to hear Nox saying those words—threatening to use his other ability on us. Nox was a wolf with one of the highest pedigree’s our kind has ever seen. That’s typically what happened when two mates reproduced. Any child they had would inherit a combination of each parent’s abilities, which is exactly what happened with Nox.

My voice so low, I know only she could hear it. Rosa’s eyes widen, but I can smell her arousal. The way her body came alive at the thought of being taken right here… in the middle of this busy street. ‘I need to taste her,’ Onyx growls, trying to claw his way to the forefront of my mind. ‘If you don’t get us home within the next few minutes, I’ll drag her into an empty alleyway and show her that we follow through on our threats.’ Fear fills my mind. Onyx can be… untamed. Feral in some ways. He is a beast at heart, but sometimes I find that he lacks humanity entirely.

"In lane one, we have Viper in his modified Dodge Challenger! Lane two features our returning champion, the mystery racer known only as Black Red! Lane three brings us Nitro in his souped-up Mustang! And in lane four, we have newcomer Phoenix in what might be the fastest BMW we've ever seen on this track!"