Edelgard X Byleth Novels & Stories

Delia growled, turning her head and glaring at Eden, “Stop making me say things!” Eden lifted an eyebrow, “I didn’t. You’re just an evil person.” She flushed. Her pretty face scrunched up in fury as she bared her teeth. Rogue red light flickered around her and Eden watched her carefully. "What is the nature of this potion?" Adolph asked. “Why does it matter?” Eden eyed Delia then looked at Basil who remained frozen in his seat. "When I was here… what was I?" Eden asked, "An attendant of some kind?"

Walda, the witch of Berlin Dome, appeared in a swirl of green light, her long green cloak billowing behind. Her eyes, sharp as sapphires, locked onto me. “Step aside, children,” she commanded, her voice a gravelly whisper. “Let me see the damage.” Brandon growled but moved back, pulling Amanda with him. “Fix him, witch. He’s royalty, Prince Leopold of Edelstein we can’t afford to lose him.” Walda knelt, her hands hovering over my chest, green tendrils of magic curling from her fingertips. “Gunshot to the chest. Nasty work. Niklas, join me—blue for stability, green for renewal.”

Tabby was asleep in one of the beds already. “Grandpa, who are you?” Tabitha asked, turning towards Gerald with curiosity. “That stinky brat didn’t even properly introduce me to you? Like him to cultivate and run. Sigh, I’m Blake’s ancestor, Medicine god Gerald Elon. I’m a free-roaming spirit to guide you and Blake to become stronger. You three are his future spirit vessels, Miss. Sylvia Elon, his third cousin, and Miss. Tabitha Dalton Elon, his Sister-in-law, and adopted sister, with Miss. Tabby Dalton, your sister, am I right?” Gerold said with his hands behind his back.

She stepped out of the balcony to freshen up her and cool her down, the drink that Agatha gave her is an alcoholic one, she only knew water and soda to gulp in, so it was crazy that she was able to drink the cocktail at all. A presence behind her startled , it was him. “Barett, would you like to be my mate?” ... The confessions of both men is a turmoil, it’s like she’s the prey caught in between them. The Red wolf of the Yngvirds and the Silver Dragon King Edelgard. Barrett, who's a human, who will have her heart?

“This is one of the reasons Adam came crawling back to me!.” Delilah (Aviva) massaged her temples, she rolled her eyes and tried to walk away. “Not too fast!.” Lilith said and pulled Delilah (Aviva) by the arm. “Don’t you want to see Adam?!.” Lilith asked. Unlike the way she had been calmly slapping Delilah (Aviva) on the face with her words she spoke calmly with her eyes like that of a puppy that just saw his treats being thrown away.

The maids who were doing their chores in the room quickly bowed by Edmund’s presence and then left the room so the two princes could talk privately. “Dear little brother, we must take revenge for our father, by killing Ethan and conquer the Blackfrost Kingdom.” The younger prince seemed shocked by the absurd idea, “b-but brother, you know how strong Ethan is… I afraid I couldn't win…” Edgar smiled and took out the grimoire of Armadale from his exquisite robe, “Don’t worry brother, I will give our father for you to use.” Edmund carefully received the glittering black leather skin book from Edgar’s hand, “with our father strength by your side, I’m sure you can counter Ethan’s magic with ease.”

As she turned to storm out, Edgar's hand shot out, sending her sprawling to the floor. She looked up at him, shock etched on her face. "You pushed me?" Edgar, always so careful with her, like she was a precious gem, now loomed over her. His eyes were cold and distant. He crouched down, gripping her chin firmly. "Miss Blair?" he sneered. "You barely deserve the title." Shelia was shocked. "You..." "Do you think I wouldn't figure it out?" he scoffed. "You're not Jade but the daughter of a gambler, a murderer, and a liar. Turning you into Jade is already the biggest favor I could do. You should be kneeling and thanking me."

His face screamed pain as he bit his lips so hard that it started to bleed. Odagaia felt Edwards unusual mana closing in on them which was followed by Fenrir. She helped Lyon stand up as well as Elizabeth by creating two more viney figures. They rushed to hide behind a huge rock where in Odagaia started to create a supposed portal that would lead them to her home. It took time until the two had arrived, Fenrir stood still sniffing the air around them trying to locate their scent, especially Lyon’s blood. Edward followed behind his mouth and opened his stomach growling in hunger.

Stupid bitches with their unnecessary competitions and hierarchy. So now I do not just have haters, I have bullies too. Fantastic. •• LORD REVANDREL Once upon a time, this female standing before me inspired fear and awe in me. Lady Kiskera Eldareth is the sister of Madonna Eldareth, Magnus's mother. At over three thousand years old, she is one of the older Eldareths. Untouchable, powerful, and not someone to take lightly. Erasing all reactions from my face, I drew a calm veil over my features as I dipped my head in a slight acknowledgments.

A fresh pair of disgruntled eyes looked down at her— with clenched fists, Edgar bent over to laugh at her. "I hear that you are a Dark Fey. The most powerful creature!" Edgar grabbed her by her neck and spat out those words, his eyes calm, albeit full of madness. "What powerful!?" Edgar's eyes looked down at her with puppy-like devotion. All her dignity and confidence were lost— the courage to look at him was completely thrown. With a smirk, he silently observed his right hand have its fingernails grow into claws. "It's happening!"