Trophy Line Onyx Novels & Stories

She steps forward and I pull a box out of my jacket. “This is the Luna Moon Crest, Sable. This is an heirloom of the Docker family. It is meant for my Luna. Meant for you.” I finished as I opened the box. Inside is the Luna Moon Crest. It is a Moonstone, with a black onyx wolf inlayed within the moonstone. The fittings are white gold and around the moonstone are small diamonds outlining the entire crest. My mother had given Jett the family ring and me the crest. I had it put on a white gold necklace so she could wear it around her neck. I see Sable’s eyes water, “Do you like it, my Luna?”

Her awareness melds with mine, her excitement washing through me, and slowly we spin around to see Onyx. His dark eyes focus on me, his chest heaving up and down as he takes a step closer. My chest feels like it is growing larger by the minute until he gets close enough and I catch his scent. His soft aroma of eucalyptus and rosemary hits my nose and everything he has done, every wrong, every lie, is lost in the light that blinds me in sheer excitement. “Mate.” Onyx whispers with a happy sigh. “My. Mate.”

Always black. But tonight’s shirt was something different. Something made for this night alone. It was custom-made - matte black, fitted perfectly to my body, with silver-thread embroidery so fine it was almost invisible unless you stood close enough to bleed. The embroidery wove the crest of my lineage across the chest and down one arm: a silver wolf wrapped in thorns. Strength and ruthlessness. Loyalty and death. I shrugged out of the loose training shirt I’d worn all day, the cool air kissing the bare skin of my torso.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for being here tonight. This collection is deeply personal to me. Twinx was created in honor of my twin babies, my greatest source of strength and hope. Every piece tells a story of resilience, rebirth, and unbreakable bonds.” The lights dimmed slightly as the first models walked down the runway. The Twinx Collection was breathtaking. Each piece featured delicate twin motifs, two intertwined diamonds representing the unbreakable connection between my babies, set in rose gold and platinum. There were elegant necklaces with matching twin pendants that sparkled like stars, earrings designed as mirrored halves that became whole when worn together, and bracelets w

"Which is why we're running it again." Lincoln looked at me for another moment, something moving through his expression that I couldn't fully read, and then he nodded. "Fine," he said. The test took less than ten minutes to set up and less than thirty seconds to produce a result. The object used was a carved Lycan bloodstone that the Oracle had brought from the archive's oldest collection, capable of detecting shared lineage through physical contact. It glowed when Lincoln pressed his palm to it and Hector pressed his to mine simultaneously on the other side.

Zyphre grabbed his left hind limb, pressing the right hind limb with his right paw while Orion continued thrashing his body to Onyx’s large frame. Onyx tried hard to get away from our grip and howled aloud when Zyphre sank his teeth at the same place that was burned from the silver chains earlier. “He managed to overcome the pain and effects of silver.” I muttered to myself, feeling both amazed and frustrated. No one was free to hear my ranting, and it didn’t bother me. Orion was standing tall at his full height, crushing Onyx under his weight and aura, suppressing his roars and howls.

Victoria scoffed before continuing, "Do you not have the money? Or do you lack the authority to use it? Or could it be that you think Onyx isn't worth that price? "That only means you don't like it that much. I'd have paid up if I were you!" She gave Roxy an imposing stare. "I'm not easily intrigued. But once I set my eyes on something, it must be and can only be mine!" She paused and glanced at Onyx, standing behind her. She patted its head and arched an eyebrow at Roxy. "If you can get Onyx to heed your commands, I'll give it to you for free. How's that?"

“She’s my mate, and any disrespect towards her is directed towards me.” The man’s lips trembled, tempted to say something, but he just sat back down. His eyes were moving to Aria, who gave a subtle nod, and I narrowed my eyes, wondering why she would do that. “And how do we confirm this? We—” Jaxon stepped in. “There’s no need to confirm. I’m sure Sloane also has the same birthmark as Orion. You are all aware that Orion’s family bloodline carries this mark,” he stated.

There is a time for that. Suddenly, she remembered something. She immediately excused herself and went to her bedroom. She took the box where she put her gift. It was a sculpture of a panther. It was an expensive piece because it was made from natural black onyx. It is a rare find. She was told by the salesman that most of the black onyx in the market have already undergone some treatment method to attain its full black color. That’s why the item she bought was really expensive. She took her time as the item is quite heavy. When she got inside the entertainment room, Devlin gave her a questioning look. He saw her carrying a medium-sized box.

she declared, grabbing my wrist before I could object. They were seated in a circle, not far from where we originally sat. Nathan had no choice but to join us. I whispered to Nora. “What's a T or D?” “Short for Truth or Dare,” she said. The rules were simple. Answer the question… or do the dare. And if you refused, you finish one bottle of alcohol. “Let the game begin,” someone said, lifting a bottle with a grin.