Spyro Cyril Novels & Stories

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

I am needed here. Sydney pulls everyone's attention, and the room falls silent. "Everyone, please take your seats. We have a few things to announce. First, would Ambrose Loopnoir come upfront?" Ambrose makes his way to the front. Murmurs fill the room. "Loopnoir is his mother's maiden name." "What will his grandfather say." Sydney gives the crowd a stern look, and they are quiet again. "The goddess has called Ambrose to be our pack Beta. From this day forward, he and his descendants will be Beta Loopnoir."

Trey was seated on a leather couch in the ‘Crib’, listening to music from some of the upcoming Hip-hop rappers in the hood, as he watched two sixteen years old boys break down a a kilogram of cocaine, also called a brick into a thousand transparent bags, with the help of small digital scales. This crib he supervised was one of many that the Bloods had, scattered all around the city. Being a small man of five feet, he had always been underestimated which he used to his advantage. However, his reputation in the gang for being tenacious earned him the nickname;’Big Trey.’

Upon hearing Aaron’s words, the nearby colleagues exchanged uneasy glances, clearly worried about their futures. As Aaron raised his glass to toast everyone, I calmly walked behind him. Without hesitation, I pushed him straight into the nearby fountain pool. “As your still-employed senior, let me teach you your first lesson. A new leader shouldn’t let their fire burn too brightly. Otherwise, they’ll need to cool off.”

I raised my head to meet his awkward stare. “And you are?” he inquired, stretching forth his hand to me. “I-I-” It was hard to form words with the stern glare my father was giving me. Almost like he didn’t want me to tell him who I was, but the king had offered me this hand, I could get punished for not giving him mine. “I am Princess Illyria,” I muttered almost in a whisper as I placed my right hand on his, curtsying. “Illyria? Oh! You must be the youngest Valerian mentioned to me,” he said, placing his other hand on him. Remember when I said that this man gave me the creeps, well the feeling of his hands on mine was far more disturbing than his voice.

He turns that grin on Cyra and I growl, tugging her behind me. “I was right, you must be Aphrodite. I’m Hacker. I wanted to let you know I’m still working on that ... project Tracker asked me to help with. I have some other things, some paying things, that are taking priority, but I have Sphinx helping me while I work on my other projects.” I look at Zach. “Sphinx?” I mouth. He shrugs. “She’s my ... let’s call her my protégé,” he says. He grins again, like he’s got a secret. Since he goes by Hacker, I’m guessing he has a lot of them.

“That means the spiral isn't a curse passed through blood… it’s her design a llegacy.” The spiral behind the girl pulsed, and the world flickered again. They were pulled forward years into the future. They stood now in a grand underground temple. Spirals carved into every stone. The girl was older. Her voice echoed through the chamber as dozens bowed before her. “She called herself Vireya,” Seraphina whispered, trembling. “The Spiral Queen.” “She built a religion,” Sarah said. “She built an army,” John corrected. Vireya raised her arms. “We are not cursed we are chosen. And when the stars bleed again, I will return through my blood.”

“Indeed, who knew this b*stard could send an Agile of level three flying, he must be more than meets the eye!” “Sadly, that’s it for him. This Horizon apprentice is different from his previous opponent, the guy’s an Agile of level four after all!” The Spiritime apprentices had gathered to spectate the showdown. They continued to debate the outcome of Zephyr and Ricky’s fight. “When will you ever shut up!” Zephyr spoke as he eyed Ricky. Ricky emanated a strong Agile of level four signature. However, what shocked everyone was that once Zephyr got a good look at Ricky, he quickly averted his gaze elsewhere...

She hid back and thought, If no one is with him, then it must be the 'Spirala. Spirala was a kind of magical communication where one drew spiral lines at the lower nape of their necks to call out for the person they wanted to communicate with. After each line, there was always a unique sign for each person. Only aristocrats and royals could use this type of magic. It was no surprise that Karras could use it because he was the son of one of the noble families in Baltras.

Obviously, under the guidance of her teacher, Charlotte Sky who was born with Dragon Note Physique had made progress. Caspian originally wanted to ask Charlotte Sky for help to inquire about the matter about that Elder of Amethyst Palace Realm yesterday. After that, after receiving Charlotte Sky's agreement, Caspian asked Flame Gordon's question again. Charlotte Sky glanced out of the corner of her eye and nodded. "Yes, he is a fourth-class disciple of Crape Myrtle Sect called Wood Moody." Hearing that he was a disciple of the Crape Myrtle Sect, Caspian understood why the other party looked at him so unkindly just now.