Onyx Throw Ya Gunz Novels & Stories

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

It smelled of ozone and damp marble. The Onyx Guard had dug in. They were not using kinetic rifles or energy pikes. They had deployed heavy tripods mounted with sleek, white cannons. The devices hummed with a frequency so high it made my inner ear throb. "Shields up!" Neoma shouted. Her voice was a rough rasp. I saw the muscles in her neck cord as she threw a gravity wall in front of us. The air in front of her distorted, rippling like heat off a radiator.

The weapon was a beast, compact, lethal, designed for his company's black-market clients who demanded precision in chaos. He squeezed the trigger, bursts of rounds shredding the paper targets at the far end of the enclosed range. Bullet casings ejected in a hot cascade, clinking against the concrete floor. Satisfied with the recoil and accuracy, Ronan lowered the gun, flipping up his goggles to reveal piercing green eyes that scanned the damage. 'Effective,' he muttered, the word barely audible over the fading echo.

He had wanted to warn Gigi, fix his mistakes—but he couldn’t. “You have any idea how much money you cost me?” Ronson growled. He pulled out his gun and pressed it against Odin’s temple. “Millions! And all because you couldn’t keep your damn mouth shut!” He let go of Odin’s hair and kicked him in the face—hard. Ronson cocked the gun and aimed again. His expression was dead, eyes void of emotion. His finger curled on the trigger. “You really underestimated me, kid.” BANG. BANG. BANG.

"That eyesore is finally out of the way. How was my child supposed to be heir while she still drew breath?" "Take care of the father. Take care of the pup. Drive her to swallow poison." "Now there's no one left to stop me from being Luna." He kicked the door open.

Elias stood by the door, his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the security monitors. ​"The metadata on the photo, Elias," I said, my voice tight. "It wasn't taken from the bushes. It was taken from a satellite. Military grade. The kind of tech only the Global Lycan Council or the Silver-Bullet Order possesses." ​"Or the people who made you, Ma'am," Elias said quietly.

Seeing the hand prints on her ass, she flushed as she pulled on her hair. "I wouldn't have allowed him spank me, arrg!" She screamed in her head but deep down, she couldn't deny that she enjoyed it. ***THE SNIPER CLAN*** Orion walked into the garage where the rest of the team were standing. He fastened his bullet proof belt before throwing on his shirt. This was a huge heist that they couldn't afford to mess up.

Nox let out a low, guttural sound in the back of his throat. “I swear to you as an Alpha and your mate that they won’t get away with what they’ve done to you. I’m going to kill them all. I’m going to wipe Gideon’s pack from the fucking map, and destroy every camp, safe house, and facility Phineas owns. Once we’re done, there won’t be anyone left to hurt you.” I licked at my dry lips and croaked, “I want to help. I—I need to help.” Nox grabbed a glass of water from the beside table and pressed it into my hands. I nearly dropped it, marveling at how cold the condensation felt against my skin. I guzzled it so quickly that my stomach clenched painfully.

I yelled, throwing him the gun, "It'll send the shade bolting to someone else!" He dropped the glass for the gun he caught and aimed at Stan's back. "No!" Ronnie shrieked, the sound of the gun firing round after round finally unfreezing her. She dove for her husband the second Burney stopped, pulling him off Mike and onto his back. "No," She whispered, her voice drowning in tears. "No, no, no, no, no." She put her head on his chest, clinging to the last few thumps of his faltering heart.

It was Knox, he looked so cool as he worked on the gun in his hands. I lowered myself to the ground as well as the others, I needed to know what was so fun at being a spectator. Knox moved forward as well, standing in line with Ysoria and Alpha Bryn. I couldn't take my eyes off him, even for a second until I heard the gunshot. “Boom!” Ysoria yelled out before pulling the trigger.” She chuckled out loudly but it slowly turned into a loud groan when she saw the deer take off. And then there was another gunshot, but it was Knox. “So weird how you still think you can get a deer with your terrible aiming mum.” Alpha Bryn said, laughing out loudly. Ysoria sneered at him before looking towards Knox