Ymir Christa Novels & Stories

“I found a forbidden ritual when I was looking through the archives the king of the Underworld Ymir wrote before vanishing without a trace.” “King of the Underworld? Ymir? Who's he if I may ask.” “As I've said, Ymir was the king of the underworld and the first devil in existence. He also was the first sovereign, he possessed unfathomable strength, that even the other sovereigns when combined wouldn't be able to defeat him.” “He was that strong? Then how did he vanish?” “I'm getting to that, when I read his journal, I found something interesting. Ymir went by the name Reed, do you recall anyone with that same name?”

They stripped her of her title. Branded her a traitor. Left her to rot in the forbidden lands. But Mira Wyrmblood didn't die. She rose. From the ashes of betrayal and exile, she built an empire. Now known to the world as The Cyber Empress, she’s no longer the discarded Luna, she’s the woman who owns the game board they once played her on. And she’s not done. When Mira steps into a high-profile gala three years later, all eyes are on her, including his. “Yo—you look like my ex-wife,” “No,” she smirks, brushing past him, “I look like the ghost of your greatest regret.” But just as she reclaims her power, fate throws her another twist. Not one

I explain the rest to Nymyra, and she sits there, shocked. “So our a pack gained two goddesses and one fucking sexy god. I have been gone way too long. Mom told me to tell you hi and that she would like to come to visit if possible.” Nymyra says. Nymyra is a hybrid. She is part wolf and part vampire. Her mother is a vampire, and her father is my mother’s brother. Natayla is my dad’s sister’s daughter. It was a shock at first when my uncle’s mate was a vampire, but apparently, there are some vamps that don’t feed on humans. Her mother is one of those. Nymyra is very beautiful. She stands 5’8” with long deep purple hair (her natural hair colour is a pale blonde which she hated), and

she says to the lycan, who pushes his head back, his lips pressed in a line as he says, “Vasseria Aragon, the woman you know as Sara Emerson, and the woman who gave birth to you, Myra, is lycan royalty and my one and only sister,” Verik mutters, and Myra feels every brain cell in her head implode from the information Verik just confessed. That her mother was a lycan?!

“Then affirm my belief in you.” To be honest, Myra’s appearance alarmed me, but I hoped that it didn’t show on my face. She forced a small smile as she sat up with violet’s help. “I apologise for my absence,” I said, meaning every word. Myra was the only person who was bearing the brunt. Damian would persevere, but Myra’s omega gene and her already weak body were suffering more.

He is our other half, and we are his,' the voice explains. This makes no sense! How is this even possible? I'm human and I'm hearing voices in my head—Oh God! I'm schitzo, aren't I? That has to be it, I think, finally coming to a stop at a stream running through the thick forest floor. The image of a white wolf reflects back at me, where my reflection should be. This can't be real, I think, completely in denial of what is right in front of me. 'It is very real, Amaris. You, we, are a wolf.'

She howled in pain as she tried to stop herself from taking another step toward me. "Cyrus!" Carmela screamed my name. When I looked at her, her eyes are now on me. Her cheeks has a lot of scratches and blood almost covered her face but I could still see her tears. Carmela shut her eyes before she screamed, "Ahhhh!" "Do it! Kill me. Only then will I be able to forgive myself for blaming you all these years. Cyrus, today is the exact same day he died and I would appreciate it if you kill me now. Just kill me. Please." Cyrene screamed as she struggled to fight against her wolf.

Teresa shook her head vigorously with a terrified look in her eyes and screamed, "Amaria No!!" As it charged towards Amaria, the Chimera jumped down from above and shrieked loudly.

Carlos challenged him with a frown but Christain seemed to ignore him. “If you want to know what’s happening to our son, I'm telling you right now that we still haven't found him,” Carlos exclaimed as he tucked both hands in his trouser pocket in rage. ”I’m here because I want to honestly help you. Miriam, this is Chloe Markez, a producer of BTC news.” Christian Introduced. “Wait, I think we have already met before?” Miriam asked as the lady gave a smile and nod at the same time.

Miren was completely unafraid to hug Kyra, even though Kyra's body was now broken. Miren's heart is full of bad emotions, she can only pray to the gods to manifest and protect her poor mother. When Kyra felt the trembling of Miren's small body, she reached out and cradled her hands around Miren's tiny frame. She couldn't do it even if she wanted to, because Kyra's body wouldn't let her do it. Kyra was unable to do anything but talk. Kyra was acutely aware of how close she was getting to death. Although she tried to speak in a low voice, it didn't seem as if she could get her words out.