The Onyx On Sheridan Novels & Stories

“And you trust it?” “I think it trusts me.” She smiled a little. “That’s what I hadn’t seen coming. His eyes flickered flames. “Then we listen.” They fell asleep under a quiet sky. No dreams came. Yet just before dawn, Serakha sat up with a start, her heart racing. She sat up. And in the shadow — the non-threatening but still threatening shadow — was the Onyx Wolf. Not moving. Not snarling.

He looks at himself and at first he noticed nothing different and look closer untill he sees the gold in his eyes. 'Onyx what is this?' Landon asks in shock. ' I don't know, alot has changed but I don't know what Landon and it kind of bothers me' Onyx says not very happy. He pulls of his shirt and immediately sees the mark on his neck and he looks closer. The outline of two cats with their head against each other and wings on each side and it has a soft golden glow to it. "WHAT THE ACTUAL F&@#!" He shouts and rushes out to Jarek.

The women curled their lips and sneered at her, “Not everyone can get into Mr. Sherman’s arms. “Many people want to be with him but aren’t good enough! “Mr. Sherman came up here out of concern because he saw you standing here alone. Don’t be ungrateful.” … Sherman looked at Yvonne satisfiedly. She was wearing a pure white jacket, black flared pants, and sneakers. She looked innocent and beautiful. The red bracelet on her wrist did not look expensive, but it added to her charm. Yvonne’s natural beauty made Sherman’s eyes sparkle.