Onyx Storm Chapter 25 Novels & Stories

The moment I got in, I made my way to the balcony and got lost in thought. "Why do I feel like I can only find you in here Stormy? Please give me a clue." I said shaking my head. I felt a lot of pity and sympathy for my Luna at this point. Stormy has gone through a lot her entire life. I wished I could help her wipe away all the pain she has had to go through her entire life. The pity I felt for her was just a lot. I wished I could take the majority of her pain and feel it on her behalf, but nature was just too strong and wouldn't let that happen. "I will find you!" I whispered and then stepped out of the room and walked into the chamber without knocking only to find Alpha Xander having some

The forest around me dissolved into darkness, replaced by jagged flashes of memory, visions I didn’t remember living but felt every ounce of as real as the night air. I was a child again. I could hear the frantic shouts, the low growls of wolves, the sharp metallic bite of weapons slicing through the night. Father—Orin Stormwolf—was cornered, fighting with all the strength of a true alpha. But his own beta… my blood froze as I realized the betrayal. The beta’s family, Karen’s parents, had turned against him. The man I had called father all my life. And there was Damon, moving through the shadows with practiced precision, and beside him, the priestess—the one who wielded fire as easily as bre

👁️🔴 And for the first time… It looked directly at Ilyaan. End of Chapter 25 To Be Continued…

“Now let’s go.” “That’s it?” I ask, flabbergasted. “No yelling? No threats?” Onyx stops and chuckles before stalking back to me and reaching out to run his thumb over my lips. “Oh, hell no,” he chuckles, his eyes filled with mischief and lust as he winks before he bends down and tastes my lips. I shiver, my body instantly leaning into him, molding to his touch, and he pulls away. “There is a fucking storm coming for you, Matilda Mae.”

I said, squirming slightly. But he didn’t. He didn’t say a word. He just stared at me with those glowing, furious eyes. I looked into them and… something shifted. Behind all that anger, I saw something else. Pain. Fear. Love. Onyx wasn’t just furious. He was terrified of losing me. After everything—after seeing Damien touch me, hurt me, and claim me like I was still his—Onyx had snapped. And now he wanted to claim me back. So I stopped moving. I shut my mouth. I let him hold me. For the first time in a long time… even in the middle of a war… even when he was out of control… I felt safe. Safe in the arms of the very storm that destroyed my past. Because now, maybe… just maybe… he would help m

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

“So you still like being stroked there.” A blast of rage exploded in Tasha’s mind and zoomed through her body. Oh, she’d slaughter them both! Amber for being a slut, and Onyx for betraying every promise he’d made since he arrived. In seconds, she was up the steps and opening the front door. Stunned, she stopped dead and frowned. Onyx looked up at her from his spot on the gray vinyl floor where he was crouched, petting Kass, who was still in her wolf form. And that was when it fell into place. He hadn’t been talking to Tasha, he’d been talking to Kass while Tasha looked on, chatting away. Relief washed over Tasha, making the rage subside. Her wolf wasn’t totally relaxed—her focus was on Sansa

The White Wolf inside her did not pace its cage anymore—it prowled, ready. Somewhere far below, thunder rolled over the city, unnoticed by most. But here, in Nyxara’s penthouse, the real storm gathered. The cracks were not in her—they ran through the ones who thought they could hold her, use her, break her. Nyxara drew a slow, steady breath, her eyes burning with the promise of reckoning. “Let them react,” she said, voice low and electric. “The consequences are coming. Ready or not.” Kael swallowed, the bravado gone from his posture. Rowan simply nodded, eyes grave. They both understood now—the city’s storm wasn’t coming. It had arrived, and its name was Nyxara Vale.

Draven bellowed gloriously sending quivers to Onyx's heart. Onyx yelped as he felt his essence being taken from his spirit and cried, "I...I am sorry! Please forgive me, my Lord, for I did not know." The large wolf's expression remained unchanged, but the flames disappeared causing Onyx to release a sigh of relief.

Thank you so much for reading The Snow Storm! If you would like to find out more about what happens to Owen and the rest of the Williamson family then check out the sequel, Murder Motel. Here is a sneak peak of the book.. Chapter One September 17, 2007 “Am I speaking to a mister Owen Matthews?” “Um, yeah, that would be me.. Can I help you?” He does not recognize the female voice on the other end of the line but he has to admit, it is a beautiful voice. He would know how to spot a lovely voice, considering her heard random voices all day long.