Cirilla Novels & Stories

"Don't worry. No one else can tell. And I will not share your secret. I am particularly suited to picking up on these things." "What are you?" "Now that's a rude question! And after I'm doing you a favor." "Sorry-" "I jest. There is no good way to ask. I am an incubus. And my name is Cyril." Lavina looked up at him, realizing for the first time that Cyril had set her down and she had been doing the steps herself. Entranced by his voice and looks, she had not even registered it. "What brings you to this event? Surely not Isaac. A sister perhaps?"

Kitty. The tip of the tongue pushes into the incisors twice, giving birth to the rhythm of her name. Like one of her bells jingling. Kitty. A drop of Metaxa on the lips. Two steps up the stairs to heaven. Ki-i-itti... It's like you're beckoning a wayward cat. Will he give a stroke or scratch his hands? Kitty. A syllable for each of her men. Two steps up the stairs to hell.

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

“oh shit, is that where we are staying?” Camila asked peeking out of the window at the huge resort building. It was covered in glass and had a beautiful reflection when the sun shone on it. She looked at Roman with a quirked eyebrow but her husband was not ready to say anything. “oh don’t be a wuss, I know this is the surprise already” . Roman chuckled to himself and looked away.

Shiro added. “Right!” Nova and Jin both replied. [As Jin turns his head on another way, he saw Gasly walking with a woman, she resembles Captain Rian, medium-heighted, pale skin, long hair, and has a purple bracelet.] “Look Aster! That’s Jin, he said that the candies you gave me were great and super super super delicious!” Gasly said to Aster as he points towards Jin. [Aster looked straight to Jin, and Jin did the same. The moment was stagnant, as if the world suddenly slowed down, and the time gets longer, but they are the only ones who experienced it.]

Garret murmured, “North Verge grows barley. They bring us sacks when the year is kind.” Kesh’s lips pressed white. “Year isn’t kind. Sacks turn to mouths.” Leah stepped forward. “Names?” she asked gently. The woman told them. Cira wrote as if catching rain. Twenty-eight names, one infant unnamed because he’d been born on the road last night and needed a word that wasn’t smoke. Jun glanced at Mira. The pair was a new instrument; this was its first chord.

“To inform you that pineapple and pizza don’t belong in the same sentence. And I’m not tired. Also, what does C.C.A stand for? ” “Cray Cray Ari,” She shyly admits. “My friend gave me the initials. I sign my tables with it at work.” A snicker. “The shoe fits." “Fuck off, G.G.W. Pineapple pizza hater.” “What’s that mean?” Ariana smirks. “Grubby Gorilla Williams.” She can tell that Williams is grinning. “Wrong. It’s Gorgeously Genius Williams.” “It’ll be an honor puking on you,” Ariana rolls her eyes and fakes a gag.

Not the routing network. The personal channel they had agreed on before she left. I arrived in Greyfen. I planted lavender from seed on the second day. The senior administrator here is a woman named Cira. She has been watching the mechanism operate in her region for eleven years. When I told her about the four components she said: those are exactly the four things. We sat for three hours. I think Greyfen will become a hub. But something else first. I think Cira needs what I needed. The seeing.

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

When the name vanished, the cellar forgot how to breathe. The crimson veins in the cradle dimmed, then gathered around the remaining letters as though pleased with their work. LIRA glowed against white stone. ARIA was gone. Not crossed out. Not hidden. Gone, leaving an indentation where life had been.