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Cain begins to feel irritated looking at Onyx acting all formal. “Stop acting politely and all formal. It’s disgusting.” Cain says abruptly. Onyx loses his patient and stares at him fiercely. He is boiling with anger. Suddenly, his suit is steaming and gas emits throughout his body. Then, a crimson fire burns the entire suit and traces to his hair. When the fire has burnt out, Onyx appearance has changed. He’s wearing a black hooded-singlet, a black trouser with chain hanging from one of the pocket, and a pair of black leather boots with belts strap all over it. His iris shifts from amber to electric blue.

Keenan took Dawn home before the sun had set. At home, Dawn checked her laptop for any more updates. There were a few e-mails from Wordsmith Literature. They let her know that the books have been delivered in the bookstores and would begin selling on the 23rd. Anyone who wanted to purchase it could have it just in time for Christmas. Usually, it’s not advisable to publish a book during Christmas since people are busy with Christmas events. It would not be ideal especially if it’s an author’s first book.

Smith UPDATE: The Sequal has been signed!!! The name of the book is called Emerald Eyed Luna: Grant's Revenge. I just signed it and if it isn't posted right now, you should see it in the next day or so. I found it on my laptop but not my mobile device as of right now but it will be available ASAP! Thank you!

her voice got dangerously low, “who is with you?” “I’m in Timber,” I announced causing her to squeak in embarrassment, and suddenly having to listen through all that dick talk was worth it. “That’s it, I’m never leaving and I’m definitely not telling-” “So you’re going to make Onyx scent you then?” I watched Terran go stiff, knowing exactly how predatory we can get, and his reaction was setting the others off. We hadn’t played this particular game in a while, but Onyx was already heating up inside in anticipation.

No matter ehat they knew, they were never prepared for a life of constant fighting between life and death. 'Yes, you were, but this time hiding just won't solve it' Onyx says in his mind. 'What?' He ask Onyx annoyed. When he came vack he was more quiet. Stewing in the back of Landon's mind, and in a time like this when he need someone to understand, Onyx will come forward and agitate him more. Talk about true friends.

Inside the shield, it was dry, illuminated by the harsh industrial floodlights of the base. Below, in the courtyard, two hundred soldiers were moving in perfect synchronization. They weren't the starving refugees I had saved from the jungle six months ago. They were unrecognizable. They moved like oil. Silent. Lethal. They wore matte-black armor synthesized from the island’s mineral deposits and treated with Mara’s alchemical compounds. They carried weapons modified with Western solar tech and Northern iron. They were the Onyx Legion. And they were terrifying. "We launch at the New Moon," I said, the date hanging over us like a guillotine. "Forty-eight hours."

“Now let’s go.” “That’s it?” I ask, flabbergasted. “No yelling? No threats?” Onyx stops and chuckles before stalking back to me and reaching out to run his thumb over my lips. “Oh, hell no,” he chuckles, his eyes filled with mischief and lust as he winks before he bends down and tastes my lips. I shiver, my body instantly leaning into him, molding to his touch, and he pulls away. “There is a fucking storm coming for you, Matilda Mae.”

That guy is something else. The other day Mason had actually thrown something at me but he tried to keep the emotions to a minimum. It’s this really neat blanket with wolves all over. I’ve sent you a picture of it. Thank you for the pictures by the way. Hail drop looks perfect. The book I’m reading also has pictures like that but Hail drop looks a billion times better than the images. No-I-didn’t Liam _________________________________________________________________________ RESPONSE TO FROM: Hayley.Hailstorm.Anderson@Tomlinson.com

Kate chastised. “Because it’s a load of shit,” replied Onyx, curling an arm around Tasha. “There’s no war going on.” Sansa folded her arms over her chest. “Then what is going on?” At that moment, Trevon appeared at Onyx’s other side. “Where’s your phone?” Onyx frowned and patted the pockets of his jeans. “I must have left it in the motor home.”