Priority Continuum Onyx Review Novels & Stories

He despised the idea of bloody conflict; Lyndre was what we called a peacemaker. Onyx, on the other hand, believed a pack’s triumph was measured by the size of the bloodbath it could produce. Like all old wolves, his glory days had been in his youth , a youth spent fighting against the Noar alongside my father. Both were wise in their own ways, essential to the council and to maintaining balance. But now, as I went against my own oath to uphold the treaty, only to give Violet what she’d asked for, there wasn’t much room for argument.

His hand was on my wrist instantly pulling it up, my hair blowing off my shoulder from the speed of his actions as he looked down at my perfectly intact hand. His eyes were pure black, I wasn't dealing with Nixon anymore as Onyx shoved me against the wall by my face, frantic as he pulled my hand up to inspect it himself and then pressed the back of it against his cheek once he was satisfied. He slid his hand up my forearm until it reached his mark; a light purr rattled through him as he blinked, bringing Nixon's never-ending light eyes back. They were so light it seemed impossible, like the palest form of citrine that you could see right through, and yet you'd never reach the bottom. “What

“There’s another thing…They’re coming here. This was the next pack planned for a cull. On the new moon when it’s the darkest, that’s when they’ll strike.” I reeled. “And you’re just telling us this now? Fuck. We’ve got to start evacuations of those who can’t fight.” I pounded my fist on the table next to Sienna and she jumped, fear coating her rogue scent. “I’m sorry, I needed to get my mate healed first. I figured if I told you right away that they were coming you’d kill me. But I’m not hiding anything else. You’ve got time to prepare and evacuate those who can’t fight. And the defences of Onyx are one hundred times that of Grey Back.”

As he stood outside the crown princess' drawing room and his eyes watched her crying quietly, a wicked smile made it's way to his lips, he understood everything now. Crossing paths with the mother and now, meeting the daughter crying made Onyx realize something— He could never find a better opportunity than this. With a devious smile, he stepped into the room with a small knock. Xylah's head snapped towards the entrance as another smile crawled up his lips. "Wel, hello there.. your Highness"

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

I recalled his sweet words, his embraces, and his promises… Memory after memory drifted through my mind, but none stirred anything in me. Compared to his "Priority above everything" for Vivian, they felt like a joke. When the first trace of sunlight broke through the clouds, I dialed his number one last time. This time, his phone was turned off. I stared at the screen and scheduled a timed email to be sent to him. Inside, I attached three things. First, a photo of the hospital order stating, "Prioritize treatment for Vivian."

“Yeah, I guess, for the time being, anyway.” “Then I’m in shape to fight. Probably best if you leave now.” I say, my eyes now glued on Onyx, who is getting better at too slow of a rate. His color is better but his eyes still look like he is an undead. If it doesn’t get better, neither of us will make it to her in time.

"Cherry is awake and my parents will be returning in two weeks. They would want to know the outcome of my investigations. I spoke with them this evening and my father seems to know something. I know they like you so much and just to please them, you'd want to tell them," I stepped back and raised my hand. "What are you talking about? Are you trying to keep me shut? You're even making me look like a fool begging to be liked. Know what? I don't give a fuck about your partner's and your sister. I am already fed up with being in this palace and I do not care one bit so don't speak to me like I want anyone to like me!" Onyx didn't say anything. He gulped down his drink. His breathing became labor

His loyalty will never let anything bad happen. The watch on his hand beeped, it’s eleven pm. Master told him to feed her at half past eleven which means he should ask Aurora to cook now so that they will be prepared by that time. The Onyx is the four-storey building, the capital of the entire city Ralph built and located exactly in the centre surrounding with buildings at least mile away from it. Encircling the fort are the tall bushy trees concealing the insides thoroughly. The Onyx is built elegantly with black brick walls and highlighted with gold. But the maximum of the building is engulfed with floor to ceiling glass windows. A huge black wolf with golden eyes sculpture is placed in fr

It felt comforting to reconnect with someone who was supportive. As evening began to paint the sky in hues of orange and pink, Onyx grew quiet, his gaze lingering on me with a mix of fondness and longing. He tentatively reached out, his hand inching closer, but I raised mine gently, creating a barrier between us. “Onyx,” I murmured softly, meeting his eyes with a silent warning, “you can’t get too close. If Zavier senses your scent on me... it’ll only cause more complications for both of us.”