Onyx Storm Excerpt Cosmopolitan Novels & Stories

We really do have a pretty good thing going here…so far,’ Zara chimed in. Why was my wolf being so supportive and ‘TEAM POD’ right now?! Before I could say anything else to Zara, I was interrupted. “Goddess kitten, you are intoxicating!” Onyx groaned, stretching and moving even closer, squeezing his head in between where mine and Colt’s heads were laying. I turned my head to him and saw his dark brown orbs, morning stubble, and wickedly sinful pouty lips almost nose-to-nose with me. “Hey, beautiful,” he grinned, leaning in quickly to softly press his luscious pillowy-soft lips on mine in a sweet kiss, “I can smell you all the way up here.”

All the side talks came to a stop as soon as the grand doors of the luxurious pack halls opened, lips opening in shock. Alpha Xavier Valcourt looked perfect as usual in a crisp Armani suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and tall hunky build, his coal black hair and piercing grey eyes dangerously beautiful. But he wasn't the only reason that the crowd gasped in shock. The woman in his arms who walked with the grace of a model, her exotic black hair flowing down her waist, her small delicate face framing her honey brown eyes. Tonight, Ophelia Storm was in a long red dress that was slit to the knee, exposing smooth creamy skin and endless legs in heels.

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.

My stomach dropped instantly. No. No way. “Wait,” I interrupted immediately. “You were part of WHAT?” Stormy sighed deeply. “You omegas really love interrupting dramatic reveals.” “You casually admitted to omega genocide!” “It was more politically complicated than that.” I stared into space blankly. This wolf was insane. Actually insane. Stormy however kept talking anyway.

"Go get stuffed, you horny old bastard! I have a fated mate. I can feel him! Unless we reject each other, you will never be able to bond with us, no matter what you do!" Onyx carefully analyzed her chest and snickered bitterly as he saw the mate mark of a crescent moon glowing on her fair skin, "This is rather an unheard of development and here I was hoping you to be fair game for at least a year...how disappointing." He then released her and his eyes transformed back to his gray eyes.

The whispers around her grew louder, forming a symphony of awe, but Olivia stood out among the onlookers, her gaze sharp with envy, analyzing every detail with seasoned spite. Then, as if summoned from the shadows, Xavier emerged. His presence loomed, a dark gravity that pulled all things toward him. With an ownership that spoke volumes, he slid his hand along Cathleen's waist, and the smile she offered him was a viper's dance—seductive and dangerous. It was then, in the glint of their shared glance, that Olivia felt the cold grip of exclusion. Cathleen was his orbit, his satellite, and Olivia was a mere onlooker to their celestial waltz. Olivia, more than ever, was sure Xavier and Cathleen

Knox asked. "None of your business," Orion replied. "Sure. Are you sure it's okay to let her walk off with that mood?" Knox asked once again. "She's stronger than you think. Drive, Knox," Orion closed his eyes and relaxed back into his seat, already feeling his head ache. He wasn't angry with her, he was angry with the world, he was angry with societal norms, he was angry with fate. Knox drove off. * "I don't want to move!" April yelled the moment she got into the house.

Another laughed as it forced its way down her throat and one after the other, they raided Margaret open body parts. Her blood splattered everywhere and her eyeballs rolled down the hill we were on. Collins grabbed the golden orb, and fled with it in his possession. I was transfixed but with time, too, I ran for my life and just like I have come to discover now, wolves have and always will be... Sacrificed. Once a year. And so shall it be till the end of day, none has been and none shall be able to break the cycle. Dear diary, armageddon can't be as gory as what I saw.

The elderly woman shouted and tried to keep the fading woman conscious. Unfortunately, her words went unheard, as the woman on the bed breathed her last. In the spring of the New World Formation of 2030, in the LiLong Country of Long Capital City, Crown Princess Consort Qing Yue was reborn as the daughter of the world's most renowned businessman.

Amy’s POV Nobody could outsmart me. Nobody. And especially not an Omega. I smiled smugly as I pressed my ear to the door. Not that I needed to – Jane and Colin were being loud enough that the whole of the Storm pack could hear them. It was just like that little slut to spread her legs without a care for who was listening in. ‘Or maybe it had something to do with the aphrodisiac you slipped her,’ said my wolf, Eve, her voice every bit as smug as mine.