Eren X Historia Novels & Stories

But I could feel my heart breaking piece by piece… and maybe it was even innumerable pieces. I felt myself go cold suddenly, with my chest feeling so tight like someone held it so, to torture me like this. I could feel the corners of my eyes go hot. I just took a deep breath instead. I had to control this feeling. I must not break down in front of anyone. I am Xerra. I am an elite warrior!

Vaxel and I shouldn't be punished for the sins of our parents. My parents have never been the strict parent, they always understand me but they don't anymore, I'm in love with Vaxel, I don't know how, when and why the feelings started, maybe it's because he wasn't the boy who bullied me for having big glasses, for having braces, for having this stupid hair and being naive, maybe because, he never for once treated me the way boys in school treated me, maybe because he made me feel I wasn't a dork.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

She gazed at me, blinking like she wasn’t sure if she’d heard me right. “Tyler?” she muttered, eyes widening with a mix of shock and excitement. “As in your Tyler?” “Ex-Tyler,” I corrected, grasping my coffee cup. But she was already beaming, way too thrilled about this. “Oh, this is juicy,” she murmured, settling onto the bench beside me. “What are the odds? You leave London to get away from love disasters, and boom… you run directly into your history. This has to imply something, Sam.”

It felt like getting smashed over the head before everything went dark. When I opened my eyes, I was somewhere new. Sterile, quiet—totally unfamiliar. Before I could say a word, Jeremy's voice cut in from the side. "You really made it, Zach. Here's your bonus for the effort." He smirked, pulled out a crumpled bill, and dropped it next to my pillow. Then he turned—and smacked right into Harper walking in. His smirk vanished. Head down, all fake remorse. "It was my fault. I messed up. Zach blacked out. I already apologized."

Exelle/Xiellenna My skin, once radiant, now bears the haunting marks of my suffering—bruises marring its pale surface. I stand before the mirror, a sorrowful weight pressing upon my heart. As I gaze at my reflection, the red and swollen eyes that stare back at me mirror the anguish within. My lips, wounded and adorned with dried blood in the corners, remain tightly pursed, withholding the words that long to be spoken.

Chapter 122 "About the ancient artifacts, Daddy. There are so many interesting things and stories about our history," Gabriel replied, his eyes shining. "That's great! We’re proud of you, kid. You're learning so much," Angie said, hugging Gabriel tightly. "Thank you, Mommy. Thank you, Daddy," Gabriel smiled. As we chatted, we noticed the twins, Danae and Daniel, busy with their drawings. "Wow, those drawings are beautiful! What are they?" I asked, examining their work.

"Could she be? No! She's not, I should stop imagining things. It's better I focus on what brought me here." Xavier placed down the scroll as he went through the book on the shelves. He found the book he was looking for, it was tagged,HISTORY OF THE FIRST REALM. He was glad at first, but when he was going through the book, he found out there was nothing important. The book only talked about the people and the king's who had ruled the first realm, there was nothing about the war or the dark realm." "Maybe I can find it in war books," he picked up another book to go through but he ended up in disappointment.

And together, we would face whatever lay ahead, knowing that our shared history had given us the strength to overcome any obstacle and create a future that was truly extraordinary. As the days turned into weeks, Xander and I delved deeper into the mysteries of the hidden room. We spent countless hours examining the love letters, photographs, and mementos that painted a vivid picture of the past. Each piece of the puzzle revealed more about the relationships that had shaped Xander's life before me, and with each discovery, a new layer of understanding unfolded.

45 Caliber 1911 pistol which he showed me and I wondered where he got such a piece from. Clara has a Katana and can shoot guns perfectly too, he said they've both been going for combat trainings since they were kids. Clara prefers using her melee weapon than guns as she's swift and more brutal with it as Austin described. He said the infected that bite her caught her unawares when they where scanning an abandoned building to see if they can get something useful.