Onyx Steven Universe Novels & Stories

That alone was an answer. Her chest collapsed. The hooded man smiled like a predator. “See? Even your beloved Alpha can’t outrun blood. He is ours, Luna. He was shaped by us, long before you ever touched him. And now—” He gestured lazily to the chains biting Nicole’s wrists. “Now he returns to where he belongs.” Something inside Brian snapped. He lunged, faster than any of the soldiers could react. His fist connected with the hooded man’s jaw, sending him sprawling into the dirt. The camp erupted in chaos.

"Enough. The wolves immediately backed off, their ears flattening as a tall figure emerged from the shadows. He was broad and muscular, with dark, piercing eyes that seemed to glow. Kimberly’s breath caught. "W-who... who are you? The man’s mouth curved into a cruel smile. "Ogar Blackwood. Alpha of these lands. And you, little Merger, have wandered far beyond your limits." "I didn’t—" she stammered, pressing back against the tree as he stepped closer. "I wasn’t trying to trespass. I only wanted to make sure these wolves didn't hurt my loved ones anymore." Ogar’s laugh was cold, and he shook his head, circling her like a predator. "Innocent? Humans like you have hunted us for generations. You

I asked again, trying to hide my confusion. “For one, werewolves don’t have stripped fur, and are much bigger than that. If you meet a wolf up close, you’ll notice they have black or brown eyes, contrary to the glowing gold of werewolves,” he answered. By the smirk on his face, I could tell he was amused by my questions. “How much do you know of werewolves?” “Besides they are humans like us who can transform into wolves, and that Father really hates it when they get into the kingdom, nothing. No one ever answers me anytime I ask about them,” I replied, playing with the hem of my dress.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

As Alpha Zachariah makes his way through PowerMoon territory, he gets updates from each of the teams, letting him know that the breeding camp he is heading for is Valentino’s main camp. Zachariah entered the next warrior's camp. This one was slightly different to all the others, with more of Valentino’s higher-ranked warriors inside. Zachariah faced 4 warrior Lycans, taking out each one after a reasonable fight. Once he was fighting the last warrior Lycan facing him, Zachariah has a slight misstep collapsing to his knees as he feels a sharp pain shoot through his chest, but still managed to just dodge the Lycan’s advance that was attacking him.

Questions came to him like waves, overwhelming his breath, submerging him fully. He was surrounded by unanswered questions and plenty of urgent matters. Amelia and the cub were his utmost priority. Then came Kieth and the mess of the blessed wolf and powerful existence. And at last, was the Scarlett Witch and a bleak possibility of Alpha Drefan. Thinking of the long forgotten name, Steven’s pupils trembled violently. It was this man and his ruthless, unconventional thirst for power that wreaked havoc in their lives.

Steven approached Oralie, looking at her with eyes filled with love. "Are you picking up shells?" Oralie nodded and looked down at the colorful shells in her hands. At this point, Steven picked up two identical shells and took them in his hands, saying in a deep voice: "Oralie, do you see these two snails as the same?" "Have," Oralie answered; briefly, she looked at Steven with curious, confused eyes. Sometimes Oralie's brows furrowed as if thinking about something. Steven gave a warm smile; he spoke in a deep voice:

“Alright alpha” I need to release more of this tension that's building up in my body and trying to mess my head up with Aurelia’s thoughts. Her smile kept chasing my dream, I couldn't close my eyes for a few seconds. “There's no need to call Lauren” Steve matched in, looking all manly with his exposed tattooed arm from his armless top, flexing his muscles like always. He's the most eligible bachelor in the pack, female wolves gush over him aside me.

Shutting his eyes, he replied, “She’s an exiled wolf. An Omega. One who’s hiding among humans.” Ste-phen’s expression shifted to unreadable—then to amused. “Fair and square. I've got a human male mate, and you've got an exiled Omega. Isn't the Moon Goddess wonderful?” Seth glared at him. “That isn't funny. What am I supposed to tell my aunt? By the full moon, you're the worst friend.” Ste-phen snorted. “You should at least meet her in person.” Seth sighed, gaze lowering. “Fine.” he muttered, but his jaw clenched.

His single eye gleamed with sick delight as he finally stepped forward, hands coated in his own blood from where Rey had slashed his eye. Orion growled lowly in contempt. He knew he’d let his guard down by trusting the snake of a Lycan, but the bastard needed to die. Seth stepped forward slowly, but not completely away from the hunters he was hiding behind. “Look at you,” Seth jeered, pacing behind the hunters as they slowly began to close in, circling Orion. “All this effort to be different from the mad Alpha, and for what?” he chuckled. “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree; you’re the same monster he was, maybe even worse. But hey, at least that monster had one redeeming quality.” He