Kyrio Cifer Novels & Stories

Obviously he is not expecting her to actually get close to him and try to have a conversation with him. “My name is Cypher Kurt, the heir of the Montenegros” that is what he said which then made Shin grin and then she said, “Impressive. You didn’t even bother to use a pseudonym but instead you have used your real name including your family name” that is what Shin said which then made Cypher Kurt’s eyes widened because of shock.

word hovered above his head. The three Caeloros Gods of Nothingness waited as if Quintus was the real protagonist. Crack! Crack! With a burst of cracking sounds, the Void Cyclone that wrapped Quintus gradually shattered. Inside, a figure rolled in the void several times, quickly appearing in front of Yefrenes, and knelt on one knee. “Thank you for the gift, Your Holiness.” Yefrenes commanded, “Go on. Open the formation. We need to enter too.”

Seeing this Kiba nodded and continued his explanation "The 'Canis Lykaon', or 'Dog God of the Black Blade', a Longinus that takes the form of a big, black dog. It's capable of manipulating shadows, create and manipulate many curses, and creating cursed blades that could kill just by looking. It's wielded by Ikuse Tobio, a human who is part of Grigori." - Managing to take a breath he let the information sink in, soon he continued "Then is the 'Sephiroth Graal'. Have you heard of the Holy Grail?"

Kyo has a height of 5'4, and is heavily built, he wears a white priest robe which has a hoodie that conceals his hair and has a pair of jade eyes. “ Step away from the devil” Kyo articulated, His hand beaming with metaphysical Essence, using the first Hieroglyph, the root Hieroglyph which allowed him mastery over the elements, all five of them. The light forged a thunderbolt that was twelve meters in length and twenty three meters in diameter. The wind gathered around the thunderbolt that was focused on the beam before him, without awaiting an answer Kyo threw the bolt at the duo, while another took its place

Chiri braced herself, once his shadow’s chilling grip had clutched her ankles tightly. However, Chiri was surprised to be spared from this eventuality by Cazer’s faithful spy Selphir. His form rising from the ground beneath her, Selphir calmly submerged the shadows under Curtis’s control. Then, like a ripple on the tide settled back into the darkened pool of her shadow. Effortlessly subdued, Curtis gnashed his teeth together. Irate his assault had been deflected and left dissatisfied by the outcome, Curtis snarled, “You’ll suffer for this at the next gathering, Sister!”

She stood within the circle of her continuous tumbling fall. Fear should be part of her reality since she stood within the embrace of dancing flames. It was like she was fascinated by something the flames were writing for her eyes. The flames formed two circles but for the moment the meaning eluded her. She felt her fingers burning but when she looked it was like she must forget what there should be. Instead a name a name was given to her. “Peter,” with the name come desire, sacrifice. There was also seduction followed by love and tender victory. The words mingle within her mind while listening to the crackling of flames on wood around her. The burning inferno died down.

he asked. "Yes, you." She paced toward him and snaked her arm around Etiennette's before leaning her head against her skin. "Hello, Logan Pearce. I’m Cirilla Fiona Riannon. Call me Ciri." She smiled. "I heard you won against the world's leading champion in that showdown at River Lidra. Your renown reaches the seven seas. I've even heard of it!"

All three heads turned toward the floor at once. Then it came. A sound older than words. A roar too deep for any machine, too primal for any engine. It vibrated in Ellie’s teeth, sank into her bones. A low, rolling rumble. Scales. Wings. Wrath. Ellie staggered. “What… what is that?” Cerebus’s golden eyes burned. His growl was not for the soldiers anymore. It was for something older. Something waking beneath them. The Chimera. Level 5 — Surface Exit

K raised her brows and bit her lip enticingly. "Sarcasm?" He smiled and asked, beguiled. It was so incredibly hard for him to decipher everything about her. She sipped from her cup again and just shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you're quoting the brilliant but twisted Nietzsche, whom by the way died of syphilis," he muttered, snickering. "But then just moments ago, you seemed perturbed by the fact that I have been sleeping around and using Clix way too much," he quoted her, and admitting the truth at the same time. There's no point in denying it, anyway. If K really had access to the Clix database, then she already knew that he hasn't hooked-up with anyone since the night they met. If anythin

Cain stretched his arms out at his sides, a dual sword in each hand. The pommels were silver, swirling and curving like crescent moons as they inched down the obsidian blades. His dark hair cascaded down his shoulders. When paired with the armor and swords, Cain looked as deadly as a warrior for the House Viotto should.