Onyx Sims Novels & Stories

Ziana stood up and pointed out towards her brother. "No." "Why you - -." Ziana didn't even finish her sentence when she sensed a presence coming. She again sat down and just snorted at her twin brother which Zacharias ignored in return. Minutes passed by and Simeon walking unhurriedly towards them was holding a silver-ranked fox beast. There's a gentle smile plastered on his face. Ziana gagged inwardly. 'Another pretentious, Jerk' "You've got a good catch there Prince Zacharias." Simeon commented. However, Zacharias only nodded at him. There might be a gentle smile on Simeon's face but deep inside he was seething in anger.

Pyrite snickers. “Didn’t get enough last night My Queen?” Onyx smirks as he takes his shirt off and holds it out to me. I roll my eyes in my head and smirk to myself. I whimper and close the distance between us. Onyx takes the bait and walks towards me. He must still be worried. I push my big wolf head against his chest and rub against him, then pull back slightly and nip his abs. “Hey! What the hell was that for?” Onyx grumbled at me as I turned around and shifted back into my human form.

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.

I mind link his wolf. Onyx’s wolf looks up at me and rubs his face against my hands. His fur is so soft and sparkly. Onyx let’s out a defensive growl and I see a red flash out the corner of my eye. My stomach drops to the bottom of my stomach when I smell his biological father. “Hello Father” Onyx’s wolf says.

His mocking gaze issued a non-verbal challenge and Onyx gnarled at Earth’s most burdening scum. While Nox went blazing towards the rogue king, the beta witches protected his flanks and the beta elves took care of protecting his back. The beta wolves took after the fleeing rogues, and the dragons started blocking the exits in divergent directions. Onyx, however, had a one-track mind－ to keep our mate safe. 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.

We hide behind the bushes and threes and Onyx nods to 4 of our men to take Jack's men down. They sneak up to them from behind the bushes before running up to them and tackling them in their run. The rest of us run out after them and spread around further into the territory taking down Jack's men as we go. I can feel Onyx's anger and adrenaline as he takes control and I feel like I am watching myself from outside of my body as Onyx aggressively takes down any man that attacks him. He looks around sniffing in the air trying to find our mate's smell, but she is not near enough for us to smell her yet. We keep running and tackling wolves before we reach one of the cellars. Onyx jumps down the st

However, that is Owen's expertise and something that he can do in the morning. Simon then leaves the Boutique, gets into his car, then heads out of the city and back to the pack territory. Once there, he heads back to the barracks and meets up with Owen, who has half a dozen males with him. Simon smiles. These males are perfect. However, he knows that Lavinia will do what he has asked her to do and they won't need them.

Odessa looked at Simeon as he spoke with himself. Now that she had time to look at him, she analyzed his features. He looked to be no older than her, maybe in his early twenties, or rather 20. His eyes fitted into glasses, the reason unknown, since werewolves could never have bad eyesight. His hair was cropped and looked to have been electrocuted. And his skin dark brown. Any book that might have different werewolves in their abilities, Odessa added. Simeon's eyes suddenly widened as he nodded enthusiastically.

His eyes are disturbingly the same shade of brown hazel just like Harmon, but there is more hate and blood lust in Simons' eyes that there ever will be in Harmons. "Fine...Don't kill her, Sabrina..." Simon smiled "but you are allowed to knock her around a little." The witch- i guess whose name is now reveled as Sabrian- smirks at Simons' words and she turns her attention to me. I can feel panic surgging through the pack link. "Calm down..." i said through the link to Noah and warned him not to get in my way. He reluctantly answered that he wouldn't unless it is absolutely neccessary.

“They’re iterations. Alternate consciousnesses pulled from simulated failures of Project E.V.E.R. All quarantined memory fragments. Until now.” The lights flickered again. The simulation began to render one by one: 1. The Silent One – her eyes completely black, veins etched with flickering blue like digital scars. No mouth. She exuded death. 2. The Seraphic One – glowing white irises, a calm expression as if she had already accepted the end. Her heartbeat was slow. Almost too slow. 3. The Broken One – eyes wide, face contorted in perpetual panic, arms folded tightly across her chest like she was holding herself together by force.