Code Geass Series Order Novels & Stories

"He is not my flesh and blood! He's the monster who killed Matthew! He's my enemy! I'd eat his flesh and sleep on his hide if I could! Say one more word about him in my presence, and you can pack your things and get the hell out of this house!" George went pale as a sheet. He dropped to his knees, too terrified to utter another word. I drifted above, perched on the carved wooden beam, watching it all with cold eyes. Of course, my father wouldn't look for me. He wanted me dead—the worse, the better. It had always been this way. I remembered when I was seven. Matthew had just received a new emerald pendant—a tribute from some foreign merchant. It was worth a small fortune. He treasured it like

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

“He drank blood?” “He was biting people’s throats out, I don’t think drinking their blood while he was at it is an unrealistic leap, do you?” He asks pointedly. “That’s a good point, and now that you mention it, he’s starting to sound familiar, and I don’t mean because he’s named after an iconic fictional vampire. As for the first victim, I’m pretty sure he is an assassin who went by the Codename Castrati, so named because he was fond of emasculating his male victims and keeping the parts as a souvenir. Or at least I assume so since the appendages were never found." My words make Silas squirm and cross his legs, and I hide my amusement at his discomfort. “I hadn’t seen him at the last Tourna

With renewed energy, I dashed outside the cave and froze at the sight. Zephyrus stood, pinning Alpha Ambrose to the ground with his feet clad in protective armor. “Be ready to die for all the sins you have committed.” Zephyrus picked up his father’s sacred sword and pierced it through Alpha Ambrose’s heart. He screamed in agony but died within a split second. Alpha Athos went berserk, but Carl and his team had him chained to a rocky ledge. His agonized cry pierced the air, but Zephyrus was relentless.

The infiltration mission in Guadalajara escalated. Soo-ah, Sang-woo, Yuri, and Devin moved into the enemy's hidden base under the cover of night. Tension was high after Koji’s death in Chapter 54 (“Ashes and Oaths”), and emotions were fragile. Soo-ah’s mind kept drifting between revenge and duty. The group encountered a twisted underground arena—“The Hunting Ground”—where captured agents and innocent victims were forced into brutal fights.

Gabriel’s face hardened. “And your bloodline was the only one capable of completing it.” The system suddenly interrupted us. MEMORY SEQUENCE 1 OF 4 RESTORED. My heart stopped. Four. The four bloodlines. The four components. The four memories. The screen displayed: FIRST MEMORY: BLOOD. Then: SECOND MEMORY: MEMORY. THIRD MEMORY: AUTHORITY. FOURTH MEMORY: SACRIFICE. Gabriel’s face went pale. “No.” The system continued. ACTIVATION CODE: PARTIAL.

I'm facing now my death. 'G-gello. Meg.' My last word before I lost my conscious. —————————————————————————————————————————— Enjoy Reading! Thank You! God Bless! - ErnEst_odrE_5v -

"Now let's go get our Gamma back." We had just turned back toward the corridor when the voice came from behind me. "You're doing it again." I turned. Marcus was standing ten feet away, Greg Henderson a careful half-step behind him with the particular body language of someone prepared to move fast. The silver cuffs caught the dim light. Marcus's arms were crossed over his chest in the posture I'd seen a thousand times, the one that said I'm not impressed and I want you to know it, but the voice was wrong. The whole scene was wrong. It had that edge to it that had been appearing more frequently over the past weeks: the slightly too-flat delivery, the aggression sitting too close to the surface

But his skin color, it’s so pale. “I’m Felix Lazarus Crimson.” He bent down and placed his lips on the back of my palm. “How did you-” My eyes widened when he starts to get blurred as if he was now fading. “Wait!” I shouted but he didn’t hear me until he vanish in front of me. I open my eyes and sat down on my bed, gasping for air. I didn’t remember myself falling asleep. I thought I was just staring at my ceiling. Crimson eyes. His face flashed in my mind, the way he smile and the way he said that he finally found me. What is he talking about? Have we met before? Because I can’t remember a single thing that we met.

“Look, I’m sorry we lied to get you here, but we wouldn’t have done this if it wasn’t important.” Annalise’s expression shifted from anger to cautious curiosity as she folded her arms. “So, you tricked me into coming here. Start talking.” “It’s better if we discuss this in private. Just follow us, okay?” Oliver extended his hand, and once we were all connected, we were instantly transported to the cave entrance. “Before we go in, have any of you heard about the prophecy of the Order?” I asked. Annalise, Austin, and Caleb froze, shock evident in their faces. Her eyes shifted color, and her aura intensified.