Code Geass Fanfiction Novels & Stories

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Hello there. Comeback with the story of Kai or Kazuo-kai at Seirryu university. The first day had been so confusing for Lord Yakuza. What would happen next without Ozgur in this story? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

I watched the exchange with a slow, simmering disbelief. The minute the fae girl left, I stepped forward again. I inhaled. “Greetings of the Nine Realms.” Her gaze snapped up finally , irritation briefly flashing in her eyes before she covered it with a smile so tight it could have sliced bread. “Student code?” I recited it without missing a beat. “ROG-S17-042.”

Lucy The morning light seeped through the thin curtains, weak and pale, but it was enough to make me flinch. My head throbbed, a dull echo of adrenaline and exhaustion from the night before. I sat up slowly, the unfamiliar sheets rough beneath my fingers. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept in a bed that wasn’t heavy with fear, the kind that made the walls feel like they could close in on me. I swallowed hard. The room was small, plain, but clean. No pictures on the walls, no clutter—nothing to distract from the quiet hum of the house waking around me. The door was closed, locked from the inside, which was a comfort I didn’t expect to feel.

The sound of it has his body going rigid and I know he’s close. “God yes, make me come, baby. Please make me come,” he begs. Bloody hell, hearing him beg is enough to make me come and it has me sucking him like a hoover. His hands grip and tug at my hair harshly, his body stiff as a board and his breathing has stopped altogether. “Heart…FUCK,” he growls, throwing his head back as I feel his warm cum fill my mouth. I gulp it down and slow down my movements wanting to suck every last drop from him. His body is shuddering and he’s looking down at me sated and in…awe? He pulls me up by my upper arms and clamps his lips down on mine in a smouldering kiss that I return eagerly as I loop my arms ar

' 4 seconds left'FUKKKKKKEEEYOU GAMMEE~' Closing his own eyes pulling Daisuke by his neck placing his own warm lips upon the cold onces. 'Please, at least I don't want to die by the hands of the character I made myself'

Sparks ran across his arms—veins lit with corrupted biolight. Memories that weren’t his kept bleeding through: men in white coats, files marked SUBJECT R-113, a little girl crying behind a mirrored wall. “Stop,” he rasped. “Get out of my head.” But it wasn’t someone in his head. It was the network. Ash. > You are unfinished code. You will be rewritten. Raine’s scream tore through the trees, warping the world around him. Bark blackened. Snow melted into steam. Branches curled away from him like frightened limbs.

The other still had not spoken. I crossed the room. Hayate’s boots struck the floor behind me. “Raiken.” “The case is pressure-sealed.” “That isn’t what worries me.” I entered the security code. The glass cover released with a soft hiss. Cold air rolled over my hands. The temperature in the gallery dropped so quickly that my breath became visible. Hayate moved closer. A scar cut through his right eyebrow and disappeared into his hairline. Under the blue light, it looked almost silver. “Tell me you feel that,” he said.

At the center stood a machine far larger than anything Evelina had seen before. It was not the Core Engine. Something else. Something older. Above it was a single inscription. THE FIRST DRAFT. Evelina stared at the words. The System flickered violently. [IDENTITY RECORD RESTORED.] [ORIGINAL ROLE: UNKNOWN.] [CURRENT ROLE: EVELINA ROSENTHAL.] [WARNING: THE TWO RECORDS ARE IDENTICAL.] Evelina's breathing became unsteady. She looked at Lucien. Then at the machine. “I wasn't simply placed inside this story…”

The entire chamber glowed faintly with golden light—familiar, but deeper, older than anything in Hollow Base. Then the voices came, soft, layered, and without threatening. Just... tired. She came... At last... The Key has returned... Kieran spun around, blade out. “Kaia, what is this?” I stepped forward. “I think they’re part of the code. But not stored like data.” “Then what?” “They became the code.” I dropped to my knees and pressed both hands to the floor. Pain shot through my head. Flashes. Screams. A girl in restraints, claws tearing her own skin to escape. A boy injected over and over until his heart gave out. Another locked in a simulation loop until his mind shattered.

“Forever.” He paused. “There’s a code. Called Omega Six. It’s not a virus. It’s a logic virus. A paradox that forces an AI to question its own existence until it collapses.” “Where is it?” “In my head,” he said simply. “But I’ll only share it under one condition.” Alma’s lips tightened. “Which is?” “That you let me deploy it. Myself.” Alma stared into his eyes. For a long moment, she saw no deception. Just a tired man desperate to make peace with his sins.