Ymir Novels & Stories

Sryrn and her queen's men replie Moriah peeled off the glove and let it fall to the ground, ready to turn into the Legend. The gods in the pyre were scarcely recognizable anymore. The head fell off the smith with a puff of ash and embers. Myra sang in the tongue of Waterfall, her voice rising and falling like the tides of the sea. Ezekiel untied his singed leather cape and listened in silence. Thrust in the ground, it still glowed ruddy hot, but the flames that clung to the sword were dwindling and dyin

Katherine sucked her breath between her teeth, but Nathaniel already continued as if it were nothing. "As far as I was told, Alexander Ymir Icefall was the worst kind of husband one could imagine. After he succeeded the throne, he was also the worst kind of King, though his reign was so short hardly anyone ever mentions it. The only thing he is remembered for up till now, is his genius in magic theory and his magic inventions. He invented an apparatus that measures the possibility of awakening magic power, the magicmeter. It is so costly that it's only used in the Icelands though, so maybe you never heard of it... or have you?"

“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 nam

It wasn't even a pleasant greeting but he made her heart flutter. Olivia stared at the man, her anxiety died down. Olivia knew she trusted him, his words, his actions, everything thus far. Amon was the first who managed to come to a place where no one else came to, and so, she will patiently wait for his reasons. "I am called Amon of Yyir, pleasure to meet your Highness, Princess Olivia of Estel--"

Thea, Wyot, and Taran appeared one after the other. “What happened?” Wyot asked, while Thea and Taran both looked at James. James responded, “I’ve received news that the Great Elder of Emyr Island in the Central Plane outside Endlos has made an appearance in Endlos. Emyr Island is the home of the Extraterrestrial Demons that attacked Endlos. The Great Elder’s name is Lor Willasse, and he’s a Sovereign Third Rank powerhouse.”

Rex got a clear view of the Alpha going after the Omega and stopped cold realizing the wolf he saw was a mirror image of Rex. “What foolery is this?” Makai exclaimed. “It’s a glamor. There’s not too many wolves that posess that ability. I can only think of one.” Rex growled and took off again. “Damn it! Rex, you’re an idiot!” He said, going after him again.

There is no Silver Moon without her. Emerald, not only are Alpha's better for knowing you, but we all are. This pack is included. You are indeed the most exceptional woman I have ever met. You are strong, intelligent, and mouthy without a doubt but in the best way possible. Honest, truthful, loyal, and honestly, I could keep going. You will always hold the title of Alpha to us Alphas, Beta to all Betas, Elite Warrior, and Warrior Pack Leader to Silver Moon but most importantly to me anyways, Future Luna to Silver Moon. That is a lot of titles for one woman, but no one in this world would ever handle those as elegantly and courageously as you.

As I approached, a figure emerged from the shadows—a towering guardian with eyes like molten gold. "I am Eryndor, Guardian of the Relic," the figure intoned, his voice resonating through the clearing. "Who dares to possess the Amulet of Fenrir?" I stepped forward, my heart pounding. "I am Emily Hawthorne, and I seek to use the amulet to protect Silverwood Falls and its people." Eryndor's gaze bore into me, his expression inscrutable. "To wield the power of the amulet, you must prove your worth. Face your deepest fears and confront the shadows within your soul. Only then will you be deemed worthy."

She seemed to show great interest in my ability to see the future. “What did you say your wolf’s name was again?” She asked. I wasn’t sure why that was relevant but I answered, “Emerald.” “Hmm…” Alpha Everly muses. “It seems our wolves are sisters.” I tilt my head to the side. What could that mean? Everly’s POV

Night wind whipped around Nyra as she stood at the base of the ancient mountain, its black crags looming like a jagged crown against the starless sky. The infernal brand on her palm throbbed with each heartbeat, a constant reminder of Imreth’s cruel bargain. Caelum’s lifeless form and Ryker’s groans echoed in her memory, she would not fail them again.