Pyro Archon Novels & Stories

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

Europa tearfully nodded. “See. Asterion is not a monster. He is not the villain. He’s protecting us. He’s even spoken to his mother, who has a secret passage we can use to escape. We have to bid our time for when it’s safe.” Melite smiled. “Escape?” Andromache repeated a whisper of disbelief. I nodded.

“Seriously? Arc, you know I’m responsible for her and nothing else. Why on earth would you think that?” Dillon called Drake’s name. He was now talking to him as a friend, not his boss. Drake knew that his words had caught him off guard because he just stood there looking at him with his mouth open a little bit. Drake leaned back and let his body loosen up as he waited for his answer. Even though he had known Dillon since they were kids, he was still the Alpha, and he didn’t like being questioned. Dillon looked at Drake for a few seconds before laughing. “No, Arc. I only said that because I thought it could help.”

Recalling a peculiar encounter in a white room earlier, where he had noticed an individual who stood out due to their height, Stallion's anger grew. He had wanted to confront that person, but a vital meeting had intervened, preventing him from doing so. Stallion recognized the urgency of the situation, considering the capabilities of Queen and Shawn, who had managed to infiltrate his residence. With his plans in jeopardy, Stallion called upon someone he believed could assist – the police chief. When the police chief answered the call, Stallion urgently conveyed, "My residence is under attack, led by Shawn Diesel and Queen Scorpion. I need them apprehended and brought to me. Deploy your best

I nodded before asking, "Is that Arcanus and how are those towers not seen outside?" "Yes, that is Arcanus, and you couldn't see it from the outside because it is protected by a powerful artifact. The artifact acts as a barrier that makes those towers invisible to a person standing outside the Noble District. It can do many other things but only the Academy Principal can use it to its full extent." An artifact that could shield an entire area, make its towers invisible, and many other kinds of stuff, "ISN'T THAT ARTIFACT TOO POWERFUL?!" I said shockingly.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

The Coalition stood victorious, battered but unbroken. Archon, enraged by Ravenswood's defeat, summoned his remaining strength. "No... my plans... will not be foiled!" Archon's eyes blazed with fury, his powers surging for a final, desperate attack. As he spoke, his body began to contort, his limbs twisting and elongating as his infected self emerged, a terrifying beast. His skin turned a grotesque shade of gray, veins bulging with dark energy. The air around Archon rippled and distorted, like a mirage on a scorching summer day, as reality itself bent to accommodate his monstrous transformation. The sound of shattering stone and twisting metal filled the air, a cacophony of destruction that

Around him stood hundreds—perhaps thousands—of wolves, cloaked in ash-grey and crimson, fists raised in silence. “I speak not as prince,” Arion began, his voice low and cold, “nor as exile. But as the truth, your ancestors feared.” He opened his arms, flame flickering at his fingertips, and the crowd behind him did not cheer. They stood like statues, as if their silence was its war cry. “I am the Flame Unbound. The Fire That Chose Itself. I am no longer shackled by the rusted bloodlines of hollow thrones. I am Sovereign—High Sovereign of the New Fire Order.”

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!