Onyx Storm Series In Order Novels & Stories

” Tasha frowned, “Oh, Sir Raven over there is not my brother. Not even related” Not related? How on earth was he… “I don’t care,” Storm snapped standing up from the bed, “I am not going to let anyone dictate my life, tie me down or take advantage of me and whatever my powers are. Not now, not ever” Then she turned to Blue who was staring at her with her arms crossed over his chest…” Mate or not” She spat. “Storm,” She turned around to face the other mana, Raven whose eyes were now red although he was smiling with a very tender expression on his face,”

Every trace of it pulled tight around him, condensing into something denser, sharper—no longer a spreading force, but a focused one. A weapon. Rose felt it immediately. The shift from expansion to precision. From pressure to intent. “He’s changing tactics,” Orion said, already moving. Storm didn’t wait. Lightning struck again—but this time, not at him. Around him. A cage of energy meant to contain, to restrict, to force him to stay *present*. It flickered. Held— For half a second. Then shattered as the condensed darkness cut through it like it wasn’t there. Storm swore under her breath.

Its speed didn't drop in the slightest. Odin called out again, "Dasovia's territory is ahead! Foreigners are forbidden! Otherwise, we'll open fire! Turn back!" Still, there was no response. Odin gritted his teeth. Lavinia's order hadn't arrived yet, and he couldn't wait any longer. He made a call on his own. "Open fire!" In an instant, firepower burst from multiple military bases, overwhelming and sweeping toward Storm Phoenix. Storm Phoenix didn't even glance at it. A tornado erupted from its wings, wiping out all the firepower, and it flew straight over the border.

It fell in a plume of ash and choking white smoke. Storm didn’t fight blindly. Centuries of memories fueled every strike. She remembered her previous lives. Those that she lost. Battles repeated. Souls burned away to protect what mattered. Phoenix fire was purification wrapped in righteous rage. Demons instinctively recoiled, shrinking back even before it touched them. Their souls recognized annihilation when they saw it. Osric watched her even as he fought. The awareness of his positioning didn’t escape Storm. The way he always kept himself to her left flank, guarding the aerial blindside. His darkness swirled around him like liquid shadow, thick and heavy. It dragged at the edge of the bat

--- **The Heart's Deception** The forest resists. Branches twist into snares. Lightning animates glass wolves, their howls ringing like shattered windows. Tyrax's gift-the current in my blood-lets me shatter them, but each burst drains me, leaving charred nerves and phantom storms. Eden fights differently now, his void scars leaching darkness into the soil, sprouting obsidian brambles that strangle the forest's wrath. We find the heart at dusk. A stormcloud trapped in a glass orb, suspended atop a plinth of fused lightning. It seethes, its core a swirling eye of green-black fury. The First Storm, the Weaver's first failure.

“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.”

As in! Storm Haha, he’s connecting the dots I see, I get to the stage and Freddie takes my hand as I ascend the steps, he places his hand on the small of my back and kisses my temple. Introduce yourself my love Good evening everyone, my name is Storm Burgesse, daughter of Trillionaire Tycoon Stormas and Thalia Burgesse of Diamond City, I also have three other alias’s I go by I turn to face Dastan who seems to be on the verge of fainting in the corner.

No, it couldn’t be… The large beast flapped its serpentine wings above her head as it came in for a landing. It’s scales took on the color of honey, shining like mirrors in the sun, and it landed with the grace of a blue heron, as it’s onyx talons clacked against the concrete patio. Madchen gasped as the beast shook it’s shiny scales, and sitting atop its head were two beautiful black horns. Ruby eyes blinked in the morning mist, eyes that looked vaguely familiar to her.

I take a deep breath and leave the comfort of my throne and start to make my way around the floor, guided by my father, brother and elder Jonah. First stop was the Ocean’s Howl pack, they control California, their alpha Ares Prince is a well-known playboy with surfer’s blond hair and a wicked smile. Followed by the Crimson Pack from Arizona, and their alpha Set Stanton, who is quiet the hunk if I may say, but is known for being hardheaded. Next comes Gunner Miles from the Moonshine Pack they control Louisiana, and with his cinnamon-colored skin and blue eyes he’s quiet the dream. Then comes Draken Black from the Dark Forest Pack from Chicago, I don’t know what it about him is, but he reads d

“I don’t tell them everything. There are secrets I’ve had to keep from them before. If this is truly something they don’t need to know, I won’t be the one to tell them.” I sighed deeply. Fuck. I was really about to divulge a secret that wasn’t mine to someone else. But I needed someone that could help, and I needed some direction. I wasn’t good at giving backstories and all that shit, plus if Alpha Adrian was serious about five minutes, we only had a few left.” “Onyx is a vampire and werewolf hybrid.” No sense in beating around the bush, I always say. “Wait. What? How? Oh! Her mother, Iliana. That sneaky bastard!”