Novel & Cerita Fire Emblem Engage Fanfiction

Saavi smiled as a happy tear when left her eye she confessed, "I love you, Dhruv. You are The Ember To My Flame." "I love you too, muffin, The Ember To My Flame." With the kiss that followed the confession, they concealed their love with a promise that nothing will ever tear them apart. No matter what, they will stay together till they are alive. Even if one day their souls will leave their bodies and will step into the afterlife they will go together holding hands after all Flame can't survive for long without The Ember.

MADELINE POV.. Ember was now like a safe spot for me, she feels like home again, her smile make the decorations in my room lit up so beautiful, she's so much of everything I ever prayed to the goddess to grant for my brother, he's been through hell after the death of Velise, I wish he could do better for himself, I wish he could see a new vielishe in her, before rejecting his mate. She's so full of everything he ever wanted,

Ember shakes her head in confusion and sniffs the floor, picking up the scent and tracking it until it reaches the water. A wet hand suddenly reaches up from the depths and grabs Ember's scruff, pulling us into the water. Startled, Ember turns to snap at our attacker to find Liam grinning evilly at us. "I thought you were better than that." He taunts. I take control, forcing the shift, even though Ember protests. She'll get her turn again just now anyway. I'm not planning on running naked back to the cabin, that's for sure. "You caught me by surprise." I scowl at him, enjoying the cool water against my naked flesh.

“But how do I fight him if she stands in the way?” Liam didn’t answer. He simply reached over and held her hand. Elsewhere, The Heart of Fire The Flamefather stood before a burning table, maps sprawled across it. A younger emissary entered, trembling. “My lord… they’ve united.” The Flamefather didn’t move. “Of course they did.” “She has a name now. Ember.” At this, the Flamefather laughed, a sound like crackling bones. “Good,” he whispered. “Now she has something to lose.”

“Time to end this.” Mochi growled weakly, still trying to rise. Her limbs trembled. Emilia’s fingers curled into fists, nails digging into her palms. “I said no,” she growled through gritted teeth. She closed her eyes. Inside her chest, something shifted. A memory. A voice. A warmth she didn’t recognize—soft but firm. "You’re not meant to break. You’re meant to burn." Her eyes snapped open. Her fingertips began to glow—but faintly. Too faint.

The ones others called dangerous or cursed. Ariya made them powerful. She made them believe. Ember had stood at her side, not just as protector but as twin flame, tied by something deeper than blood. A bond older than their names, older than their fear. They were everything to each other. And then, they lost everything. - Ember’s steps slowed as she reached a clearing where stones jutted from the earth like old bones. She knelt, brushing frost away from a mark half buried in dirt, a crescent moon with a slash of lightning.

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

My golden-amber eyes didn't flicker with kinetic flares; they were just eyes, steady and clear. I looked at my hands. The golden runes were still there, but they were no longer glowing with a stolen light. They were part of my skin, like a tattoo of a story that was finally finished. Félix was there, catching me as I stumbled. His emerald aura was gone, but his eyes were more vibrant than I had ever seen them. He looked at me, and he laughed—a bright, ragged, human sound. "I can't feel the Spire, Emma," he whispered, pulling me into a kiss that tasted of dust, sweat, and the future. "I can't feel the brothers. It’s just... you. It’s just us."

I gasped, staring at the flames that had suddenly got out of control. My mother raised a hand to shield herself while the fire spiraled wildly around me. “Evie!” The temperature in the chamber increased to dangerous levels and some candles went off. “Enough!” my mother snapped. Fire streamed out of her hands, forcing my fire downward until the flames finally disappeared. I stood there breathing heavily while my mother stared at me. “You’re emotionally linked to him.” “Only because we’re fated mates and I hate him.” “The mate bond between you two is still powerful. Fireheart emotions amplify everything.”

Prologue II: Pyre, 3113 Pyre Av 5, 3113 Stephan Caliphus, King Everything was on fire the night he finished the book in the back room of a borrowed house. He laid his glasses down on the desk in front of him and rubbed his tired eyes. The crackling of flames could be heard as the city burned all around them. The blood curdling screams of the men in the streets where they died was enough to make the blood of the fiercest warrior run cold, but he was a man of empathy and it hurt him more than it did the others.