Novel & Cerita Evangelion Crossover

The sanctuary, witness to the ebb and flow of their love, seemed to cocoon them in a moment of shared vulnerability. As they stood together, the newborn nestled between them, the invincible threads that bound their hearts whispered promises of resilience and enduring love. The fateful reunion, tinged with the scars of war, became a testament to the strength that emerged from the crucible of conflict. Adrian, his gaze never leaving Seraphina, vowed silently to navigate the aftermath of war with her by his side. The birthing sanctuary, once a witness to the mysteries of prophecies and forbidden love, now embraced a family forged in the crucible of adversity—a family whose journey would continu

Ace’s POV The new dawn set, and my alarm went off. I reached out my hand to turn it off, and when all was silent, I lay on my back, my hands spread away from my body. It was only when I opened my eyes that it clicked to me that I was not home. I blew raspberries at the discomfort it brought me to be here, but then remembered my Angel would be coming to see me today. The anticipation was killing me. Quickly, I reached for my phone and sent her a sweet text, but she wasn't online.

Marcus gasped behind us while I kept a straight face. "So they are rogues." I turned to Marcus and gave him my phone. "Marcus call the High Elder before these mongrels escape. The rogues should be placed in a detention cell of silver and the only one who has the capability to do that is the High Elder." Marcus nodded his head and proceeded to make the call. "Alpha, the High Elder." Marcus handed me my phone while Winston took Kiaria to his side to speak with Sakura on Kiaria's phone. "High Elder Alfred Evans, it is I, Alpha Io Hemming. I have a delicate matter to discuss with you. It is imperative something be done," I said.

She clutched her temples, feeling a little disoriented. "This is not your world," "You are in Ceastrerion." Asmia murmured lightly so as not to startle Eleanor. "Ceastre- what? I don’t understand at all." Because of what was going on, Eleanor felt like her head was going to burst. The information presented to her was barely convincing. “This has occurred to you for reasons I don't understand, but I'm eager to help you find out. “ "What exactly do you mean when you say I'm not in my world? What is this world?" Eleanor could hardly believe her ears. For her, everything appears too hazy.

And if Matt doesn’t want to lose his own position he has to do this. I only nod, trying to not start sobbing like some idiot. Behind Matt, Jack and Lori are standing at attention. Lori looks like she’s about to cry at any moment and Jack looks the complete opposite. Prick… Matt suddenly stops in front of me and places a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it before he takes a step back. Here it comes… “I, Matthew Cole Graham hereby strip the title of omega from Chase Christoper Evans due to succumbing to temptation as well as not being able to fullfil his duties”

It was Caleb. His eyes weren't white and mindless anymore. They were a bright, artificial blue. He had a metal plate on the side of his head, and he was smiling. "Did you miss me, Lyra?" Caleb laughed. "The Council gave me a new soul. And they gave me a new job. I’m the one who’s going to watch you bleed." He pulled a lever, and the net began to hum with a million volts of electricity.

This was about Elara. And unlike Clarisse, unlike the board, unlike the world. Damon Cross did not make gambits he failed to claim. POV: Elara The headlines hit before breakfast. CrossTech and Duval Holdings Announce Strategic Alliance. New Era for Tech and Legacy Infrastructure. The Union That Will Redefine the Market. Elara sat at the edge of her bed, the screen’s glow pooling in her lap. Her coffee had gone cold an hour ago. She couldn’t bring herself to drink it.

Just the ghost of his mouth on my skin, the echo of his name in my chest, and the undeniable truth of it all: Nathan Cross fucked like a weapon. But when he said come home? It wasn’t a command. It was a confession.

The armors' sudden movement got a 'eep' from Sona. Entering the chambers, Erik took a seat in an armchair and put Sona on his lap. The little devil looked extra cute in her magical girl costume. Some years ago, during a relaxation time after a trade negotiation with the Shinto pantheon, in Japan, Serafall found and fell in love with a new sub genre of manga that had little girls as the target readers, the magical girls (maho shojo) sub genre. After that, she traveled almost weekly to Tokyo to search for new stuff on magical girls, coming back home with new mangas, new figurines and new costumes. Not that Erik was complaining, after all, Serafall did bring her new costumes to their nights in