Onyx Twin Falls Mga Nobela at Kwento

It is not fire but something clean and cold that hums through my jaw and into my skull. The bond I have known my whole life rips wide open and a third heartbeat slams into my chest, buried deep and fast. Him. I feel his eighteen years all at once, the cold, the dark, the listening, the loneliness that never had a name until now. It hits so hard my knees buckle. The dark twin gasps. "I can hear you. Both of you." The creature screams as the light burns its hand and lets Maya go. It stumbles back holding its blackened hand as the pool behind it erupts.

I winced in pain as I stood up from the floor of my tiny room. The cracking sound of my bones reminded me of who I had become. I touched the painful bruise on my head as I raised the curtain to catch a glimpse of the beautiful rising moon. My favourite shape of it, I liked watching it peer through the clouds to cast it's cool effect on earth. At such a time some time ago watching it from the balcony of the luxurious pack house but today my glorious days had since disappeared into the abyss.

CHAPTER ONE “I need you to pretend to be me.” The words hit me harder than the rain splattering against my kitchen window. I gaped at the woman before me. A woman I hadn't seen in eleven years. My exact replica. My twin sister. Except Arla Morrison looked nothing like the girl who had disappeared before sunrise, the morning of our eighteenth birthday with stolen cash and broken promises. She looked expensive now. Untouchable. Dressed in a cream cashmere that could pay my rent for five years, diamonds whose price certainly cost a kidney glittered against perfectly manicured finger, while my lights flickered like they were seconds away from dying.

he told her, his voice icy. Moments later, the Demons' commander was all smiles, a lotus that transformed from my tattoo in one hand and a glowing Life Core in the other, clearly pleased with himself. "You five are quite the spectacle, unlike anything I've ever come across. "How about a choice? Who gets to live and who dies?" His words cast a shadow over everyone's faces, turning them a shade grimmer. The elder could no longer hold back and pleaded with urgency. "Please, no! If the Twin Flowers of Chaos perish, it'll unleash chaos itself! You must consider the fate of the entire world."

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

Aurelia, now nine years old, was the ringleader of the day's activities, and the twins, two years old, were all eyes and giggles as they took in their surroundings. Imagine our surprise when they came out looking different from each other. They were fraternal twins. I never thought it was possible. Thorne was almost a mirror image of his fathers. His hair was in thick, resolute waves and as dark as midnight. In contrast, Alistair presented a captivating combination of my own traits with my mates' unique blend. His locks were familiar brown with curls at the tips. Thorne's eyes were a deep and profound brown. Alistair's eyes were a mesmerizing shade of blue like a tranquil sky.

Max already knew from my reaction that they were my mates. Walking in with Max, I looked right at my mates. One had black hair and eyes and was a little bigger than Dravo, the other looked like he had gold eyes and hair and the same height as his twin. They are gorgeous. But the look they shared broke my heart a little. They nodded to each other and walked down towards me. I stood firm. I knew what was coming. “Name.” The darker twin asked “Sapphire Moonstone,” I said. “I, Onyx Heartsfire-” Onyx said.

“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!”

The soft clink of crystal glasses and the low hum of classical music filled the grand ballroom of the Verano Estate, a fortress masquerading as elegance. Candlelight danced on the chandeliers, reflecting off the diamonds and secrets that adorned every guest. Behind every tailored tuxedo was a weapon; behind every smile, an agenda.

She was strong and wicked smart. I left my office and walked down the black marble halls of the Onyx packhouse. It was mid-July and sweltering hot outside, but the cool marble of the hallways kept the pack house temperate. I walked outside to the back of the house and looked over the small glacial lake that guarded our northern border. Onyx was based up at the top of Silverthorne Mountain in the northern coastal mountains of British Columbia. There was a snowpack at the top of the peak that remained all seasons, and the lake was frozen over the majority of the year. However, from June to August the blistering heat melted the lake and made the alpine wildflowers bloom, turning the meadows int