Evangelion Light Novels & Stories

As the green light hit, the car wheels moved forward as I pressed the phone on my ears. “Princess…” I sighed, hearing Evan’s voice, “it worked.”

However, who would have thought another group of humans would stumble upon this dungeon! Let's take a look... Analyse! [Status] Name: Evans Green Race: Human Class: Holy Knight Titles- Prodigy of Brightwing Age: 21 Level: 101

Maria obeyed this request, standing uncertainly in front of her. - Whatever you will see now...- Nadir turned to Juan and Miguel.-... don't be afraid for Maria, because she won't get hurt, or anyone else in this room.- she assured and turned her gaze back to Maria. Suddenly, from behind Nadir's back, two huge, pitch-black wings rose, her eyes literally lit with fire, and a terrifying growl emerged from her mouth. It was Nadir's form as Fallen Angel, and she turned into it to induce an instinctive reaction in Maria, and she succeeded. People who did not know about the angelic element that was in them usually found out about everything suddenly when they encountered a demon or a Fallen Angel o

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

- she added defiantly, the ball above her head getting bigger and bigger and lightning bolts appearing around it, thundering ominously. Mixtures of terror and anticipation appeared on the faces of the "Viking's" subjected vampires, as their eyes wandered from their leader to the growing ball of light. The blonde's face was impenetrable for several minutes like a marble sculpture, even from his eyes one could not read any emotion. He was looking at Miyuki with that blank eyes, as if he wanted to read from her face if she would be able to fulfill her threat. In the end, however, "Viking" closed his eyes and bowed his head to raise it after a few more seconds. This time he looked at Miyuki with

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”

he said, voice low with something primal and dangerous, “nothing will take you from us.” But the sky cracked again, this time with force. A bolt of pure light shot through the tear— followed by a lance of razor-edged shadow. Both forces struck the ground in front of them— not attacking, but claiming. Aria rose slowly, shielding the child with her body. Erevan took her arm, pulling her slightly behind him until their forms aligned—shield, strength, unity. The two bolts pulsed. Until they became… shapes. The light condensed into a radiant figure—tall, faceless, haloed in gold, humming with the ancient weight of the Light Realm’s will.

Ivan smiled sideways; And finally, Chevy Chevy smiles: Aww the devil himself is here, nice to see you really it's been a long time Evan Evan Yuma; Yes, for a long time, I was preparing for this day very much Chevy with a sideways smile; You can't do anything and as always I will stop you Evan with a fireball in his hand; Stop me now if you can Evan starts throwing fireballs behind each other very quickly at Chevy, who counters them with balls of light, but one of the fireballs penetrates the hate of light and heads quickly towards Chevy, who stands stunned by his inability to block it while Evan smiles triumphantly, so suddenly one of the soldiers of light comes to him and receives the ball

“You have to go back and make right what I wronged.” Make right what she wronged. It sounded like the woman was talking in riddles, but as this thought hits me, so do images of the very last vision I had before my demise. The day that Evangaline took the life of the priestess of light. “How?” I whisper, understanding what she is asking of me. “I’m stuck here just like you.” “You aren’t,” she counters. “Although you did perish back on earth, that was only your undead side.”