Shay Obsidian Novels & Stories

"Come on Damian... Never imagined that you will be jealous of small kid. Are you that insecure?..." Xavier mocked. "Fuck you..." Damian cursed and disconnected the call making everyone laugh. "Are you happy now?" Xavier asked Skyler. "Yes, you are the best Dad..." Skyler hugged him tightly. Sarah couldn't help but smile at them. Xavier was indeed a good father. She was not lucky to get that love. After that everyone went to their respective bedrooms. Sarah was taking shower and she was craving for those medicines, she could feel her body shaking. The addiction has become so strong that she couldn't control it anymore. She quickly turned off the shower and wore robe.

His unwavering gaze sent an unexpected shiver down my spine. "And of course," I continued, my voice dipping lower, more intimate, "this is only the third time we have arranged the Obsidian Suite." The mention of it sent a ripple of excitement through the room. The nervous woman at the front straightened, her eyes widening with interest. "The Obsidian Suite offers something... different." I traced my finger along the edge of the podium. "Book it, and our proprietary algorithm will match you with your perfect partner from within our network. You'll have no idea who they are until you meet them in the suite itself. The environment adapts to your combined preferences, creating something entirely

Many clients swiftly gravitated to Kamman's system, developing a profound sense of trust in a world that was as treacherous as theirs. With the Bronze Orchid strictly restricting its supply to only its authorized channels, product quality soared, attracting high-profile clients, including nations. Those who had eagerly waited for him to fail were ultimately silenced. They shamefully bowed their heads and retreated into their shells. Arman Khaleed, the sole individual who had shared Kamman's vision from the beginning, was beyond satisfied, his admiration and loyalty deepening immeasurably.

REINA Austin’s smile, which had been so warm and genuine just a second ago, completely disappeared. His eyes went flat, replacing the love and desire with a weary resignation. “Showtime,” he muttered, glancing at me. “Showtime means you finally talk to her,” I whispered, pulling the sheet tighter around my chest. The morning air suddenly felt cold.

This silence felt like a man stepping past the place where feeling could still slow his hand, into the colder arithmetic of what the full scope demanded. Kieran had infiltrated the edges of Obsidian through Liliana long before I ever arrived. The design was older than the treaty, older than the bond, older than the claim that had finally forced it into the light. And the man who had to answer that truth had gone so quiet that the absence of his anger had become the loudest thing in the room.

His knees buckle and drop to the ground. The media and police call me silenzio, while the others just call Silenzio. I'm a serial killer and I work for the country's most notorious and dangerous dark Italian organization known as The obsidian Syndicate. I work in the organization merely to quench my blood thirst after the unfortunate incident that occurred in my life which has scarred me and turned me brutal, I was given several therapy sessions but none ever worked to bring me back to the man I used to be before the incident.

She cried, revealing her dimples, one of the numerous features she had gotten from Kendrick. “How are you doing, my angel?” I asked, spinning her in the air as she laughed. We were still bonding when Dina, her nanny, walked up to us with a little plague in hand, “Her award arrived today.” She said, showing off the piece. “Award?” Teddy asked, reminding me of his presence. “Who is he?” Kayden asked, looking from me to Teddy before settling her gaze on me as she used her eyes to demand answers. Setting her on the floor, I stood between her and Teddy, “Kayden, meet my friend, Teddy Lopez, Teddy, Kayden Darwin.” I said, folding my hands in front of me.

I beg, there's just a need to know the bond they have not that it matters because he seems pretty offended by the thought of sharing Lilith. "Khai is a kind soul," Abyss tells me "Obsidian not so much but he has a good side, a kind loving side that Khai hasn't explored yet because he keeps him tied up like a prisoner" her words are said with a feathery tone as if she feels like she shouldn't be telling me any of this. Maybe she shouldn't because it's Khai's story but I want to know, I'm greedy to know the information I seek. Abyss laughs as if she has a direct line to my thoughts which is unsettling.

A variety of a dozen or so tents litter the small clearing. A small group is gathered around a fire, far off to our right, on the edge of the clearing, consisting of three Omegas Cody, David and Tony, and an Elder, Alazaer. The Omegas are each holding a glass beer bottle and seem to be taking turns trying to get Alazaer to laugh. However, each time, he just raises a thick gray eyebrow at them with a blank and unamused expression on his tan wrinkled face.

She just needed to think and after sometime,it seemed like she had remembered and then, she curiously spoke. "Wait! Wait! Wait! Do you mean Mr. Evidence Anderson? The owner of the Evidence condom companies Limited? The youngest billionaire? is that whom you are talking about?" she asked and Crystabel nodded. "Yes, he is." Crystabel replied. "Hmmmm… So, what about him? What happened?" Anita asked. "I met with him yesterday." Said Crystabel. Anita, hearing that, was shocked and surprised as she could now feel her ears stand to hear more.