Priority Continuum Onyx Review Novels & Stories

Atlas’ POV Onyx. That was my new favorite name. It suited her perfectly describing the color of her long, black shiny, silky hair that I wanted to run my fingers through. Fuck. Her scent was better than anything I had ever smelled in my life; coconut and with a hint of warm vanilla. I wanted to inhale that scent forever. Her eyes were the prettiest shade of purple I had ever seen. I never even fucking liked purple until I saw those gems. I was a compete sucker for her. Her skin was smooth and pale like porcelain, and her lips were so full and pink. I needed to feel them against mine.

"I don't care! I don't need your permission. I have priority here. Whether you like it or not, you need to back off!" "Priority?" Khloe arched an eyebrow. "Our policy is to prioritize clients based on their financial profile. Purchases aren't necessarily first-come, first-served. Clients with greater assets receive preferential treatment." The female sales manager delivered her explanation without so much as looking at Khloe, her tone dripping with open disdain. Khloe's brows drew together. "This policy really does leave a person… speechless." Just then, the original manager returned, looking deeply apologetic. He leaned in and whispered, "I'm so sorry. That young lady is a member of the Ols

The silver and the wolfsbane stopped him from shifting completely, but frequent half-shifting tore up all other clothes. Mother looked at me with a troubled gaze. Sheryl was a minor. Forget about telling her about mate bonds; if Onyx tries to have s*x with her, it would be a grave sin, and he could be punished for ra*ing a minor. “I know what I am doing, Luna. Please, remove these chains. He is in a lot of pain.” Shery pleaded again, crying aloud this time. I walked to her, ignoring the growl coming from Onyx. I could feel that the effect of his rut has started fading by now. He was lucky if it stops by now, only in three days.

"What did you tell them?" Orion pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, his expression turning lethal. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. He flipped it open to reveal a ring—not a diamond, but a black opal that looked like a trapped, swirling galaxy. "I told his lead security that I don't discuss my private acquisitions with trespassers," Orion said, his voice dropping to a gravelly low as he took my hand. He slid the ring onto my middle finger. It fit perfectly, the weight of it feeling like a promise.

It would be bad for Faye as the heir to the Onyx pack and for the Onyx pack because their human hunting past would come back and bite us in the ass. “I must say, Alexandra, you’re very incompatible with the Onyx pack. They’re the most skilled human hunters in the world. Some say they can smell the human in another town,” Luna Eleanor said, a smirk rising on her wrinkled face. “I’d be careful if I were sleeping with a shifter like Enzo at night.” Okay, maybe Onyx’s human hunting past wasn’t entirely frowned upon. It seems that’s what everyone is banking on now. I crossed my arms and frowned. I wanted to tell her I don’t sleep because I’m too busy being rammed into by the Supreme Alpha himself

Mason, too, smiled. "Trust me they are made for each other," Gerbert said and Mason chuckled, "I'm hoping so." "I'll have the espresso, please," Onyx said as the server scribbled down his order. "How about you, madam?" He inquired, and she replied curtly, "A water!" When Onyx smirked, she narrowed her eyes. "So, which ring do you prefer? Sapphire? Diamond. Ruby? Emerald?" Onyx asked and she scowled. "None. I'm not going to marry a jerk like you. Not in this life!"

Onyx immediately barks orders as he moves large items in front of doors and windows so no one can enter. Within an hour, the Cabin seems safer than any locked cell I have seen. Onyx has stationed a set of chairs at the top of the stairs, connecting the main stairwell and the servant’s passage. No one will enter the rooms unless they come in through the windows with us sitting there. As promised, we took the first watch, and everyone else went to sleep. “You are more than welcome to go to sleep, my love.” Onyx lifts my chin and looks deep into my eyes. “Not without you.” I gargle out through the need growing between my legs. “You know I can smell you, right?” “Good,” I whisper seductively. “I

Onyx asked as he claimed his own seat to my left and Pyrite sat to my right. “The stone chairs are a little hard, but I’ll -,” I started to say but Onyx was up and back in a few seconds with two pillows in his hands. I stood up and he placed one pillow on the seat and one on the back. I blushed and sat down, his hand took a bit of my hair into his hand and smiled.

Still nothing. Onyx growled. “It’s odorless.” A frown crept up on my face. “You sure?” “Positive,” he said with certainty. That wasn’t helping. Onyx could identify hundreds of scents. Poisons. Plants. Blood. Illness. Most things left traces. Whatever had been mixed into these drinks apparently didn’t. “There’s no smell,” Onyx muttered. “Wonderful.” My sarcasm wasn’t appreciated. I set the glass back onto the table and looked toward Kael. “Have the contents examined.”

Without warning, I feel his mouth latch onto my clit, forcing my hands into his hair as my legs shook. “I’m worshipping my mate,” Onyx’s voice growled as he carried me with ease up the stairs. His lips pressed against my inner thighs before moving back to my clit, only to repeat the motion four times before I was tossed backwards onto the bed. I know, because I counted every single time he repeated the pattern, wishing that he’d never stop. The remainder of my panties were shredded, leaving me bare against the soft fabric of James’ duvet. His scent was embedded into the silk, and I wanted to drown in it while Onyx made my body come alive.