Pyra X Mythra Novels & Stories

she explained. Kira was summoned from her room in the pyramid, she appeared in a swirling cloud of dark smoke. "Ah, the relic! Well done!" she smiled, taking the pouch. Kira's eyes sparkled as she examined the relic. "This will amplify Syla's powers exponentially." Rryan's gaze never left Lyra. "Your services are invaluable. You've proven yourself a loyal ally." Lyra bowed. "My debt to you, King Rryan, is slowly repaid."

Sryrn and her queen's men replie Moriah peeled off the glove and let it fall to the ground, ready to turn into the Legend. The gods in the pyre were scarcely recognizable anymore. The head fell off the smith with a puff of ash and embers. Myra sang in the tongue of Waterfall, her voice rising and falling like the tides of the sea. Ezekiel untied his singed leather cape and listened in silence. Thrust in the ground, it still glowed ruddy hot, but the flames that clung to the sword were dwindling and dyin

Pandora We stand there eyeing each other. Undressing each other with your eyes. The tension was growing slowly but with its intensity reaching a whole new level for me. As we’re accepting each other as mates. Letting that attraction sink in and wake up our deepest desires. Ones that we never knew we were craving. Lua can’t wait for us to claim those greek gods ‘cause that’s what they are. Never have I ever seen such handsome men. I take one step closer to them trying to close the distance between us and before I know it I’m trapped in their embrace. My body is tingling with their touch. Lua is howling so loud out of happiness that I’m pretty sure they can hear her. “It’s so good to be finall

Flying on the back of a dragon would never get old. Even though Nya was slightly nervous at being so high up in the sky, with very little to hold on to, by the time she’d been situated on Slate’s dragon’s back for a few hours, she’d gotten used to the thrilling feel of soaring over the forest and mountains below her. She squeezed her legs tightly around his neck, usually holding on with her hands as well, pressed against his slick scales, but from time to time, she couldn’t help but let go with one hand at a time and feel the air moving around her. Long blonde braids billowed out behind her, and the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair was invigorating like nothing she’d ever experie

Fuck, I can’t imagine what poor female the Goddess would pair to the Mad Alpha Chesed. ‘Think dumbass. If this Incubi wolf’s Luna would care about our deaths, she would have to be Crista.’ August rationalized. ‘No one else would care if we lived or died.’ That was officially a terrifying thought. While, of course, I believe Crista is fully capable of being a Luna. I’d only hoped it would be my Luna, to be Luna of Nebrodi. Why would the Goddess pair Crista with the Mad Alpha of Incubi?

I could see the current rolling off of her, her eyes were solid white and before I could see anything else both of them were closed off from the rest of us. The current was sliding all around the cage she had built as it started to raise off of the ground. It looked like a storm was swirling around in there. "What is happening? Can anyone see?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the scene in front of me. "Pythia, you will be needed with me." Xander said, I jumped at the sound of his voice. "You are okay! Thank goddess." Jackson said engulfing him in a hug. "I am, thank you. We have to go, keep everyone here okay?" Xander said. "I will. Be safe. Both of you." Jackson replied before stepping b

Lyra My father is a respected husband and father, a model citizen, a role model to the youth, and a revered elder of our pack. Yet from the first day I was born, he wanted me dead. I thought getting married to Alpha Damian was going to protect me from him, but his long hands of hatred still reached me there. And now, because of him, my husband wants me dead. My name is Elyra Forte and I am on the run. My breath came in ragged gasps, each step sending sharp jolts of pain through my body. The weight of my pregnancy slowed me down, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t risk being caught—not now, not ever.

“She shielded Elara during the ambush. Took the brunt of the attack. Didn’t even make a sound.” Lyra felt a sharp pang of grief. Rhea, a young ShadowClan warrior, known for her quiet strength and unwavering loyalty, had given her life to protect Elara, a Silvermoon healer. The sacrifice was a testament to the depth of the bond that had formed between the two packs, a bond forged not just in shared battles but in mutual respect and selfless devotion.

Shouldn’t he have some immunity? She wasn’t sure what to make of the events unfolding before her. She had never used her aura before. She wasn’t expecting it to do this. To be that powerful. She was scared to keep the command up any longer. She slowly pulled her aura back allowing everyone to get to their feet. The moment Alpha Mitchell stood up Arya’s attention snapped to him. She noticed he was beat red. His jaw was clenched, and his fists were balled. He looked like he was ready to kill her.

rumble started, and she glanced up to see thick steel plates descending, slow but deadly definite. Crap, Kael said, grabbing her arm. We're going to be crushed! The wolf inside Nyxara surged. Violet energy blazed in her eyes, wrapping around the three of them like a shield. Her body moved almost on its own, dodging, striking, spinning the attackers aside. But the walls were closing fast, making every move a risk. Rowan stayed close, keeping her steady when she nearly lost her balance mid-flip. I've got you, he murmured. Don't try to do this alone. Kael's heat was on her other side, urging her on. Quit screwing around! Let them have it! The invisible cord that held them together flared, a ru