Pyro Archon Novels & Stories

He turned and stared in concern at the petite figure before him. "Well that sounds… so horrifying," She said laughing nervously. Alex wasn't concerned about the information derived from the news but was more concerned about her. He leaned forward to drop the remote but paused as he stared at her pleading. Instead, she pretended not to see it. He dropped his arms on his knees making the loose T-shirt he wore reveal the abs underneath. "This wolf man is starting to get a reputation from it. " He said as he leaned against the sofa, watching her every move. " And I am afraid he is more than a treat to the people,"

It was a game, a sick, taunting game, and Orion had never played to lose. His body shook with a fury and a pain so deep it nearly split him open from the inside. His beast stirred, restless, snarling beneath his skin, craving release, but he held it back. Not yet, not until he had a name, location and throat to rip out; then there would be nowhere else in the realm for him to run. He rose to his feet slowly, his towering form casting a long shadow across the snow. "Burn it all," he said, voice hoarse with restrained wrath.

“All angels are blood thirsty. Look at Iraziel. How many people has he killed, trying to get to me?” “More than you think.” Noah replied, closing the book in his hands. Where Thorne was dark, brooding and the muscle of the trio; Noah was paler, louder and the brains. Well... as brainy as you could get, when you were a demon. “Archon is a thousand times worse. He is one of God’s highest generals, only just under the feet of the Arc-Angels. And let me tell you one thing… you don’t want those fuckers anywhere near you. If you think Archon has plans for you… The Arc’s are worse. They won't want to keep you alive, they will want to skin you and make an example out of you.”

The brand wasn't just a mark of ownership, it was a data-sink, a trap her father had designed decades ago for the moment the Archon tried to jump. "What... what is this?" the Archon screamed, his hands flying to his own head as his physical body began to convulse, his eyes rolling back as his consciousness was sucked into the very "Executioner" he had spent twenty years perfecting. He wasn't entering a young, vibrant host; he was being shunted into a biological dead-end, a firewall designed to entomb him.

Heaven was not arriving diplomatically. It was arriving in formation. Lucifer did not turn toward the descending radiance. She kept her eyes on Lily. “This is the moment.” “What moment?” “Where you learn whether decentralization means coexistence…” Her smile sharpened faintly. “…or war.” The blade of white light struck the valley floor. Snow evaporated instantly. A figure stepped from within it— Not winged. Not soft. Armored in brilliance so intense it hurt to look at. An Archon.

“Taking those who are weaker, younger, making them fight for entertainment. And if you refuse, you die.” I share a look with Nero and Orion. This isn’t just some small-time operation. This is organized. A full-blown fucking enterprise. And it’s spreading like a goddamn virus through our packs. “I’m gonna need more than that, Aeron,” Nero says, his voice tight with barely restrained rage. “We can’t take this down without knowing who’s behind it. I’m going to have to contact Arkyn and Creed at this fucking rate.” Aeron hesitates, his gaze flicking to the floor. “There’s one name I remember … someone they mentioned a lot. He’s not a wolf, but he’s the one pulling the strings.”

The fire was raging, burning a high-rise building on the side of the road, close to their boss’s house. The screams of the people slowly lessened. Not because they had calmed down, but because their souls had gone for good. Draconian came out of the houses around the explosion. Their movements were fast and shaky. When flying with such a movement, the Draconian was just like a malfunctioning robot, which could explode at any moment. The difference is, they can’t be destroyed at any moment. Everything remains intact until where Nero and Sarah stand. How come the Archturian patrol team hasn’t arrived at the scene yet? An explosion of this magnitude should have attracted attention, and fire thi

"Don't worry. There will be a bigshot coming to lend us a hand later." Sharon wondered. "Who is it?" "It is a secret. Haha..." Anthony laughed and hung up the phone. Sharon was puzzled. 'A big shot? As far as I remember, there don't seem to be any big shots. The only one who is considered prominent is Kohen. Kohen is obviously on that b*tch's side. What is Anthony trying to pull here?' She cursed in annoyance and then got up from the floor. When she returned to the set, Ariella shrieked in the loudest voice that even Kisa could hear from afar.

I’ve braided my long black hair, undone it, then re-braided it, fidgeting about in the back, settling even deeper into my large, white, fur coat, and I decided it's time to say something. “I’m hungry sir,” I tell the driver. The golden and brown curtain dividing the front and back of the carriage is drawn and my bodyguard, Dante, checks on me. He’s dressed in his official black and red armor, and I can see his sword poking through the side of the curtain, about to fall over to my side. “Aren’t you hot in that thing,” I ask. “Aren’t you, dressed in that fancy rug,” Dante replies, mocking my coat. “I’ll have you know I can have your head for that, as the future wife of Imperator Seth,” I giggl

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv