Pyra X Mythra Novels & Stories

She sat at our feet, her crystalline ears perked up as if she were listening to a conversation that we couldn't hear. "She can speak to it, Mommy," Maya whispered, appearing in the doorway, her voice filled with a quiet awe. "Lyra’s prism isn't just for healing the elders. She’s the only one whose frequency can reach the Stellar Void without being extinguished. She’s the bridge between the world and the dark."

Pythias asked Vixra as soon as Lyra had been taken away. “Syrana,” Vixra told him her name. “Lyra’s birth mother. She came with company, some people from Astaroth, and a couple of other Khiones.” He frowned. “And what did they come for?” “Help, in finding her daughter and Ryder. They found out about the sacrifice not requiring the death of the Khione to be sacrificed, they had no intention of stopping the sacrifice from taking place.” He paced a little, tapping his staff on the floor with each step he took. He was deep in thought. “They escaped?”

“You’re not sure either, huh? I’ll tell you what. Once I become an elite warrior, I’ll do everything in my power to achieve that peace and harmony that we’re all seeking for decades now. The rich and poor will be gone and everything will be back just like the way we all want it to be.” He chuckled as he looked at me with disbelief. “You’re just half-Aryan and half-Arcturian, Xerra. There’s nothing you can do about this world with just all by yourself! What are you going to do? You’re going to ask help from your Arcturian father?” I smiled at him mysteriously. “Who knows?” But I knew it wouldn’t be possible. Not telling me what my destiny is and what caused my mother to die were already my an

Kyra growled the sigils on her swords activated lighting up all along the blade and golden angels fire burst out of the two blades in her hands the entire stands erupted into roars golden angels fire was Michaels power her coat fluttered in the wind and golden flames burst at her heels from her boots now are we done with the chit chat because I'd like to kick your disrespectful ass now before she could prepare herself Kyra leaped into the air using the wings of her backplate she lifted lightly off the ground spinning in the air with graceful movements of her hands her swords each blade releasing a wave of angels fire that swept across the arena slamming into the angel who tried to block the

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

Roy said to Maya as he looked at him with blank eyes. " Come In this jar and come out of here, with me, " She said as he turned himself into the fog before taking the shape of the tornado; maya was sacred for a second but then she knew this was her Roy, he can never hurt her. He got himself in the jar; ' Move ' the words formed on the surface of the jar; Maya balanced her trembling self as she sneaked out of the campus, entering the house she went straight to the bedroom to check if Ash was awake by any chance but he was not.

Maxia looked up and I saw her glare at Vandal as he looked at her now healed palm, wincing slightly. “Are you both sure this is what you want?” Meadra asked as Sapphire set her up at her own desk. Maxia and Vandal look at each other before looking at her. We all stepped back to give her room. Meadra started the ritual, Pyrite and I pulled Sapphire behind us as Vandal and Maxia stared at each other, Dravo stood near his mate in case she needed him. The next thing that happened freaked everyone out as the contents on the table exploded towards Maxia.

She wears armor made from blackened metal etched with glowing runes, and she carries herself with the confidence of someone who's never lost a fight. "I am Pyra Ashenheart," she announces, her voice carrying easily over the crackling flames. "Fireborn of the Ember Dominion. And I'm here for the Bloodwraith and his dreamweaver." Kael steps forward, putting himself between Pyra and the rest of the caravan. "You can't have us."

I yelled at her, my heart beating so fast that it would pop out any moment. "You saw?" She asked, chuckling. "What sa- WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT?!!!! HOW?!" "I told ya, you'll develop a potus soon. You could have it since birth only if you weren't a halfling. There are many more powers in you which you have to explore yet, that was not even a bit of your powers." She said, looking at me with unreadable emotional eyes." You're a satangel's daughter Athena, your mother's a complete satangel unlike your second mum, Bethany. And I'm a complete satangel"

Delilah said tiredly. We walked to the room where everyone was waiting for Pythia to be brought to. Delilah laid on the floor and closed her eyes. "Lucinda, we weren't expecting you." Tye said softly. "I know, we have been watching and I couldn't stay away any longer. I have healed Delilah and Athea is waiting to be told when to bring everyone back." I replied. "Is Pythia going to be okay?" Tye asked. Tears fell down his face and I smiled softly. "She will be. She will need time to heal though so be patient." I replied. "What were those light beams?" Alley asked. "Pythia unlocked who she truly is. She is the bringer of light and dark or known as the bringer of life and death. She is who deci