Novel & Cerita Onyx Santana Austin

He sighed going back in, Eliot met him as he came in with Sandy by his side. “Where is Luna?” he asked looking behind him. “She left with the bloodsucker,” Austin told them. “She is not coming back home with us, is she?” asked Sandy with tears making a pool around her eyes. “Am sorry sis but am not sure if she will come back with us or not at this point. But she did say that she was going to pack tomorrow and say her goodbyes. Am guessing to the people she has been staying with here.” He explained.

I’ll kill her. Before she could reach me, Austin was standing in front of me. Give the man credit. He can still move quickly with that prosthetic. Also, give him credit because he looks good in a black button-down and dark wash jeans, especially from the back. “Back the fuck off, Denise. You don’t get to talk to her like that.” Austin growled. ‘Damn, he’s hot.’ Kayla practically purred at the aggressive display to defend me. “Now, those state troopers….” Austin smirked, pointing to the road.

He straightened up, towering over her, his presence suddenly cold enough to frost the windows. "I don't serve 'God’s creatures,' and I certainly don't serve 'Blessed Ones,'" Austin stated, his voice a flat, metallic rasp that cut through her sweetness like a chainsaw. "My hands, my blades, and my very breath have only ever belonged to one person. And you aren't her." Selene’s smile twitched. "I only meant..." "I know what you meant," Austin interrupted. He reached up, unbuttoning the top three buttons of his Ventus tunic with a slow, deliberate motion. He pulled the fabric aside, revealing the tan, scarred skin of his pectoral muscle.

It echoed off the canyon walls. "God, she’s so pathetic, Victoria," Austin’s recorded voice sneered. "That weak, omega scent... it makes me want to gag. I look at her face and I just see a charity case. Once the old man signs over the deed, I’m dumping her in the woods and letting the rogues have the leftovers." Austin froze. His eyes darted to the sky.