Onyx Throw Ya Gunz Novels & Stories

Suddenly, Grayson’s gun is in his hand and he’s pointing it at Gunner’s head. “Back the fuck up off me, Gunner!” Grayson growls like a feral animal. “What the f—” “Now!” Grayson barks. Gunner backs off him, laughing cockily as he raises his arms in surrender. “Whuh-ho, well, look at you boy. I guess you did learn something at my camp last summer.” He nods at the gun. “Now, put that thing away before someone gets hurt.” “You ever put your hands on me again and I’ll put a fucking hole through your head,” he seethes in such a blistering tone I believe him. He waits a beat longer before he lowers his Glock.

“Let me review the details for you.” A picture of an old man appeared. “Garrett Norman is a chemist and has a factory called ‘oracle’, founded a new and rare metal called ‘oryx’ and crafted a weapon called the orb. Orb works like a nuclear bomb but is more compact, in the form of a diamond.” He paused. “It is powerful enough to kill an entire nation with a single strike. The government and every other illegal organization are after Garrett. We need to get it before anyone else.”

I traced the hand holding the gun, and my sight met that of the pair of eyes that'll forever hunt me. They were bloodred eyes!

And I was standing there barefoot on cold concrete, wearing a dress that cost more than most people's rent, watching three billionaires transform into something that looked a lot like soldiers. I should have been scared. I should have been crying, or shaking, or doing literally anything other than what I was actually doing. Which was watching Ronan's forearms flex as he racked a shotgun. "Don't aim for the tires this time," Vane said, tossing a matte-black shotgun to Ronan. "Aim for the engine blocks." "I always aim for the engine blocks. Your driving just throws off my shot." "Your aim is fine. It's your ego that needs adjusting."

“Drop it, Onyx.” “Oh, come on. It’s just one night. Let me play with your pet. Tessa, would you like that? We could even let Master Hunter join in this time and he can play with you tonight. It’s the island's swinger’s night after all. Why not have some fun?” “She’s pretty,” Tessa agreed. “The last time I agreed to this shit, I sat by watching while you two took off with my sub,” Hunter grumbled. “That’s because I’m gifted,” Onyx said, as she stuck out her tongue and wiggled it at him. “She liked this tongue.”

I have no control over Onyx, he is a force and more like Bastein, he is unruly and broody and only 4 and I can’t help but chuckle as he runs around, with a cowboy hat on and a water gun shooting at the cars. I hear a loud chuckle, and my attention goes to the Alpha King Bête DeLaNuit as he stands there with his hands held up in surrender as Onyx points his water gun at him, but what happens next shocked all of us. Onyx squirts him dead in the face and my eyes widen, but before I can do a thing, King Bête bends over and scoops him up in his huge arms, “I’ll take this one back with me, I can use a boy that is fearless.”

In the dimly lit warehouse, Big Lee, the formidable Alpha of the Mexican wolf gang, stood before his loyal men, the air crackling with tension. As he equipped his men with electric guns and distributed the lethal silver bullets, he spoke with a fierce determination "Let's gear up, brothers. We are not taking any chances this time. These guns and bullets are our best bet against Norman's wicked pack. We fight fire with fire."

I needed to fight til the bitter end, even if it meant my death. “Since that’s settled,” I begin, not wanting to waste any more time. “We really need to get moving.” “Let’s do this,” Geraldo grins, his eyes flashing with promise of revenge. “Then lead the way.” When we arrive at the edge of Onyx River territory, Desmond and the others begin to open fire while Geraldo opens his jacket to reveal a bunch of smoke bombs, and after pulling their rings, he begins to throw them. As they explode, we surge forward, taking out what guards remain while they’re distracted and continue to move.

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From the first thump at the back of my head, to the cold slimy feeling as bits of raw egg flowed into the space behind my collar and down my back. I watched the boy for a minute, several heads already popped out from where they’d been hidden behind cars, each one representing an egg that had been thrown at me. “That’s for my sister,” the boy yelled, his voice cracking towards the end as he threw an egg of his own. And then another. “And that’s for my little nephew who you murdered.”