Onyx Symbol Novels & Stories

Like a crescent moon and the head of a wolf entwined. “This symbol,” he went on, “it’s one that’s — it’s connected to a cult that has been operating in the shadows for centuries. “They think the Onyx wolf is needed to make a new order: a world of total control where the powers that be can say anything they want, the very literal definition of the word.” Elias grunted in disbelief. “Isolde and Mira, are they part of this? They’re associated with a group like that?

Nerina pointed to the eastern ocean. "My sanctuary." Aurel pointed to the northern mountains. "My temple." A third symbol pulsed beneath a vast desert. "The Guardian of Flames," Orion said. Another glowed within an endless forest. "The Guardian of Earth." A fifth shimmered over frozen lands beyond the northern sea. "The Guardian of Time." The sixth appeared over a chain of floating islands hidden among the clouds. "The Guardian of Stars." Finally... The last symbol appeared directly beneath Willowbrook Academy. Everyone stared. Lucien frowned.

She spread the pictures on top of her desk and pointed to a symbol that looked like a tree, the branches spread out above it encasing the tree. “And this one, I think, is the symbol for Nymphs.” “Nymphs?” I asked. Rosie nodded her head whilst picking up one of the pictures. She placed it in front of me. I picked it up and saw an intricate design. A lot of time and effort had gone into etching this symbol onto the rock. It looked like the outline of a horned creature of some sort. “This is the symbol for an elf. An ancient elf who rose up against his king.”

It's bright light cast shadows on Blueberry Lane in Tales, unmasking the silhouettes of familiar figures roaming the streets and caressing the rooftops with bright light. Standing outside the coffee bar she worked at, Sreya's chocolate brown orbs eyed the milk white Swan that sat on her coffee; the art of frothed milk and espresso. To different groups, the Swan symbolizes a lot of different things. To the people of Ozwe, a little town next to Tales, the Swan is a symbol of grace, subtlety, gentleness. To the people of Tales, it meant peace, tranquility, love... Everything Sreya wasn't feeling at the moment.

It was a dark, cool gray color with a slightly blue or purple undertone, giving it a subtle hint of mystery and depth. It was onyx. And his eyes were like two pools of black ink, no reflection in them. She tried to remember where she recognized that color of hair. She was sure she had read it somewhere. Onyx wolves were strategists and also fierce warriors. The disadvantage they had was their terrible temperament. They were impulsive and sometimes killed without thinking first. But they were loving to their pack members and mates. She remembered now. Somehow she couldn't believe another wolf like her was standing right here.

For the life of me, I never would have fucking anticipated this. On the dancefloor, someone scrawled the symbol of the Five Alphas into the marble floors: it is an infinity symbol with a line running through it and five short lines running parallel to where the symbol intersects. But it’s not this that has our attention; it is the fact that over the Five Alphas symbol, someone drew a large Omega symbol in Volkov wolf blood. This might mean nothing to others, but those of lycanthrope blood know that the Omega symbol for the Greek God Ares implies war.

Everyone looked at each other. “Do you think you made a mistake, Raven? There seems to be nothing special there,” said Hugo. “There is,” said Tyler. Everyone looked at Tyler. “You are all under protection, so that does not affect you.” “Protection? Who is protecting us?” Cael asked. “Just focus on the photo. Do you know what those symbols mean?” Tyler asked. “Not familiar,” said Kyra. “It’s a symbol made up of three interconnected triangles, also known as “the knot of death” and “the knot of the slain”,” Tyler said. “That symbol has a lot to do with death, the transition from life to death, and perhaps back again. “

I inspected it closer and it looked like a- "Phoenix, a dark Phoenix actually," he smiled. Watching as my hand traced over his forehead. It symbolizes resurrection and immortality according to Greek mythology." It was eye catching, it's what I told him. Then I pulled back once I realized I was leisurely stroking his strong-looking forearm. I embarrassingly shuffled away and left him to work while I went to paint.

He asked, gesturing to the notes in my hand. “There are a few, but I am not sure if they are what you are thinking of.” I opened the notebook and placed it on the desk so he could see. “So I thought maybe we could theme it around the mythological creature the Phoenix. They symbolize rebirth and new beginnings. When the Phoenix dies it catches fire and then is reborn from its own ashes. I think that perfectly symbolizes the changes the pack has gone through. Well either that or the butterfly.” I laughed. He thought for a minute, his eyebrows furrowing while deep in thought. I started to get worried that he may have hated the idea, or worse he had no sense of humor now and took my butterfly co

He didn’t really understand the kind of relationship those two shared, each of them looked at the other as if he was holding the moon for him, but still kept their words and actions very formal, it was there, however, the attraction, growing slowly. NOTE: THE CIRCLE WITH A DOTE (THE ROCK) IN THE MIDDLE IN AN ANCIENT EGYPTIAN SYMBOL, IT HAS MANY SIGNIFICATIONS, GOLD, SUN, CENTER, AND GOD