Spyro Cyril Novels & Stories

The Alpha smiled at his son. “Congratulations” Ancient, the old oracle who had already become weak and unstable smiled, revealing his crooked, broken and brown teeth. He was already becoming bald due to his old age. It was said that he had lived for a hundred of years and has served three generations. Spike would be the fourth if he lived longer. Also, it was said he would still serve two more generations’ i.e the next Alpha after Spike and the next. H4e walked closer to Spike and patted him.

Winter's expression turned serious. She sat up from Gideon's embrace, straightening herself. Snowy shifted in her seat, too. The two sisters exchanged a glance, and their faces both grew somber. Gideon didn't rush them. He waited quietly. After a moment, Winter seemed to have found the right words. "My goal is to obtain the Spirale Clan's core." "What core?" "The cyberbrain." "What? The cyberbrain?" Gideon was stunned. That term had always existed only in sci-fi movies. Could it really exist in the real world?

“I’m not. I’ve lived with the pain of being separated from you and our son briefly. But Damien, this isn’t about pain. It’s about the truth. And I’m telling you that something doesn’t add up.” We stood there in silence, the tension thick between us. Finally, I let out a heavy sigh, my shoulders slumping. “I can’t believe you will support a stranger over me, Lyra.” She sighed and looked at me. “First, he is not a stranger. He is my friend. I lived with them for more than a year. Secondly he saved Leo, our son from an attempted kidnapping. Third, he is the beta to Jaxon.” “What does his being a btea have to do with this?”

I cut him off feeling the tears accumulate at the brim of my eyes, "Don't say that. What are you even talking about" "Lyra calm down. I'm doing all that I can. You passed out on our way to our destination and it's been a week now since we got home, you just woke up. I've run some spells and had doctors checked up on you but you're crying one of the most powerful Alpha's offspring, the chances of survival are only directed to the child and not to you Lyra. Your powers could tear you apart if you don't begin training and understanding in what way you could control them" he explains in one breath his words getting to me one after the other.

I demanded. Spiro finally looked at me. There was reverence in his eyes. And fear. “Nyra killed Lucian’s dragon,” Spiro revealed. I stared at him. The battlefield seemed to tilt. Spiro looked back at Lucian, who lay naked and smoking in the crater, stripped of every scale that had made him royal, dangerous, and more than human. “He is just a mere human now,” Spiro breathed.

I raised a brow. “Yes, Vogar.” “Tell your brother what you did to Piper, your best friend.” Her body still as she turned to face her brother. “I killed Piper. I ripped out her heart, dumping her in her bathroom.” “Good girl. Now tell your brother what you did to Lyrik.” “I ordered the men of Vogar to tear her apart and bury her.” “Why?” I whiffed. “I didn’t want her to come near the throne or have Leo’s child.”

“Selena! I’m here!” She heard him. Through the cacophony of Spiral voices, Lucien’s call pierced the noise, anchoring her in her own truth. The Spiral Memory surged, angered. “You deny the cycle. You embrace fracture.” But Selena’s hands glowed, not with chaos, but with clarity. “No,” she said. “I am the cycle—and the break. I carry the Spiral not to repeat its mistakes, but to forge a new path.” The Spiral shrieked, the realm trembling. A pulse of heat ignited at her core. The Spiral blazed outward—not as destruction, but as rebirth. Fire laced with starlight tore across the void.

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

His eyes were already looking toward the outside. At this time, a person walked out of the darkness: it was Alex. He was alone. “Alex Rockefeller, it’s you?!” When Spencer saw Alex, he seemed to understand everything because Alex and the Fairy doctor were hooked up. The Fairy Doctor was a Spirit Severing expert who ranked third on the Flying Eagle Academy instructor combat leaderboard. She was a formidable figure second only to the two principals. It was no wonder that none of the people whom he sent out came back. However, seeing that Alex had returned to California, Spencer’s jittery mood earlier instantly calmed down. As long as Jade had not come back, he was not afraid of anything.

Cyril opened the doors and windows to disperse the smell, then walked out into the courtyard, his eyes gazing into the distance as he pondered how to deal with Kiran York. A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. Someone who doesn't aspire to be the sect leader of the Imperial Dragon isn't normal. Though Cyril was just one step away from being the sect leader, he knew that this single step was a world apart. If Axel Yanes hadn't died in Sunland, Daniel Yarrow wouldn't have become the sect leader. Cyril also aspired to the position, but achieving it through strength alone seemed impossible. Thus, he sought the power of the dragon veins to become stronger.