Cyrus Wyvern Wind Novels & Stories

Varz exclaimed. Varz keeps boosting himself with more thunder and wind around him and drops his sword. With the thunder and wind field around him, Varz strikes Awan roughly. The sword falls impales on the ground summons a thunder which strikes Awan from the grip. The wind sword turns into a heavy twister which is strong enough to limit Awan’s space. Awan is unable to use his power as the twister keeps cut his Iru circulation. “Now!” Varz exclaimed. “Yeah!” Kartika, Herman and Koji responded.

Ryner whispered, still uncertain if his eyes were seeing correctly. “Ryner, please help me.” She whimpered before falling into darkness. ©COPYRIGHT 2025/T.MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Or how it happened. "Enough!" Cyrus's voice thundered across the battlefield, a declaration of defiance amidst the chaos of war. With a swift motion, he pulled out and uncorked a vial, its contents a dark elixir of forbidden power. Drinking deeply, he felt the surge of energy coursing through his veins, a primal force awakening within him. “Let's put an end to this, once and for all!” In a whirlwind of darkness and fury, Cyrus transformed into a beast himself, his form a grotesque mockery of the creatures that he created himself. With a roar that shattered the silence, he charged forward, his rage a tempest of vengeance and despair.

She rolled down the window and waved at me. Simon then said naturally, "Get in. I'll take you both home." When he saw my eyes fall on the passenger-seat sticker that said "Girlfriend Only," he frowned, somewhat impatiently. "Gem has a bad back. The passenger seat has more room. You can sit in the back this time." Look at that. He remembered every little thing about Gem. He remembered her bad back. He remembered her cramps. But somehow, he could never remember the old injury I had from moving all the heavy furniture.

She couldn't help thinking how dramatic he was being this time, even changing tactics—dragging it out and refusing to come back. But so what? She wasn't going to cave just because of that. She was the CEO of Larkspur Corporation. Money and men were two things she didn't lack. Why would she need Ryan? … Ryan's POV In the blink of an eye, fall arrived, and the weather turned cool. After finishing a meeting with a client, I walked out and happened to see Delilah waiting by my car, wearing a beige coat. The breeze ruffled her hair, but it couldn't hide the intensity in her gaze as she stared at me.

"Your taste is truly unique, going for a woman in her fifties. You two can spend the rest of your lives in prison. I'll even arrange for you two to be together in the same cell. That's how kind I am." Danny was so furious that his eyes turned red as blood trickled down. After the last arrest, they had treated his eyes. While he was a little better, his vision would never fully recover. His muscles locked tight as he roared, "You witch! You're all witches! All of you played me!" Just like I expected, the second he saw "Ruby", he broke through his restraints and punched her straight in the eye. The acid burns had not healed, and with that blow, her damaged skin peeled away and fell down.

I wave of hot fury rolls through me unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. ‘Bynjym?’ ‘It’s Queen Cyryl and Queen Skylar. Queen Cyryl has opened herself up to the thunder. It’s her fury that you feel. All the dragons and riders feel it.’ Well, that’s new. Cyryl dives, blowing her fire over the ones who just sent a harpoon through blue Pynyl’s wing. She’s crying piteously at the pain, but Cyryl’s fire burns the harpoon out of her wing. She still has the hole and will be unable to fly, but Skylar can heal her after the battle is done.

"Does your leg still hurt a lot?" He lowered his voice. "When we get back, I'll contact Professor Weaver. He has a new specialty drug from overseas. It's supposed to be best for scars. I won't let you end up with one." Ivy raised her eyes. They slid over his face, calm and empty, then drifted past him to Florence, who was lifting the hem of her dress and hurrying over. Both their faces were faintly red from alcohol. Ivy saw it clearly. Bitterness rose in her throat.

Cyrus admitted. Enzo glanced at Kaiser, who is processing what Cyrus just confessed. "Cyrus, only witches are allergic to Red Mushrooms. Why would they irritate a wolf?" Alpha Chandler, the Wolf Paw pack Alpha demanded with anger. "Alpha, i am telling you the truth" Cyrus insisted. Kaiser narrowed his gaze and slowly let out his Alpha aura. He is aware that Cyrus might not feel his aura it he is a hybrid. Because usually the wolf of the hybrids would be a rogue and would not respond to the Alpha aura.

Yasmin's voice rang out in triumph: "It's my Wyrm Lord! It has awakened!" I watched in horror as Yasmin, her arms flailing, charged toward the white Wyvern. I lunged to intercept her. "Yasmin, there's something off about that white Wyvern. It shook the earth the moment it was born. You need to be careful!" "Out of my way! How dare you, you vile schemer, plot against the noble Wyvern kin?" With a shove, Yasmin brushed me aside and sprinted toward the creature. The white Wyvern swooped down, lifting Yasmin onto its back, and they danced through the sky. Yasmin's fear quickly turned to exhilaration, her shouts of joy piercing the air.