Eve Mass Effect Novels & Stories

Code streamed like rivers of light into the wreckage of Echo, their combined will flooding into the network’s dying veins. Savannah whispered, her voice breaking. “This ends here. Not rebuilt. Not reborn. Ended.” Mira-Eve’s hand pressed tighter. “We remember for you, Mama. We carry it all.” Eva’s eyes shimmered with tears, her small voice steady. “You’re not alone.” The surge deepened, a wave of fire spreading through the circuits, through the bones of Echo. The ruins groaned like a living beast. Energy howled. Walls trembled. The air burned hot with the smell of steel melting under the force of human will.

He groaned and fell at his side. “Dust!” Cartel went to him and touched him with his feet but he wasn’t moving up, his head was placed on the ground and he didn’t bring them up. He went over to the bars and shook them, calling for help. Eve came out of the cab, stared at the mansion of Wesley, and after taking a deep breath she walked into the house. Her fingers went over the doorbell and she rang it. The door was opened immediately and Vero's face came out through the door.

" Eve took the invitation seriously and began loosing herself into his eyes. And the more she did, the cold feeling of Dejavu began hitting her. " Eve! "

I didn't understand Avamarie anymore, it kind of felt as if she was enjoying my discomfort. "So, this is where your mother is?" "Yes. This is where the finally battle will be!" she said enthusiastically. "Are you going to be okay?" I asked her concerned. After all it wasn't every day, you lead someone to your own home to possibly destroy your evil, world dominating, Daemon rising mother. Avamarie's beautiful dark eyes softened into sadness and a tear began to streak down one of her cheeks as she looked over the cabin. Then just as suddenly she wiped it away and returned to me.

He wasn’t fine. The first time it really hit me was during a mission. We were clearing a building, trying to secure a supply drop before nightfall. It was supposed to be a simple job, but nothing had gone as planned. The infected had surrounded us quicker than expected. Ethan was at the front, using his powers to keep them at bay. His energy blasts shot out in rapid succession, clearing paths for us to retreat. But I could see the strain in his eyes, the way his body shook every time he fired.

She held his gaze her eyes pleading, the silence and tension between them almost deafening "One condition" he growled "next time, next incarnation, I want something more than this, I have chased for aeons next time you're mine, enter into an Elysian Oath with me" "But my vows with my sisters, I can't do this" she whispered "don't do this" "Cannot or will not" came his stern voice "I am the only God left who knows how to use that, other than those who'd use your death to enslave existence, besides I'm dead sooner or later, an Elysian Oath ensures my continued existence"

The rouges at this minute seem to be winning. When I get that feeling again in my chest, this time it is stronger than ever and I can hardly stand it, when vines come shooting out of the ground like bullets and they fly towards their targets. They slam through the bodies of the wolves repeatedly. I can feel the my energy is fueling them and it is draining me, I fall to my knees and Arizer is there instantly. "Keira are you ok, speak to me." I can't reply all my energy is in these vine bullets. Until the very last one of the rouges has been taken care of and then I let go.

she said trembling. “You won’t.” She closed her eyes. And when she opened them again, the glow was gone. “I remember the dream,” she said. “But now I know it’s not real.” Then she stood—so small, so brave—and walked to the console. She placed her hand on it. And said, “Goodbye.” --- The light burst outward in a silent wave. Every screen went black. The neural map vanished. The humming stopped. One by one, the Eve girls collapsed—alive, breathing, but disconnected.

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It clung to the dead planet like a living, viscous spiderweb. "Comms are heavily jammed," Elias Vance gripped the controls of his Vanguard mech, watching the static snow flickering across his holographic screens. His usually mocking voice was now incredibly tight. "The dark energy radiation out here is too intense. Effective radar range is compressed to less than a kilometer. We're basically blind men stumbling through a fog."