Onyx Storm Release Novels & Stories

He’d given Blackclaw back to its rightful name without hesitation, and he’d done it with this steady calm I was starting to depend on more than I wanted to admit. “You ready?” he asked. Not really. But close enough. I inhaled, steadying myself. The ceremony wasn’t loud or extravagant. It didn’t need to be. My people were alive. My land was free. That was enough. When the elders placed the obsidian crown against my forehead, something inside my chest eased—like the last piece of a puzzle I’d been carrying since childhood finally locked in. “Eliana Stormwolf of Shadow Pack,” they said, voices rising with a weight I felt deep in my bones. “Your bloodline returns home.”

I clinched and released again and again until my twat exploded. I executed it perfectly. Touchdown! That was the game winner. It brought Cyrus to a climax. He leaned back and shot his fluids all up in me. There were no worries on my part. My birth control was permanent these days. I bounced my juicing ass against his groin to prime out every last bit of his nut.

Sasha still haven’t given up on trying to steal my man. Maybe it was time to make it painfully clear that Orion was taken. A smile tugged at my lips. “Fine,” I conceded with a small sigh. “I guess I’d better start packing.” The moment I agreed, the worry on Orion’s face melted away. A bright smile spread across his lips, stretching from ear to ear. “Good,” he said, sounding far more relaxed than he had a few moments ago. “Then I’ll have the team start working on a press release announcing that your next exhibition will be held in New York City.”

A knock sounded on the door and a guard walked in, bowing in reverence before he began to speak. "What is the problem this time?" David asked, his tone conveying annoyance. "The rogues of Onyx Herald released a general message last night in the city. We only got to hear about it now from the mole planted in the city." We all sat up, my ears perked up in interest. "What did they say?" "That they won't stop until the royal family of...Dark moon returns their lands to the, give them independence and autonomy. They won't stop until the ones branded as banished are released."

I looked from Damien, to Lucan and to Orion. And realized there's no hope anymore.Then Orion lifted his head slowly and whispered: “There may be another way…” I looked at him. My heart beating fast. “What way?” Orion’s expression turned grave. And his next words changed everything, “The secret beneath Sunrise Pack… is not a weapon.” He paused. Then said: “It is your wolf's full strength.”

I explained. "He said he doesn't know when but he believes it would happen soon or maybe later, he just wants me to be alerted," I continue, giving it to him to read. "That's would be impossible right, wolves don't communicate with vampires," I said but Damon didn't seem quite surprised. "Onyx does," he replied. "How, how did he find a way to settle them and how are you aware?" I questioned him. I found out during my little investigation that Onyx supplies Mecha to them along with omegas to be sex toys for them," he explained..

He runs to find Hunter to come up with a plan. We spot Hunter's wolf fighting two other wolves. Onyx doesn't hesitate and jumps on top of the wolf just before it launches Hunter from behind and instantly sinks his teeth into the wolf's neck before ripping out his throat. Onyx turns around to see Hunter still fighting the other wolf and just when he runs up to help a loud alarm pounds through the air. It hurts my ears and all the wolves stop fighting. Onyx tries to cover his ears when all Jack's men run off. That can't be good.

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

Lucian’s voice was steady in her ear, but the Onyx wolf was becoming too loud, too insistent. You’re not just the key, Serena. You’re more than that. You are the storm. Her heart hammered in her chest as she made a choice. This wasn’t just about resisting the Onyx wolf. It was about embracing it, using it to fight back, to protect herself and the ones she loved. With a sudden, forceful breath, Serena reached deep inside herself and released the power that had been building inside her. The Onyx wolf surged to the surface, a dark force that wrapped itself around her like a cloak.

Inside the shield, it was dry, illuminated by the harsh industrial floodlights of the base. Below, in the courtyard, two hundred soldiers were moving in perfect synchronization. They weren't the starving refugees I had saved from the jungle six months ago. They were unrecognizable. They moved like oil. Silent. Lethal. They wore matte-black armor synthesized from the island’s mineral deposits and treated with Mara’s alchemical compounds. They carried weapons modified with Western solar tech and Northern iron. They were the Onyx Legion. And they were terrifying. "We launch at the New Moon," I said, the date hanging over us like a guillotine. "Forty-eight hours."