Onyx Sims Novels & Stories

“All the warriors in the pack were trained with simulations and they were gifts from when witches and werewolves were still allies. They are game-like, with some special kind of game master, and happen in some layer of our consciousness. Most times amethyst stones, lavender, and some other herbs are crushed then remolded together and they are crushed again to begin the simulations. Each simulation is made diverse with a series of chants that once again, the witches gifted to us when we were still all together. I believe I have a good enough understanding of what simulations are Jenna,” I cut her off as I began to walk forward as well until we were right beside each other. Once my eyes finall

He looked out the window at the wolves that were running beside the SUV. He searched for his friend that was running next to the window before they got the news that the Lycans had reached the jet and were tearing through it trying to get to the pups. Onyx picked up speed easily passing the wolves ahead of him and the SUV he could no longer be seen. Onyx was the fastest of the warriors even in human form. Blaze knew he was afraid for his mate and his pup. He kissed the top of Mina’s head lightly, pressing his hand on her stomach reassuring himself that his pup was ok. The flutters that followed made him smile; his pup was strong.

her voice got dangerously low, “who is with you?” “I’m in Timber,” I announced causing her to squeak in embarrassment, and suddenly having to listen through all that dick talk was worth it. “That’s it, I’m never leaving and I’m definitely not telling-” “So you’re going to make Onyx scent you then?” I watched Terran go stiff, knowing exactly how predatory we can get, and his reaction was setting the others off. We hadn’t played this particular game in a while, but Onyx was already heating up inside in anticipation.

The system was still offline, and I had no way to check his affection level. What if his affection was still at zero? I had to speed this up. The dating-sim had a two-month time limit, and my two months were almost over. If I failed the route, I would lose the entire ten-million prize. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that he was too pretty for his own good. Either way, courage surged through me. I staggered to my feet. When I nearly slipped, I twisted my body and fell straight into his arms, pushing him down onto the sofa.

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.”

Simon was every single thing that women wanted, apparently, and he couldn’t blame Reena at all for her immediate reaction to the guy. Simon was as tall and broad as Mitch, and as strong and lethal in the ring. More so, if Mitch was being totally honest with himself. But it was his face that really drove women and sponsors crazy: the guy was nothing short of male model material, and even Mitch could see that Simon was fucking gorgeous. Flashing brown eyes, wide grin, white teeth. His nose had been expertly reset every time that it had been broken, and it was as chiseled as the rest of him. Sponsors were fighting to the death for him to promote their clothes, equipment, cars, watches. Every si

In our wolf forms, our senses were sharper. At one point, Onyx stopped abruptly, his ears perked, as if he’d heard something. Then, with a sudden burst of speed, he playfully tackled me, sending us tumbling into a soft patch of grass. Tiara laughed in my mind, enjoying every second. Onyx nudged me again, his honey gaze filled with happiness.

She simpers. Excellent.

As he approached the packhouse, he could hear the sounds of his pack members chatting and laughing inside. Max, Samantha, and Simon were sitting around a table, deep in conversation. Max, the beta wolf of the pack, was listening intently while Samantha, with her blue eyes blazing, spoke passionately about something. Simon, a small-sized teenager with long hair, sat back in his chair, looking bored. He was the youngest in the pack and was an Omega just like Samantha.

He told Hazel before getting up from his seat. Once she'd disappeared behind the counter, Connor leaned back in his chair with a lazy grin. "Bro, you've no idea what you're passing up. She's petite, with probably small boobs too. And if she hasn't gone into heat at twenty, she's got no clue how to fuck." "He's not wrong," Kane said, watching Simon carefully. "Try fucking an Omega in heat, wild and desperate with lust, and you will forget this little Hazel ever existed." "Oh yes, absolutely! Knotting an Omega is the best kind of pleasure out there." Callum said, getting excited about the Omega he and his other brothers were to share at night. They could never convince Simon to join them.