Cyborg X Starfire Novels & Stories

Xander positioned himself in front of Vivi as Kane and Dax sprang into action, powerful bodies charging forward with unrestrained fury. Vivi’s heart raced. She wasn’t some helpless female; she could help. Focusing, she reached deep within, calling upon the Starfire—the energy within her swelling with warmth and luminescence, illuminating the darkness around her. The bond solidified, glimmers of connection soaring among her mates, burning as fiercely as a wildfire.

The skies tore like silk set ablaze. Vaelith’s true form towered above the battlefield now, no longer cloaked in illusion or shadow. She was cosmic, a being made of collapsed galaxies and forgotten prayers, her hair a veil of void, her voice a gravitational command. And yet, standing beneath her, Liora did not kneel. She burned. Starfire wrapped around her in spiraling rings, not just light, but memory. Each flicker carried the lives of those who had come before her. Serenya. The Moon Priestesses. The lost wolves of the Starcourt. Even the ones her mother had failed.

45 Caliber 1911 pistol which he showed me and I wondered where he got such a piece from. Clara has a Katana and can shoot guns perfectly too, he said they've both been going for combat trainings since they were kids. Clara prefers using her melee weapon than guns as she's swift and more brutal with it as Austin described. He said the infected that bite her caught her unawares when they where scanning an abandoned building to see if they can get something useful.

Arion (lunging): "Then die in defiance." Just as Arion's blade arcs down, Xavier raises his hand. Fire flares—but not red. It's silver. Aldren (shouting): "What—?! That's not Flameblood fire!" Vegas (backing away): "That's… Moonforged!" The fire stuns them long enough for Xavier to break the circle—he crashes backward through a side door into a crumbling corridor. The Awakening Below An abandoned crypt beneath the Pyre Gate. Dust chokes the air. Xavier stumbles, clutching his wound. He drops to his knees before an old altar—its symbols half-erased.

" Valerie York's booming voice echoed around the cemetery. She was hauling two huge candles with her as she shot a disdainful glare at me. A violent shiver coursed through me when I heard her familiar voice. I hadn't died in the deep sea with the dark reefs. Instead, I had been reborn. I had returned to the day when Valerie insisted on illegally starting a fire on the mountain. The other employees stopped what they were doing and shot strange looks at me. From their perspective, I was the CEO's wife, but I was also an evil control freak. I was always finding reasons to target and harass their boss' carefree best friend.

Her sister and brother, along with her aunts, uncles, and cousins, were seized for breeding and servitude to the aliens. Since Felix, Rupert, and Kendra were mere babes in arms and were too young to be of use in servitude for quite some time and there were no instructions given to the Cyborg troops -who lacked the capacity to think on their own- about what to do with babies, they were simply left to perish.

Jake stumbled backward like the coward he was, nearly tripping over his own feet. Satisfied, Mac turned back to me and offered his hand again. I took it, somehow managing not to faint on the spot. That should’ve been the end of the drama. But no. Cindy wasn’t done being Cindy. She opened her mouth to launch another verbal grenade, and then she froze. Her eyes locked onto one of Mac’s elite guards, a tall, broad-shouldered Lycan with storm-gray eyes. The color drained from her face like someone had unplugged her soul. Aha! Mate bond!

The light and dark interlocked like two halves of a wound. Kilian stirred beside her, murmuring her name, still half lost in dreams. But she barely heard him. Her breath came shallow and quick, her mind spiraling around the pulsing glow beneath her palm. It burned, but it was beautiful—terrible and beautiful, like a star dying. She tried to reach inward, to touch the thread of power that had always connected her to the Moonfire, but the light within her recoiled. It was no longer pure. It was split—half silver, half smoke.

I wouldn’t care who went up against my mate, I would take them down. As I run to Kenzo, Kenna screams, sending a blast of fire and heat so strong, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I hit the ground, gritting my teeth as her fire burns over my back. As soon as it’s done, I’m up and running again. I pass Yhendorn who is lying on the ground, much, much too still and I instantly know what happened. Yhendorn is dead and Kenna has gone feral.

BOOOOM. In the sky, the young woman was also fighting a middle-aged man dressed in black. Strangely, the man's aura did not seem to be like that of someone from that world or a higher realm. The man's aura was more like that of a demon tribe, frightening, hateful, and cruel. Meanwhile, the young woman fighting the middle-aged man was Xie Hien, who was now using the power of the Firebird. She fought fiercely with the middle-aged man even though his level was three levels above hers. BOOMMM...