Fire Emblem Dorothea Novels & Stories

She was stalling. “I will show you,” Iris made Athena stand up and dragged her to a separate room, and Azazel followed. She opened the door revealing a little girl of about seven years. Athena and Azazel were stumped. Iris stood ashamed. Athena and Azazel looked at each other in astoundment. While Azazel understood what was happening, Athena still lacked emotional processing of the situation. The little girl had blonde hair and hazel eyes, pretty as the other two ladies in the room. She immediately got down and ran toward Iris, hugging her waist, “Is she Theia, Mom?” the girl asked, knocking the breath out of Athena and Azazel.

he growled. And just behind Liam, her staff glowing with flame, stood Caroline, the legitimate daughter of the King of Eldoria — a vision of golden hair and red eyes, fierce and unyielding. Fire licked around her fingertips as she hurled a roaring wall of flame across the battlefield, forcing the enemy back. Her gaze flicked to Liam, softening only slightly. For two years, she had fought by his side. For two years, she had admired him — fallen for him. And for two years, she had watched him look past her, his heart belonging to someone else.

“You’re…you’re her.” “I am The Mother!” As I exclaimed my title, I used my human hand to yank his head back by pulling on his hair. My mouth opened, expelling a purplish-blue flame into Draven’s now gaping mouth. The dragon that was inside him emerged. It looked at me before he bowed. When that dragon looked into my eyes, I felt a connection. I had met it before, but where? When?

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Maybe she still loved him, even now. David slowly blew smoke rings as he uttered, "You deserve to die." Carolyn's high-pitched scream echoed through the room as she struggled to accept the truth. "Why? What did Emilia have that I don't?" she wailed. "Get down on your knees and apologize to her!" he said with a smirk, watching the crazed woman before him. His words were like gasoline on a fire, only fueling Carolyn's anger.

Alora cried. I feel bad for her, she doesn’t deserve this! Just kidding, I feel nothing after selling my heart to the devil! I have no feelings for a simple matter like this. Zemia fell to his knees punched the ground and yelled in anger. Alora moved off the bed, she cover her body with the duvet. She ran into the bathroom and locked the door. “Get out!!. Leave!!.” Zemia yelled at us. After a couple of minutes, Alora came out wearing her thorn dress. Her eyes were red and swollen. Alora fell to her knees beside Zemia. She placed her hands on him.

Beside her, the territory physician—the Silver Creek pack's elder healer—nodded off, exhaustion tugging at his features. The instant Darius entered, Isolde's eyes brightened, captivating and hungry for his attention. Then she saw me, and those painted lashes narrowed. “Darius, honestly,” she purred, her voice silken and familiar, “I told you I'm fine. You didn't need to drag Dorothy along.” Isolde offered a fragile cough—calculated, not convincing—then reclined with a practiced sigh. Darius didn't look at her. “She's here now. She can do her part.” He nodded to me, all Alpha command once more. “Dorothy, roll up your sleeve.”

“Miss Issa, based on the blood test that has been done, we see an indication of dengue fever in you. Your platelets have also started to decrease because of the effects of this illness, in the next few days they will keep decreasing because that is the phase” Like being struck by lightning I heard the doctor's explanation. My legs went limp, my vision suddenly blurred. Damn, apparently because of this I suffered all week. I saw Arthur seems to freeze for a while, then I felt his hand squeeze my shoulder as if to brace myself. Even though I was busy cursing in my heart. I’m sure if he could hear me swearing inside, he will cancel his empathy for me.

Michael shouted something I didn’t catch. I turned back to Elara. “Can you stand?” She nodded, weak but furious. “I’m not leaving. I can fight.” “Good,” I said. “Because we’re ending this.” I helped her up. Dorian sneered. “Fools. The Flame can’t run. It must burn.” “That’s the thing about fire,” Elara said, stepping forward, her eyes glowing. “You never know when it’s going to burn you instead.” She raised her hand—and the altar reacted.