Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Infinite Stratos

That power exercised without restraint corrodes the soul long before it corrodes the world. When desire surfaced, there were alternatives. Hybrid females from other houses. Willing. Discreet. Temporary. It was never about connection. Only release. Tension managed before it became distraction. Eventually, I accepted the obvious. My line might end with me. The last Matesson. Unless fate chose to intervene again. Then Rosalinda Stratford was born. The knowledge settled into me without drama. Without ceremony. A daughter. A Sancta. After generations of sons. Young. Untouched.

The recognition brought a smile to my face as I seized the night in hedonistic passion. In the blink of an eye, we'd arrived at someone's home. I assumed the driver. With no more than a light in the kitchen to cast a glow in the living room, both men set out to devour me. It quickly became evident, this was not a first. They worked in tandem, one in front, the other behind. Oddly, there was nothing rough or awkward about any of it. The straps fell from my shoulders as Right nipped kisses on my neck. My breasts were completely exposed when the dress fell to my waist where Left had his hands on my thighs, raising my skirt to explore beneath my thong.

"This the end for me? Can I split open by force in this space?" Bang! Bang! Bang! One hundred times horizontal strike, nothing happened with the space. One thousand times horizontal strike then, he tries again with more number of force. Bang! White holes appear in his eyes, smile while releasing another ten thousand times horizontal strike. Bang! He sucked into the white holes, screaming hardly because his health decrease.

Sania's POV, "The thing is that.... I-I'm sorry that I didn't inform you or anyone about this before." I began. I didn't knew how to say this. "Inform what?" She asked curiously. "That- I-" I took a deep breath closing my eyes. "I- I can never give you your grandchildren. I- I'm infertile." "What!" Her voice made me jump a little and tears clouded my eyes. I looked at her and she was soo in shock.

“I have to find her.” “I can’t speak to the lifestyle she chooses to lead—,” Evelyn began defensively, prying at his hand to dislodge his grip on her upper arm. “It’s not her lifestyle!” the stranger snapped, incensed, and his grip tightened as he shook her once, roughly. “How would you know that?” “Charlotte was my lover. We were going to get married.”

There was a moment of joy, but even Jane knew there was work to do. "I guess we need to go see . . ." Jane couldn't bring herself to say it . . . to talk about those members of the Strays that had died the previous night. The Strays were a group of lycanthropes and humans with magical abilities (called Talents) who lived together in secret, stealing to survive but keeping the forces of darkness at bay . . . most of the time. The previous night, a group of demons called Hellspawn had come down into the Stray's underground lair (called the Den) and had attacked the Strays. A number of friends and potential friends had died defending the Den before the Hellspawn were driven back due in no small

“It’s… everything. Every possibility, every choice, every moment that has ever existed or could exist.” Elyra tightened her grip on her shadow blade, her scars burning brightly as she scanned their surroundings. “Great. So we’re standing in the middle of infinity. Any idea how we’re supposed to ‘shape’ any of this?” Before anyone could respond, the silver thread pulsed violently, splitting into countless strands that shot outward in every direction. Each strand connected to a different fragment of reality, weaving through stars, cities, forests, oceans binding them together in an intricate web of existence.

"They are the 'Infinite-Dividend.' If we try to 'Maintain-Ownership,' we become the 'New-Creditors.' We have to 'Default' on our 'Parental-Claim'." The "Steamy-Sacrifice" of their "Union" reached a "Final-Chapter-Intensity." As Dominic’s fingers traced the "Somatic-Grafts" on her collarbone, their "Shared-Resonance" didn't just "Sync" with each other; it "Authorized" the "Departure" of their children’s consciousness. They were using the "Heat" of their "Connection" to "Ignite" the "Galactic-Link."

​The fall from the stratosphere was a silent, terrifying descent through a sky that no longer belonged to humanity. As Leo Vane drifted in the wake of the "Resonance-Nova," the atmosphere of Earth felt different, colder, thinner, and vibrating with the low-frequency hum of the Violet Citadels.

Until the end. AUTHOR'S NOTE: They're SEVEN now! Luna joined to survive! They expanded AGAIN! They're closer to the Absolute than ever! And they know they'll expand again! They can't stop! Every time someone needs saving, they'll add them! Seven becomes eight becomes nine becomes INFINITE! How do they break the cycle? Can they break it? Or is the Absolute's victory inevitable?