Onyx Storm Excerpt Cosmopolitan Novels & Stories

No one in his or her f*cking mind would want to wait after seeing and hearing that. I stretched my hand, grabbing a hold of the handle, and used my shoulder to push my weight on the door. The door fell off with a huge crash, dishing out a lot of dust. It was quiet. The dust cleared, and I could smell the scent of people around—the werewolf scent. I was in luck. I stood up, wiping the dust off my body, ready to run again, when I was presented with the whole town looking at me. I was in the palace and in the very center of the ceremony. "It has been chosen; she's the Alpha's Luna."

“Oh, this land will be my territory too because I am your future Luna, Amoux. Do you think that you will end up with Leah? Do you think that your father will easily accept someone like her? She's an Omega.” “She's not an Omega anymore. She's an Alpha now.” Anaya laughed hysterically, and she even shook her head as if I told her something funny. “Amoux,” She whispered in my ear, and gently licked it, which made me groan when I felt a little effect inside of my body. I moved away from her grasp, so she gazed at me using her severe eyes. “I am not afraid that she might be an Alpha, today. You don't know what I am capable of.”

Onyx pushed forward and looked at him intently through my eyes, making the color change, and Falcon took a step backward and watched me with awe. “His name is Hati, and he is a demon wolf; a demi-god, if that makes it easier to comprehend,” Onyx spoke through me. I pushed him back and my eyes returned to their normal blue. “What the fuck was that?” Falcon asked me with wide eyes. “That was Onyx. He’s my wolf and he appeared after a visit from a goddess, and no, I can’t tell you anything else about it,” I said, and filled my glass with Scotch.

“My father once killed a rogue who claimed to be Moonbound. Said the Order hunted their kind through bloodlines, not names. That they were marked by the moon at birth and cloaked by wards too ancient for our packs to detect.” I felt cold. “I’m not an omega,” I whispered. “I never was.” “No,” he said, closing the book. “You’re something far more dangerous.” --- Later, when I tried to sleep again, I felt my fingers tingle. Like something old was stirring beneath the skin. Something that didn’t care about what I wanted. Only about what I was. --- Nyx The woods had always been quiet here. Even when the wind howled and the trees groaned, there was a peace to it—a rhythm that whispered through the

The orb trembles, drinking their clash. Tyrax materializes, human face gaunt. *"Break it,"* he urges. *"Before it wakes."* But the storm's voice is a seduction. *"I am what you lost. What you *are*. Let me in."* The key burns, its needle spinning. A choice: shatter the orb and risk unleashing the storm, or let Lila fuse with it, birthing something worse. I drive the key into the plinth. --- **The Storm's Kiss**

I turn and look at him, his eyes are staring at a painting that is covered and I walk towards it, my hand reaches for the sheet that is covering it when a hard knock hits the door, her voice is a high shrill, “Christov open this door now and face me, end this with her, I am the one you want, the one that your cock loves, I am your Luna.” Fury boils in my veins as he turns towards the door, my feet move on their own and I push him out of the way, he stumbles back, and I swing the door open, and a growl leaves my throat that shakes his pack house. My hand juts out and clamps around her throat and pin her to the wall across from the door, Storm pushes through and speaks, “leave this house now

Though apparently, even the last day couldn't pass in peace. Ella suddenly appeared in front of her with the baby. "You're in such a good mood, Ms. Slater! You're about to divorce the Commander and you can still sit here looking so content? "Actually, I knew you were outside the door that night. I wanted you to know just how good things are between me and Remi now. I love him, and he loves me! He said he wants to devour me in bed. As for you, he said you're boring and rigid. He doesn't like you at all.

’ So here’s to the Alpha and Luna of the Calder-Tsatoke pack. To the coyote who taught thunder how to laugh. To the storm queen who taught the world how to kneel without breaking. May your fights be legendary, your nights be loud, and your coffee always strong enough to resurrect the dead. To Celeste and Remy: the only two people crazy enough to get married on a half-pipe and sane enough to make the rest of us believe in forever. Bottoms up, motherf——s.” He downs the entire glass in one go.

“What happened?” “He cut himself.” Onyx looked offended. “You make it sound incompetent.” “You picked up broken glass.” “I did not know it was sharp.” “It was broken glass.” “I have spent most of my life as a wolf.” “That excuse is becoming less useful every day.” Luna smiled and sat beside them. Onyx looked tired, but the silver had completely vanished from his eyes. “Can you still feel them?” Luna asked. He knew who she meant. “The colony?” “Yes.” “Faintly.”