Kyrio Cifer Novels & Stories

“You’re welcome. Now let’s get you inside before you turn to ice out here.” **** Kyrios, as his people liked to call him, walked swiftly into the castle and up the stairs, his mind running the facts that his first general had just told him. His sister was having one of her episodes again and this time, it appeared, was worse than the previous ones combined. He unlocked the door, his heart thudding as to what he would find inside. His sister turned one dilated grey eye when the door opened. “You!” Her hand shot out. “Where’s he?! Where have you taken him?”

Kiera felt the weight of their collective gaze like a physical presence, filled with unspoken questions and cautious assessment. Hail and well met, brothers and sisters of the blood," Ryker declared in a booming voice that reverberated off the cavern walls. "I have returned with the chosen vessel of our glorious rebirth. Behold—the Luna Renigitio herself, awakened at last from the long slumber!" A wave of astonished whispers spread through the gathered werewolves. Several of the elders stepped forward, their eyes wide with awe as they looked upon Kiera. "Is it truly her?" rasped one aged male, his muzzle turned white with time. "The divine conduit of the holy mother, standing here in the fle

I feel like I want to pinch his cute, chubby cheeks. “You are Raphael?” I asked with doubt and he answered, “Yes” In a cute voice but showed me his true form. He is all white and shining. White long hair, white eyes with white wings, and there’s blue and green energy coming from his palms. Then he turned to a cute little six years old boy again and smiled at me. I am convinced now. “Is he a falling angel too?” I asked Michael while pointing at Raphael. Michael smiled and shook her head, “No” She answered. “He is our healer,” She added.

Thankfully we didn't have to wait long for the announcement. As Andromache was portioning out breakfast, Minos’ voice boomed through the labyrinth. “WELCOME TO THE THIRTEENTH DAY OF THE FESTIVAL! TODAY WE SEND….. PERIBOEA AS TRIBUTE!” Minos declared. I glanced at Hesione and nodded as I stood. “I will collect her and bring her back.” I stated. “May I come? We weren’t exactly close, but our fathers were.” Melite questions standing up. “If you wish.” I nodded, grabbing my ax.

Unless I went into human territory, I couldn’t afford to complain about what I wore. Now feeling fresh, I flipped open the folder with Ryker’s name on it. A few hours into reading it, I learned there wasn’t much personal information on him. Most of it was just his qualifications, his skill set, why he was stationed here, a bunch of useless information, and a few pages of classified information. Not that I didn’t enjoy reading it, but it told me nothing about who he was as a person. I could understand why he was the Alpha, and he was the one tasked with finding a cure. Until now, I didn’t realize there were werewolves immune to the virus.

I still know who I am with and right now, she is talking about Cyrus, and I am all too focused to even think about my state. "I knew he was a coward." She blurted out. "Why did you say so?" I asked as I hiccupped. "Well, he knows he can't fight the bond but him, being the mighty Alpha that he is, he stupidly tries to defy what the Moon Goddess had offered him." I can't relate to every word she was saying. There goes the ALPHA word again. I wonder if that is what they mean as CEO. "I can't understand a word you're saying." I told her honestly as I played the rim of the glass with the tip of my forefinger.

“Are you not able to contact him through the mind link or trace his last steps?” “The mind link to Osiris is blocked and Orion is currently looking through his apartment and trying to piece together what he did before he disappeared. It can’t be a coincidence that he goes missing right after we started looking into Cezar,” he says, crossing his arms. “I’m just not sure what could have tipped him off because the twins are usually good with covert ops.” Something about this entire thing is making me feel anxious. Osiris is a Beta, one of Nero’s brothers and from what I’ve heard, he can hold his own quite well..

“I, Kairox, Alpha of Crescent Moon, hereby quit. My title, and my authority—I surrender them all.” He removed the heavy silver torque from his neck. Hold it high. Then he turned. Looked straight at Kaelric’s eyes who now seemed to be heavily bothered but tried to hide his pain behind his cold aura. He stood at the edge of the platform—eyes wide, lips parted in stunned hunger. Kairox’s voice dropped low, meant only for him and the front rows. “I name Kaelric as my successor. Let the pack witness. Let the Moon bear record.”

"Run scum. Run coward!" The creature gave a guttural yelping of laughter filled with malevolent spite as Father Francis left the room shutting the door. Then, it turned its gaze at Father Lazarus. It dropped gradually to the ground hissing. "Let the enemy have no power over her and the son of iniquity be powerless to harm her, hear my prayer Oh Lord!" The Father reached up his hand and traced the sign of the cross, slowly, on her bow while he continued to read from the text of the Ritual. The hissing ceased and was replaced with a nerve-shredding lowing of a steer.

His expression didn’t change but the air around him did. Kane noticed first. That terrifying stillness that only happened when Ciro stopped thinking like a man and started thinking like something far more dangerous. A monster. “She’s alive,” Kane said carefully. Ciro looked at the blood on his fingers then toward the open gate. Then back at Kane. And when he finally spoke, his voice was calm enough to make the entire garage feel colder. “Sigilla la città.” [Seal the city.]