Thrax X Ozzy Novels & Stories

Marley Todd rushed over excitedly, and Zoey said indifferently, "It's not over yet." The woman stopped in her tracks, clenching her fists. Zoey proceeded to stab him in other pressure points, and Xander's pale face finally began to relax. When he slowly opened his eyes and saw Zoey, fear filled his eyes. He felt weak all over but wanted to escape, so he rolled over and fell down directly. Marley and Hazel helped Xander up, but Xander was twitching a bit due to lack of oxygen. Milton asked, "How did he become like this?"

He quickly grabbed the sharp knife in his coat with his other hand and attack Zitrey, however as quick as lightning his opponent get a hold of his hand once again, without even blinking and taking away her gaze at Z. Since awhile ago, when X kicked this scaredy-cat's ass, her stare didn't leave at Z's nape as it shows a peculiar tattoo; a silver moon with a skull inside of it. The skull was penetrated by a dark blue bullet on its frontal lobe. Black clouds surround the skull and the silver moon as if it symbolizes 'death' or 'darkness'. Seeing this Zitrey cold expression became darker. "X sort out your things immediately." their Boss commanded. He still wears that warm aura yet has a cool an

THADDEUS POV CONT'D Vex just laughed. “That wasn’t a request, that was a demand! Whatever Zoey has held over you that makes you do her bidding, but just remember that I am 1000% more dangerous and petty than my cousin!” I was watching Zandra the entire time, so I became curious when she darted her eyes at me when Vex mentioned the dirt that Zoey had on her. I would have to ask her about that. I was brought out of my thoughts when I was overwhelmed by the scent of Zandra’s fear! I saw Vex smiling sadistically at my mate. Vex was starting to really piss me and Loki off on a big scale. I scooted my seat closer to Zandra to try to give her some kind of comfort. I calmed down a little when I saw

Like I was electrocuted, I pushed him off me and also took a step back. "Erm...erm...," Well f*ck me because I had no idea what to say. My thoughts were all jumbled up and the only thing keeping me sane by the minute was the fact that I was staring straight ahead the cell and not into those confusing orbs. Lest I forget, why were their orbs so haunting? One minute both orbs of the brothers are beautiful, the next minute their scary and then a disaster. What the hell is going on?

Oh, goddess. What a mess. I take a deep breath, cedar and fresh rain flood my nose- he smells delicious. I can feel my palms sweating, I go to wipe them and that's when I realize, I’m not wearing pants. Oh, goddess, I think I’m going to be sick. My throat burns as the acid comes rushing up. “Grayson, link the doctor please” I hear Alpha Zac say before the darkness is back. Old friend, we have to quit meeting like this….

Thanks to Oliver, my dreams that night were way too vivid for my own good. The next morning, I drifted into the office looking half-dead with dark circles under my eyes. Tracy dragged me into the break room and bluntly announced that a man had clearly sucked the life out of me. I poured myself a cup of coffee and nodded weakly. "A top-tier incubus, too..." Before I could finish speaking, a shadow fell beside me, carrying that familiar cold woody scent.

Rain poured from the sky, cold and unforgiving. Back at the pack, Izzy stood by the entrance, watching the storm rage. “Why is it raining now?” she muttered. Kimmelly’s eyes stayed on her. “Are you scared of thunder?” Izzy exhaled sharply. “I killed someone today. Of course, I should be scared of the thunder.” Kimmelly grabbed her arm, yanking her back. “You what?” Izzy smiled. A slow, chilling smile. “The food was poisoned.”

I was eager to experience that kind of love from him. His body straightens and he has a deep frown. I look at him with confusion, but he doesn’t say anything. I ask in a soft voice, “Ozzy, what’s going on?” He doesn’t answer, he doesn’t even look at me. I notice the gas first, I’ve smelled this scent so many times before when they were trying to make it. Osborn has elf in his blood, he’ll knock out first, but it causes wolves to pass out as well.

MAKE IT STOP! His scream, raw and laced with remembered chemical agony, tore through the makeshift clinic. It wasn’t just a nightmare. It was a flashback, visceral and terrifying, triggered by the mere thought of Thorne and the Phoenix strain. And within his delirium, a horrifying detail: *"He said it would find the weak… make them burn from the inside."* Thorne hadn’t just escaped with the weapon. He’d hinted at its first use. A demonstration. Targeting the vulnerable. Soon.