Rebecca Yarros Onyx Storm Book Tour นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She then asked after taking in the scene. "We are all here," Gloria's voice came, as she stepped into the clearing. George was following behind her with a body over his shoulder. He threw it on the fire casually before wiping his hands on his pants. "So it is safe to say that this is all over," he said, staring directly at Gore. ''It is, Onyx is now longer a threat and Scarlet made sure that he won't be reborn." Harlow nodded. Gloria sighed, then laughed. "Thank gods, because I don't know how much of this I could take. The enemy started rolling in the day you left. It was a good thing we were prepared for the attacks."

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

Grady leans a fraction. “Onyx?” he asks the part of him that bares teeth only for need. Hold, Onyx says, rumble over our matebond. The fox thread Sable seeded under the third stone shivers, the line Nova saw this morning tries to be funny. My mark heats, the house hum warns me the way your body warns you about bad meat. “Girls,” I say without looking, and Zara steps into the crowd we seeded on purpose today with aunties. Children lift, chatter changes flavor and the world glances to its corners.

The storm clouds of uncertainty loomed on the horizon, casting a shadow over our pack's once unshakeable foundation. They seemed to be in a deep conversation, and then she began looking around… and then she looked up… I quickly moved sideways, away from the window. How was this even possible… all my plans, everything was ruined now, and there was nothing I could do about it. Lyra was back… and it seemed as though that wasn't all of the news.. she brought something else with her.

Storm had bypassed the pack networks entirely, calling his Beta directly and demanding he drop everything to race to the main house. “What the hell happened?” Orion asked as soon as he rushed in. Storm didn't answer. He simply slid his secondary phone across the mahogany desk. This was his private burner he rarely used and kept locked in his desk drawer. He had carefully forwarded only the two images, deleting the blackmail text from the first device to keep the threat to himself.

Rhys and I would sit around the kitchen table with her long after dinner had ended and listen in delight as she told us all about the hilarious misadventures that Soxor went on. I loved hearing about how his wit saved the day. Now, I had to convince my long-time enemies that a legendary hero had gone dark in the worst way possible and was planning to attack them. When did life get so complicated? “Ferrah?” Onyx called out gently. “Are you alright?” “Fine,” I replied. I forced a smile. There was no point thinking about how strange it all was. This was the reality I found myself in and I had to deal with it.

"Disgusting! Don't act innocent. I've seen more than my fair share of tricks like yours—more than you'd think. Why not stay at home on a hurricane day? Why summon another woman's husband out in extreme weather? Is that what you call being 'ordinary friends'? "Weren't you supposed to be abroad for treatment? What, couldn't cut it overseas so you came back to sponge off others?" Charlotte turned to Calvin, a pitiful pout playing on her lips. "It seems my coming back was a mistake. But I really wanted to see you, to obtain closure for that chapter of my life. I suppose I'll leave tomorrow. You should lead a good life with Heather." With that, she fled. As she ran, he chased behind. She had nowh

The torch flames danced as Dathan turned and disappeared into the shadows, leaving Reyes alone with the map—and with vengeance etched into every line of his face. Outside, thunder rumbled on the horizon, the wind howled through the ramparts, rattling banners and whispering of war. The final night approached—its quiet full of unspoken promises and the slow, deliberate tightening of claws. War had arrived—and both Alphas knew it was no longer just about territory or dominance, it was about her. The storm was coming and the wolves of Nyxoria were ready to meet it, and there would be no mercy.

The White Wolf inside her did not pace its cage anymore—it prowled, ready. Somewhere far below, thunder rolled over the city, unnoticed by most. But here, in Nyxara’s penthouse, the real storm gathered. The cracks were not in her—they ran through the ones who thought they could hold her, use her, break her. Nyxara drew a slow, steady breath, her eyes burning with the promise of reckoning. “Let them react,” she said, voice low and electric. “The consequences are coming. Ready or not.” Kael swallowed, the bravado gone from his posture. Rowan simply nodded, eyes grave. They both understood now—the city’s storm wasn’t coming. It had arrived, and its name was Nyxara Vale.

I wouldn't have hung up! "You're still making excuses!" Remi was utterly disappointed. He couldn't even look at her anymore. "Take your son back to your room. I don't want to see you right now." "You're treating me and Benson like this because of Ariel? Well, I don't want to see you either!" Ella stormed upstairs with the baby. Watching her go, Remi collapsed onto the couch. An image of Ariel suddenly flashed through his mind. She was holding up a tiny outfit, smiling. "Remi, come look! I bought this little outfit for the baby. Isn't it pretty?"