Novel & Cerita Cyrus Wyvern Wind

The wounds, that was from yesterday. "Did you show this to your father?" "Yes" "Why haven't you healed yet?" "I'm on punishment. Father wants the wound marks on me since I failed him again. Again Raven has shamed me" Last night, he had been brought home with his shirt dripping so much blood. Raven had cut deep when writing on his back. Carly quickly told their father everything in a rush. Mr Tartal grabbed his shirt and ripped it apart observing the writings. It was in Latin. He knew Latin. He frowned and fell with his back

and he started grinding his lower half slowly against her and Aurora didn't know when she started grinding her ass against his throbbing harden c**k. Spoilt Willow

Derofort⁶ A chilling wind touched the brunette’s skin as her eyes opened. Everything was still blurry until she blinked a couple of times and her hazel eyes widened in shock upon seeing where she was. There she laid on the Carter lake house’s front porch. Her night just became weirder.

No one hiding in the shadows, hurting her from afar. Then she chokes on a breath, and I can hear how little of air her lungs are pulling in. Her back arches, and a loud crack echoes through the room. Then another one. Her ribs… My wolf howls inside my head, needing to get closer to her, scenting her pain in the air around us, so cloying it’s hard to breathe. Every inhale sounds wet and my stomach starts to churn. How do I fight against an unseen assailant? I just found her, I can’t lose her so soon.

The creature howled, its body shattering into smoke and shards of light that scattered through the trees. The others followed, dissolving into mist and silence. And then there was only her, kneeling in the wreckage of the storm, surrounded by swaying, broken trees. Her breath came in gasps. The wind calmed around her, slow and reverent, as if bowing to its master. The mark of her strain burned faintly onto her wrist, a sigil of Wyverndale, glowing silver-blue, the color of stormlight. Somewhere, distant voices echoed through the fog, Nyx Thorneveil’s, faint but clear:

A force pushed Wymond back before he could touch elder Marshall, which made him frown and elder Marshall smirked victoriously. "The idiot is under a protection spell" Renee growled. Wymond growled loudly, his mouth suddenly breath fire and fire also consumed his whole body. I was scared for a second thinking elder Marshall has cast some kind of spell on my mate, but then I remembered Wymond's partly dragon -this must be his own doing. He ran through the spell and before elder Marshall could react, Wymond's already grabbed his neck, lifting him off the ground. Elder Marshall raised his right hand to cast a spell, but Wymond grabbed it and ripped it off his shoulder causing elder Marshall to h

Cygnus and Stella immediately stood in front of Lynx, protecting him from the threat. Enne, who was in Lynx's body, could feel the tension mounting. She knew the battle was inevitable. The falling snow was getting heavier, covering the ground with a thick layer of white. The sound of howling wind set the scene for the battle between the two great wolves-Cygnus, the white wolf Altair, and the black wolf Andhara. Their low growls echoed in the cold air, reflecting the tension that was building up.

Cyrus's mother was a Gryden while his father was the Lycan king He nodded “If they realize that the same person that sealed them is still alive, they will come after you, and I don't want that to happen, I don't want to lose you again” I raised my hand to his face, touching his cheeks. “I will never leave you” I whispered to him. “I would not even let you” he replied and I smiled “ I don't think I will be of much help in the upcoming war, I am not sure t a witch, I am just a helhound. Selene says it was my punishment for using the forbidden three hundred years ago” “Whether you are a witch or not, you are special and I know you don't need your witch powers to be able to prove yourself” his w

No words to say to each other they were ready to fight for their lives. ADAM with his golden armor on the back of his wyvern with his naginata on his left hand and his golden shield in his right hand , he flew high in the sky and descend like an arrow toward AHMET. AHMET asked YURI to change appearance then he ascended on her back she flew toward the wyvern. The wyvern trembled and dodged her, he was afraid of fighting this mythical creature only the aura she unleashed It can bring all lower creatures to their knees.

Damn, I thought as my eyes traveled down his spine to his firm ass. "You should be stripping," he said teasingly and I turned quickly at being caught ogling his firm buttocks. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and shimmied off the shorts. I shifted as I dropped to the ground and turned to see Griffin's giant black wolf. Cyrus licked my muzzle and Aisha growled back at him. How come his wolf's so big? Aisha told me that he was a descendant of Fenrisúlfr. I chuckled softly at him being related to a Norse God. My life was insanity at its finest. Cyrus took off in a flash and I bounced out after him. I was laughing internally as I chased the huge beast through the thick evergreens. I told Aisha t