Osrs Onyx Bolts E Novels & Stories

The nerves are starting to kick in. I am hit with the scent of lemongrass when I walk into Onyx’s room. There are three tables set up for us to get massages. Two hunky looking masseuse and a woman for Storm, you know she has a mate and all, they are awaiting us with cucumber water. I decided to go with a deep tissue massage, goddess knows I need it.

Onyx says swiftly, marching past me and grabbing my wrist along the way. I jolt in his direction with a surprised squeak before he whips me around and places his hand on my throat. He entwines his fingers in my hand, drawing my arm away and exposing my chest as I breathe erratically because of his closeness. Onyx presses his chest to my back and leans his face into my neck, taking a deep inhale. “Don’t break free until the last minute.” He whispers, and I furrow my brows. “Make it seem like I’ve given up, then use a burst of energy to surprise them?” I ask, trying to understand the tactic.

Onyx calls out as he lifts me out of the bed and holds me close. We walk only a few steps before we come to an elevator. Brett closes the hidden door behind him and joins us quickly before the doors close, and a light flickers on, revealing one button on the wall, which Brett presses. It feels like forever before the doors open again. “Do you think you can handle a ride in a golf cart?” Onyx asks as I shiver in his arms. “If it gets us there faster.” My teeth chatter. “I will drive,” Matt calls out. “Here is a blanket,” Brett states as Onyx slides into the back seat of the golf cart. “Thank you,” I whisper as I get closer to Onyx. Brett tucks the blanket around my body and some of Onyx as we

Not even the fiery heat of the fire near his eyes or the ash-laden air stinging his nose, could deter him from staying in the spot like a tree. The head priest poured oil over the burning wood for the last time before the orphaned beta’s fragile, heartbroken body swayed furiously left and right. Before Bolt could fall face first into the dangerously hot and fiery pyre, Onyx burst out across the lawn and caught the fainting figure in time. His heartbeat was so feeble that I panicked. Hell, Onyx panicked. “You don’t get to die, mate. You hear me? You can’t die right now!” Onyx shouted and doubled on his legs to reach the emergency room in record time. Bolt had gone limp in my arms by the time

They roared to life, unleashing purple and black lightning in the sky. Onyx's eyes went wide at the sight of them. He never knew the rumors of Scarlet having dragons to be true because few people have seen them or live to tell the tale if they did. It was the same with her chains from hell. He smiled to himself, glad that the others were fighting his fight for him because he really wouldn't, and couldn't, go up against her. Impetum let out purple lightning at a line of witches, while defencitum trampled a few rogue wolves.

I pulled out the weapons that were hidden on my body and dropped them to the ground; two daggers, some shuriken, and a wolfsbane injection fell at my feet, an impressive haul taking in consideration the lack of clothing I was wearing, but still it was a light carry night. “I am Onyx Ventrel of the Ventrel Coven...” they growled and snarled louder but did not move any closer to me. Good. They must have heard of me. “… This wolf, who is an ally to you, needs aid. He will die soon. I drop my weapons to show you I mean no harm, and out of respect, I have not crossed your borders, but if you continue to waste my time and risk his life because of your petty ways, I will simply kill you all with my

“I had my men rake their heads on what would work for someone with your power. Something that wouldn’t allow you to use your power on others but would still allow you to see. This is what they came up with. It’s thick enough that when people look into your eyes, all they’ll see is darkness. You won’t be able to use your power on them, but it’ll allow you to see.” As if I would keep that on. Zao brings the mask close and places it over my eyes. “Perfect. Fits like a glove.” This thing is heavy. I thrash, and it falls right off. Dumb ass. Zao smiles as if it didn’t faze him. “Bring the bolts.” The…bolts? “Bolts? What do you mean bolts?” I ask. He doesn’t answer. One of his men walks up to me w

It gleamed black in the ashen light. Orion swore as a raw sound cut through the haze, but he was already shifting, stepping between us. “Don’t…..” he started. The crossbow barked. The bolt screamed. Every second stretched into a rope. I saw the tip of metal aimed straight for me. Something ruptured inside Orion. He threw himself forward. His shoulder slammed into the bolt’s path. “Orion!” I shouted, panic shredding the last of my restraint.

Alinta cried with tears running down, wincing at the sudden jerk of her hair, quickly silencing her. "Shh, shh, my vixen, let me explore and feel you, I promise I will not go too far," Onyx growled, then kissed the corner of her mouth and grazed his fingernails against the bumps of her ribs. She could feel his hand traveling higher just below her breast. Alinta was becoming lightheaded and started seeing black around her eyes, her body weakened as though it was shutting down from the panic attack.

The steel sang against the scabbard—a clear, ringing note. "Viggo, point. Wolfy, control. Guller, keep the minds off us." We moved. Our boots hit the floor in a synchronized, heavy rhythm. We weren't the ragged survivors of the Wastes. We were the Covenant. We were a single organism moving with lethal intent. A squad of Onyx Guards rounded the corner. They were seven feet tall. Their armor was void-black Barzil-plate that swallowed the light. They held energy pikes. The weapons hummed with a low, threatening vibration.