Christa X Ymir Novels & Stories

I explain the rest to Nymyra, and she sits there, shocked. “So our a pack gained two goddesses and one fucking sexy god. I have been gone way too long. Mom told me to tell you hi and that she would like to come to visit if possible.” Nymyra says. Nymyra is a hybrid. She is part wolf and part vampire. Her mother is a vampire, and her father is my mother’s brother. Natayla is my dad’s sister’s daughter. It was a shock at first when my uncle’s mate was a vampire, but apparently, there are some vamps that don’t feed on humans. Her mother is one of those. Nymyra is very beautiful. She stands 5’8” with long deep purple hair (her natural hair colour is a pale blonde which she hated), and

A familiar voice said, which made Syra break eye contact with me as she stared at who had dared interrupt her abuse games. I heaved a sigh of relief at who I saw walking towards us. Christy. I didn't know that I had unintentionally gotten close to her, and I hadn't seen her these past few days, as I heard she had gone to some gamma summit, and she had just arrived at the right time. "Ooh, Christy, if it isn't the Luna's servant," Syra said, rolling her eyes as she glared at Christy. "And if it isn't the pack's whore, scampering around, not knowing what to do," Christy retorted, not failing to hide the malice in her tone.

I growl out and I can feel my beast is on the surface. “Alpha Fenrir, please, we can resolve this. What has he done?” Adina looks at me and I turn my attention to her. “Tell him what you are!” I growl out and she looks at Darius as he looks at her, confused. “Please Fen, don’t do this.” Xena tries to plead and I growl at her, forcing her to look away. “I am Adina, the grand high white witch, sister of Xena the grand high dark witch.” I smirk at her as I turn my attention to Darius and he sighs, looking away from her as Gina is brought in.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

Mira's POV The White Coven: The heavy wind blew across my hair as I pushed the door's handle. The chimes jiggled loudly. I stepped in and all the women stopped chanting. Their dark clothes make everything eerie. Their heads suddenly turned to look at me. I stood still and noticed her, the high priestess at the altar. She raised her head revealing her dark shoulder length hair and thick eye liner. “Mira Alexander!!!” She yelled. I shuddered at the tone of her voice. She just had to be that loud. “Yes, priestess.”

Xavier: The sky broke first. Not with a storm, not with thunder… with her. The one enemy that appeared to come as a friend. The darkness Lisa summoned didn’t rise from the ground. It fell, swallowing the horizon in a sickening ripple. And it was as if it forced the world to stop breathing, to stop reacting, and to start obeying her and her alone. Wolves around me shifted instinctively, some staggering, some snarling, some frozen in place. All of them ready an attack.

Instead, she held that piece of bone and said to Alex, “Little minion, consider yourself lucky. Do you know what this is? This is Ymir’s Divine Bone!” Alex looked dumbfounded. “This small piece of Ymir’s Divine Bone had such stunning effect? It could even push this shark to such a high level?” The Mystic Maiden sneered. “You probably don’t know what Ymir’s Divine Bone is! Such sinful creatures like sharks can’t use a sacred object of the Path of God like Ymir’s Divine Bone to its fullest. I don’t know how it managed to find the bone and turn it into a part of its body, but Ymir is the ancestor of mankind, one of the human emperors. A piece of his bone naturally can’t merge with a shark. I ca

The Prism’s sapphire light turned a fierce, crystalline gold, reflecting the bridge between the doctor’s logic and the Alpha’s soul. In the void of the mirage, Xander saw her. Not as a vision, but as a point of absolute, unyielding gravity. He reached out, his hand closing around the light of her consciousness. With a sound like a mountain shattering, the "Ancestral Mirage" exploded. Xander didn't just wake up; he erupted back into the physical world, his body wreathed in a combined aura of gold and sapphire that cracked the obsidian floor of the chamber.

Yorrick never looked back. She laughed. “You’re such a gentleman. That’s very rare.” Yorrick took a deep breath and gnashed his teeth before chuckling. “Your body isn’t worth my attention.” “You didn’t even look. How would you know that I’m worth your attention? I’m a 32C and have worked as a lingerie model. They’re not small.” Xyla squeezed her boobs. Yorrick turned over at that moment, saw that, and froze for a few seconds. He covered his face with his hand and looked through gaps between his fingers and called her full name for the first time, “Xyla Mayweather.”

" She replied: His voice echoes like a steel rod as Xander steps forward. We need to focus.” I retort, "She's dying." She knows better than I don't want to let that happen. Out of nowhere, Myra, a mysterious person, appears at the edge of the clearing with bare hands and smeared with blood. Her eyes burn with triumph. Her temper is rife as she taunts, "Do you want her.” I stare, trembling with rage. My arm is held tightly by Tristan's hand, which makes me lean back. "Reya, my voice is strong and I urge you to take action." He continues.