Onyx Storm Book Series Novels & Stories

He would not yield to her, not even in the trivial power play of eye contact. Conceding, she shifted her eyes to his pack members, staring at the newcomers curiously. “I know everyone except you two.” “This is Beta Nyla Bloodwyn,” Ronin gestured for Nyla to step forward. She did so boldly, walking over to kiss Sybl’s extended hand. “And this is Gamma Emory Sinclair. Both are second-ranked in my council.” Ronin noticed that Emory was acting a bit strange. He greeted Sybl but his attention stayed on the petite delta that stood to the right of the Luna. The delta in question leaned up to whisper into Sybl’s ear.

The nerves are starting to kick in. I am hit with the scent of lemongrass when I walk into Onyx’s room. There are three tables set up for us to get massages. Two hunky looking masseuse and a woman for Storm, you know she has a mate and all, they are awaiting us with cucumber water. I decided to go with a deep tissue massage, goddess knows I need it.

The Titan scanned the perimeter. It was the ultimate "Guy Nod" energy, transcending gender and dimension. They didn't need to discuss their feelings. They didn't need to ask why they loved the chaos agents in the other room. They knew. They were the Anchors. The Vesperas were the Storms. And without the Anchor, the Storm would destroy itself. The Disturbance. The library door slammed open. Oryn (Modern Oryn) burst in. He was out of breath. He looked terrified.

Denise sighed, her voice fading as the howling blizzard swallowed the porch. "Let him run," Patricia whispered. "A wolf who won't fight for his alpha isn't a wolf at all." The snow outside wasn't just falling; it was a wall of white iron slamming against the glass of the runner. I gripped the leather steering wheel, my claws tearing small tracks into the hide as the engine roared against the rising storm. The mountain road leading down from Skydrivee into the valley center was already choking on ice, a line of iron-rimmed supply sleds and massive timber haulers backed up for miles under the frozen pines.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.” Storm waved her thanks away. This is what she does. Healing. Her mother was among the pack’s healers and she loved it. “My name is Tasha. What are you doing out here in the cold? You don’t look too fine to me” Storm opened her mouth to tell Tasha that she was banished from her land, but that would lead to many more questions and she really didn’t want to answer all those now. “My name is Storm” Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction.

He shifts into his large grey wolf, growling and snapping teeth letting his power pour from him. I let out a deep growl as my bones snap and pop as I shift. The pack warriors back up, getting out the way. "Now isn't the time to be fighting, we need to be getting the Luna back!" Uncle Jax growl out step between the two of us. After a few seconds, He began to shift back. "You better pray that nothing happens to her or you'll be the one to pay." He glares over at me for a moment, before heading up the stairs.

But now—together. All of us. Storm and blood. Mortal and divine. Ready. **MY BLOOD WIZARD SYSTEM** **Book 1: Storm Academy Arc** **Interlude – New Blood, Old Flames** **Riley Kane & Thorne POV – August 2032 – Storm Academy Gates** The portal from Baton Rouge spits them out onto a cobblestone path lined with cherry trees that shouldn’t be blooming in August.

Xenia proceeded, then she faced the bars, and with a flash of her eyes, the iron doors blast opened and Onyx didn't waste any time and scampered down the foyer of the pack vaults, passing cell after cell filled with prisoners that unfurled their hands towards her for help, finally, she arrived at her destination and hastily broke into the cell. "Roxanne!" Onyx blat, rushing toward the mindless form of the three girls shackled and back rested against the wall. She hunched and placed her fingers on Roxanne's neck, feeling her throb but the she-wolf stirred awake and eyed aghast at the Omega.

Onyx immediately barks orders as he moves large items in front of doors and windows so no one can enter. Within an hour, the Cabin seems safer than any locked cell I have seen. Onyx has stationed a set of chairs at the top of the stairs, connecting the main stairwell and the servant’s passage. No one will enter the rooms unless they come in through the windows with us sitting there. As promised, we took the first watch, and everyone else went to sleep. “You are more than welcome to go to sleep, my love.” Onyx lifts my chin and looks deep into my eyes. “Not without you.” I gargle out through the need growing between my legs. “You know I can smell you, right?” “Good,” I whisper seductively. “I

Alexandra has made herself small and she is crying, fear written al over her face, her eyes widen when she sees Onyx, but he shake his head to let her know to not give him away yet, but with the small change in her demeanor Stafan sees it as a sign to attack and as he lunges forward towards Alexandra Landon rush forward and tackle Stefan mid air. The two cats roar and bite eachother, but what Stefan didn't know is that Onyx is stronger than ever and won't back down at all. Stefan is naturally not as strong as Onyx due to the fact that Onyx is a king, which give him an advantage over everyone in his pride.