Spyro Cyril Novels & Stories

Then it hit me. "Lopez..." I breathed while nodding. Cyrus stood up from his chair and started to pick up the empty boxes of the chinese takeout he bought on his way back here. I watched him walk over to the sink and wash his hands. I still can't believe that Cyrene is his sister but, something's not right. "So, if she is your sister, why is she not using Steele? Why Lopez?" I asked then I saw the way his body tensed.

I wished I could share her agony and pain, and the fact that it was impossible gave me more heartache. The weird-looking woman examined Sam and smiled. " An Alpha," She smiled and looked at a man that stood next to her. " What do you say Abel, darling. A direct descendant of Selene." She said and smiled, then looked at me. " I don't do freebies." She stated, and I saw a pink human butterfly stand on her shoulder. " Meet, Hill, " she introduced the thing, and I didn't know how to respond. " Hello Alpha," the thing said " I am a sprite," he said, and I just nodded. I had no clue what that was.

He grumbled and stepped away from the kitchen. "Take out the plates and place them on the table, baby." He ordered whole finishing his banana, I huffed and pulled out the plates. A fake smile is plastered on my face out of annoyance. - "The forest?!" "Exactly, the forest will be your last mission before the graduation day." Raphael said after he took a month to rest, he still couldn't walk properly because of the poison that spread on his whole body, we managed to take out all the poison thanks to my magic but it did paralyze his legs for a while meaning that he won't be able to walk comfortably without the wheelchair.

I wave of hot fury rolls through me unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. ‘Bynjym?’ ‘It’s Queen Cyryl and Queen Skylar. Queen Cyryl has opened herself up to the thunder. It’s her fury that you feel. All the dragons and riders feel it.’ Well, that’s new. Cyryl dives, blowing her fire over the ones who just sent a harpoon through blue Pynyl’s wing. She’s crying piteously at the pain, but Cyryl’s fire burns the harpoon out of her wing. She still has the hole and will be unable to fly, but Skylar can heal her after the battle is done.

“I think everyone should be fine. I carted him for miles and I’m perfectly fine. Not only did we have close contact, but I am not immune. The infected rogue might be different from the others, but I imagine the fundamentals are still the same.” She clicked a few buttons on the keyboard and her head tilted up. Following her gaze, I saw the image on the laptop was moved to the largest monitor in the middle of all the rest. From what I could tell, her brother looked identical to her. I didn’t remember reading anything about them being twins, yet the resemblance was uncanny. If I recall, I believe his name was Leon. He was working on something important from the look on his face. “Leo, can you h

Lucas Colton King—son of Lincoln and Kerry King , born April third, year twenty-eleven. "Wow..." 'Natasha Austin-Johnson—daughter of Nicolas Johnson and Jenna Austin-Johnson, born October twentieth, year twenty-fifteen and the genetic recepient of the speedster Blue...' "Wait, you know about speedsters?" Natasha interrupted. 'Yes. They are beings whose DNA and genetic code has been altered by an amalgamation of a strain of negative energy known as the speed force and electricity, allowing them to have heightened metabolism...' "Sally, I think I might be a speedster."

He had never felt so disappointed all his life. “It’s from Ariel, “ Jerry said and Damien immediately got up. At this point, the mention of Ariel ’s name just gave him mixed feelings, he didn’t know if he was to be happy but then one thing was for sure, he was very angry. She was a traitor and he didn’t want to look forward to a letter from her, let alone reading it and hence, he vented his anger out on the poor spy. After venting his anger, he calmed down for a while but Jerry didn’t speak.

I let the information sink. “What? Is it related to… Azriel?” She practically spits out Azriel’s name, and I understand but still, it hurts. “I think? I am not 100% sure but don’t you think he was different—” “Oh yes. He was a whole other creature, alright? He was not the man I know as my brother and I cannot understand why. Do you know he has fired James? James of all people and the coronation ceremony is tomorrow? Aiden has become weak and I am not sure what the fuck will happen next,” she says in a single breath and then takes a huge gulp of breath.

Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "He's scrappy," he said to the other two dragons. I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. "You next," I nodded to Sarn. "Hell no," he said. "I don't look good in red; that's Bastian's color." He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. "I'm Sarn. What's your name?" I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. "I'm Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty."

Erden curses, pressing his back against the wall and tilts his head back. "I'm so sorry." Tamarra mutters in sobs. Her voice sounds like an echo in my head. I try hard not to cry my heart out right now. I plop down on a chair and hold my exploding head in my hands. I feel a supportive hand rest on shoulder. I look up and see Azure smiling at me. "He is going to be fine, I'm sure." I nod, trying to believe in his words. Azure takes a seat by my side and right now, I just need a shoulder to cry. Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly.