Pyro Archon Novels & Stories

The person they called Pyro was wearing a red crystal-like armor with the carvings of dragon scales. It suits him well since Pyro has red spiky hair, deep-set eyes, and slightly muscular build. And stood in the height of 5"9. Read novel fast updates at novelb(i)n.NET At their arrival, the commander stuttered towards them. "You are the reinforcement sent from Seeker Association?" The commander asked Pyro. Even though he already knows the answer, he needed to ask anyway. "Yes, we are from the Seekers, of the Red Dragon Party." Pyro casually replied.

Shit Charlotte's heart skipped a few heartbeats, the rush of terror hitting her anew. Drakor finally let go of her throat. "How does it work?" When she didn't answer, his hand erupted in fire. He held the flame painfully close to her face. "Don't make me ask again," Drakor warned. "It's an enzyme-reaction-based structure. The enzymes lock onto cells with dragon DNA and paralyze them."

Archer stands and paces a few steps, " It doesn't make you a bad person, you're the most kind and beautiful person I met and I want you to know it is never your fault. You were too young to fight off rouges and the moon goddess understands, you're strong and compassionate and someday I'm sure you fulfill every dream of yours. You're a warrior and I am proud to have you as my mate. He doesn't think it's my fault? The tears flow from my eyes and he comes back to me wiping them from my cheeks. " You never deserved any of this guilt my goddess and I promise I'm going to walk with you as you fight your demons and heal from your pain.

Zandro exclaimed threateningly. "Just follow the first archon, Ara" Than convincing her. Ara did nothing but follow the wishes of the first Archon. She then regretted telling a few details about her personal life. For her, the camp of the first Archon was still hostile because he was a member of the organization that killed her parents. "I shouldn’t have just said anything," she thought. She also notices that often she can no longer control her emotions, the longer it takes she may lose herself.

Hunter growled lowly. "He's so f*cking strong. All of you guys are against him, the king, and all the other packs, and yet Alonso is alive, successfully hiding and planning a massacre. That man is inhuman. He won't stop until he gets what he wants and his ambition is f*cking crazy." Lennox stated the obvious. It was true that the werewolf race had never come across such a strong threat that they still couldn't eliminate. Even after losing a strong pack like Draken's. Alonso still stood strong prowling towards his goal. It was f*cking intimidating.

I’m going to have to find out. “So, I’m assuming Chase got ahold of my body earlier than I thought,” Ren mutters, running hands through his hair. The same here I was touching only moments ago. I shake those thoughts out of my hair. “He’s getting stronger,” I murmur. “He didn’t tell me anything. He just confirmed he is a demon from the Devotion Pack.” “Thank you for trying to help.”

PRINCE ARCHER WAS ALONE in the shelter when he awoke the following morning. Aurora was no longer in his arms. Outside, he could hear the sound of firewood crackling, and could smell the aroma of roasted meat. Getting up from the floor of the tent, the prince-in-disguise held the back of his neck, cracking it slightly to alleviate the dull pain he was feeling on it. He must have fallen asleep in an awkward position. Walking outside, he caught sight of Aurora sitting in front of a fire roast, turning over the heat what looks to be some sort of bird meat skewered on a piece of stick. She looked up at the sound of his footsteps, and, catching sight of his face, flustered a little and turned her

I said inwardly as I tied it for him. I got adopted when I was still a six-month old baby, as I was told any time I asked about my parents. Dante Marcus was the only father I knew. His wife who was also my step mom owned a large pharmaceutical company and would most of the time stay at work. Dante Marcus was the owner of an executive watch company; they were so filthy rich but they still worked as if there would be no tomorrow. “you have heard about the blood tests that have been recently going round” he said as a matter of fact

The battle will begin today, and only one of us needs to stay and it would be me. I heard voices from above and they were all cheering. I can hear the metal screeching and It seems that they are preparing for the war. The spiritual war that will happen today. The spiritual war happened billions of years ago and will happen again now, not because we need to know who is mightier but to bring balance on earth. I need to end his ambition of being a god because he will never be one. The thunder roared and the heaven split. The angels from heaven fly down like lightning. The help is here and I am no longer outnumbered. The war between me and my brother started. While I keep an eye on Maria. I will

"Repeat it, and I don't care who you are Con. I will feed you to the dragons myself." The two friends looked at each other, a silent battle waging between them before Con finally had the sense to avert his eyes. Bubbles popped in front of Cons vision as Gio growled, letting him loose once again. "Jesus Gio, it was just a joke." Deep growling left the Alpha's mouth as he swallowed more of his drink before Gio stood up, slamming his glass down on the bar. "Prepare a team of six to leave at dusk. Tonight I will retrieve my mate and truly make her mine."