Onyx The Fortuitous Sequel Novels & Stories

"I'm saying, I want to make contact with the wolves and find out what they have. If something happened, so much as partially hiding the file to keep the information from being destroyed makes sense. The four of them may be a bigger part of this than we realize." "Unless you have more to add to this meeting, go find out what the wolves can tell you. Make copies of that page and bring them to be first. In case you are right and someone discovers its existence. Take a guard with you." Concern deepened his father's expression as he gave the orders. Saber didn't have too much context for the conversation. Talk of wolves made him recognize the wet dog odor in the office building had actually come

Just under a mile, we race after them, the baby covered in a blue orb suspended in the backseat, untouched by the wreckage around her. I marvel at her as the car stops landing on its roof, where it lays dormant and still, yet she is still suspended in that ball. "Come now, Lilith," Onyx talks aloud, something that is a gift of his own. The ability to speak aloud in Wolf form is unheard of. But every lifetime he comes back, he brings new skills with him. This is our twelfth life cycle, the lucky son of a bitch. The child floats out of the broken window, all blonde curls and big blue eyes, and I swear my heart breaks into a million pieces and then repairs itself in a shape that holds her dear

His fur was soft and warm, and I felt safe as he stood up, carrying me effortlessly. The journey back home was quiet and peaceful. Onyx moved steadily through the forest, his powerful strides sure and steady. I rested against him, feeling a sense of belonging I shouldn’t afford, but my heart was all over the place. When we finally reached the house, he took me straight to my room where I shifted only after he left because I was too shy to stand naked in front of him after I shifted.

I thought I had wanted him last night, but it was nothing compared to the urge to make new, tangible memories of being with Xavier in a horizontal position after realizing who he was. I needed to get home. It was unlikely that Onyx had broken anything, but one could never be too sure with that boy and his ability to find trouble. Despite feeling frustrated by his repeated moments of absurdity, I realized that getting angry was futile. Onyx possessed an impulsive and silly nature and a fearless attitude. Nevertheless, his keen observation skills made him the first to notice anything, and his heart overflowed with empathy and compassion for others. I just had to hope it wasn’t broken and only

When my stomach bled from all the alcohol, all she'd said was, "The client's worth more than your life, Nathan. Can you get that into your head?" A new message popped up from David. "Mr. Garrison, your father would like to know if you'll be home for dinner tonight." I looked out the window at the Hatton River. "I'll be home." … Meanwhile, in Landeau Group's conference room, Cheryl stared at the bickering business partners in front of her. "Gentlemen, please don't be hasty. This is our newly appointed Vice President, Mr. Jason York. He'll be…" She was desperate, trying to sell them on Jason. Unfortunately, no one in the room was buying it.

And there it was, a crystal, radiant despite the decay surrounding it, its glow pulsing like a heartbeat. “This is it,” Nina whispered. We approached cautiously, expecting traps. But nothing stirred. We retrieved the crystal and held it in our hands. Its energy hummed, alive, almost sentient. Xavier’s eyes met mine. “With this… we can free them.” --- The next day, we set out to free the triad sisters. In the evening, Nina fell to her knees. “They’re close,” she gasped. “They’re crying.” My heart twisted. We pushed forward until the ground dropped away into a ravine. In the shadows below, half buried by time, stood a fortress, ancient stone, iron gates, magic scars etched into its walls.

His fur was as raven as Onyx's and his striking eyes shone with the same icy blue as Dominic's. “You need to turn. I want to talk to him,” Onyx suggested. A moment later, and Dominic turned into his wolf as well. “Can you hear me? “ Onyx tried to reach out to DJ's wolf. “Yes I can,” DJ's Wolf answered. “What's your name? “ “Orion.” “That's a strong name.” Onyx praised. He stepped closer to Orion, and the pup raised his eyes to look at him. “I am your father.” “I know. I can feel it.”

He moved in between me and swiftly wrapped my legs around his torso, causing me to moan when his bulge hit my virgin core. “H-Hunter…” I moaned softly. Then my eyes widened when suddenly he sat up and ripped off my shirt with his claws. His eyes glowed brighter, shifting into onyx which meant his wolf had just surfaced. He was on the verge of shifting, but still he was in his human form. "Hunter, what are you--"

She walked into Roverthhood not as prey, not as outcast— but as the daughter of Robin Sterling, the forgotten heir. And in her silence, vengeance took root. ---

They would greet the morning with the complacency of those who think they own the world, never suspecting that the foundations beneath them had been quietly, expertly gutted. They wouldn’t see the loss at first. The missing ledger would remain invisible, camouflaged by routine. But soon, deals would falter. Secrets would slip. Allies would vanish, and the patterns that had once been predictable would dissolve into chaos. Only then would they realize that the ground had shifted, and that someone else now held the keys to their kingdom. They would notice when Nyxara chose to reveal herself. She turned away from her darkened screens, letting her gaze wander across the waking city. Her violet ey