Kyrio Cifer Novels & Stories

Godber narrowly dodged, pushing the two attackers away and taking a few steps back to regain his footing. Carl, watching from the side, smirked as he saw Kirin and Godber being overwhelmed. He knew Yosef’s men wouldn’t be easy to handle, so he had hired top-ranked assassins from the black market. The old man, despite his unimpressive appearance, was ranked ninth on the assassin list, known as "The Fox" for his high combat prowess and cunning. He was the perfect adversary for someone as straightforward as Kirin.

, I burst into an uncontrollably laughter. "Abused? Me? That accusation will cause you your life. So you are saying the coven which is the safest for me, is hurting me. My people protect me from you and every other supernatural out there. I am their sourde de San, the surviving heir to the Vahemir name, why hurt me? I am not ratting you out because I want us to call it a truce. You don't tell anyone of my eyes and I don't tell anyone you accused my people of abusing me", I pack my hair into a bun.

she asked when she replied, "No, I have him tied." "Have you killed the dear sister?" she asked and he yelled, "No!" "Okay, bring her here. We can gift both of the siblings to Pistol Pete." "P-Pistol Pete?" Blaze stuttered hesitantly when she heard such a strong name and Pablo replied, "he's the godfather." "Means, you have one more monster other than these monsters?" Jade asked Blair and she chuckled hysterically saying, "He is the merciless satan." Soon Guiseppe, Giovanni and Pablo reached to the place where Blair was... they slammed the door and barged in seeing Cliterella eating pastries with her full focus.

“I-It’s fine.” When we were about to arrive in front of the Okami Complex’s gate, I felt Kyros’s hand on my arm. He gently held onto me and was careful not to hurt my wrists more. “I-I’m sorry for avoiding you,” Kyros said while looking at my wrists. “I don’t want you to hate me more because of how I kept on fighting with Kyril. He’s your friend; that woman said you’ll hate me if I talk to you again without making up with Kyril. But I didn’t want to make up with Kyril.” Hearing that made me raise an eyebrow. I know that Kyros is gullible, but I didn’t expect Tiffany to use Kyril on him. “I’m not mad at you.”

A crown of soft holographic rays circled his head. “Are you ready?” a voice said in his earpiece. Tunde swallowed. “No.” “Good,” came the reply. “Only the ready ones sound dead.” The lights dimmed. The crowd hushed. And he began to sing. --- Citadel Border, Scan Zone The hauler slowed. Abigail tensed, peering through the vent. Checkpoint. Guards in black Citadel armor circled the hauler. One held a glowing scanner that swept the sides of the vehicle.

“Ana.” “What is your Pack?” Once again my throat threatened to close. “Cirgee.” There was a slight stir among the warriors standing behind him. Kieran stayed blank-faced. “Tell me about Cirgee.” The mere utterance of its name made me want to fall apart. But still I uttered it. It's Destroyed. The rain kept falling through the canopy of the trees. No one spoke. Kieran watched me intently, analyzing my every word and movement to determine my motives.

“High Councilor Cyra, correct?” We all slightly jumped as Micah showed up next to the three of us. I locked my jaw and balled up my hands. “Yes and you are Micah Smith. We haven’t formally been introduced.” She held out her hand to shake his but he took hers and kissed the top of it. “It’s wonderful to hear my name from the lips of a beautiful woman.” He smiled as he looked over to us expectantly. “My name is Young Kim, I am head of the Tiger Coven in Seoul. This man…” he put his hand on my shoulder “…is Maximillion Cattaneo, right hand man to Morgan Russo and pianist extraordinaire.”

He is finally coming back home! Ciro is the firstborn of Alpha Lain, he is the future Alpha of their pack. Ciro and I are the same age and have been friends since we were children. We had a strong relationship and did practically everything together. Even though I couldn't attend school, I was never alone thanks to him. Ciro would run back to me every day after his classes and we would play around for the rest of the day. He was the only friend I had other than Delila.

"Yes." Ciro reaches out. His hand—wrapped in tape, rough and heavy—cups my shoulder. He doesn't squeeze. He just rests the weight of it there, grounding me. "I am not a King," Ciro says. "I am not a Jester." He slides his hand down my arm, his taped fingers rasping against my skin. He grips my wrist, his thumb pressing into the pulse point. "I am the Wall," he growls. "I am the Shield."

Lucifer started. “ I hope his majesty could enlighten me on what he's saying ” Cory said. “ if I were you I wouldn't do that ” Cory raised his head up to look at Lucifer who was staring down at him and he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand when he saw the smirk on his face and he knew he was done for. He swallowed and looked somewhere else, he didn't even dare to look at Jared. “ I...I don't understand your majesty ” he stammered.