Fire Emblem Fanfic Novels & Stories

I scoffed. Why was I the one being fed stories about family dignity? Wasn’t Ember thinking about the same dignity when she slept with my mate? And Fenris, the fucking dog who wouldn’t keep his cock in his pants and had to get down with my stepsister—I wish him hell! “You could have come to me to tell me what you saw instead of creating a scene,” he continued. “Ember and Fenris want to be together; it doesn’t ma—” “Father!” I chimed in. “Fenris is my mate. He loved me, he—”

The air trembled, heat rippling through it like a heartbeat. My eyes snapped open just as the magic ignited. Fire erupted beneath me, racing up the walls, devouring the air. I stumbled up, choking on smoke. Ember stood in the center of the room, framed by the blaze, her silhouette sharp and perfect against the light. Her eyes burned with both colors now—black and gold—and her smile was something beautiful and terrifying. “You should’ve never trusted the flame.”

DEX "Coming from you, I can't even begin to imagine what that looks like. Whenever I think we're doing well, you shut down on me and run right back to Caroline." Ember sounded sad as she looked away from me. "Maybe it's best that this is almost over. I shouldn't have let myself get so carried away with this. I don't want you to mate me out of pity, or some sick sense of duty to me." My stomach twisted as she said it was almost over.

“The work shifts and the rogue skirmishes tend to build muscle whether you want it to or not.” Ember pulled back just an inch, her eyes bright with an excited, frantic energy as she looked between us. “I still can’t believe you’re actually here,” she stammered, her voice vibrating with pure excitement. “I thought the Council would extend the banishment. I thought father would have to fight them for another year to get the registry cleared.”

Ember's demeanor shifted instantly, her icy facade melting into a more composed demeanor. "Oh, Felix, my dear brother, you didn't tell me you had a wife," Ember said, feigning innocence as she approached her brother. Felix sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I was planning to tell everyone tonight during dinner. It's been a hectic day, Ember." Ember glanced at Marianne, a calculated smile playing on her lips. "Well, I must say, you've chosen quite the surprise." She leaned in towards him, "I don't like her."

“You’ve been making dreamy-eyes at your locker for the last two minutes. Spill. Is it about Zander my brother? Or is it that new guy? The one who looks like he walked out of a fantasy novel?” I blinked. “What? No. I wasn’t—dreamy-eyes? Seriously?” Ember raised an eyebrow. “Girl. Your cheeks are literally red.” “They’re not.” “They are. Like cherry Jolly Rancher red.” I groaned, hugging my books tighter. “I wasn’t thinking about Rowan.” “Ah-ha! So it was Rowan.” I cursed inwardly and gave her a glare that lacked any real heat. Ember was impossible when she got like this—relentless, smug, and entirely too perceptive for her own good.

Eliza shakes her head, “Nope. I’ve never liked evil people. You were evil even before him, or you would never have turned out like this.” She sighs and rests her head on his shoulder. “Goodbye, Bitch.” She nods and Eliza opens her palm and they both burst into white almost blue flames. Noemi’s screams float around them for a few moments then they’re gone and Eliza sighs, snuffing out the flames. “Done. Now I can sleep, right?” Ash nods,

Suddenly, I thought of Agnes and shouted, “I’m Agnes’s fiancé! You can’t send me to Exile Island!” The only response I got was another sharp slap. Father sneered. “Once you’re on that island and reduced to nothing more than a plaything, do you think the Wrights would want you? When that happens, the only one who can marry Ms. Wright… will be Ralph.” Even now, as a ghost, I could still feel the burning pain on my face. It felt like my parents, whom I had lived with for over twenty years, had never loved me, not even for a second.

The water dripped from them, a cool contrast to the inferno that ignited between them. Clothes were torn away in a frenzy of wet fabric. Liam's strong hands gripped her hips, yanking her flush against him. His thick, rock-hard cock throbbed hot and heavy against her stomach. Mitchell wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft, stroking the veined length as he groaned into her mouth. He shoved her soaked shorts and panties down her thighs, kicking them aside, then spun her around and bent her forward over the smooth, sun-warmed rock.

‎ ‎“It’s enough! No matter what, I won’t marry Lila. Since she likes Haru’s dick that much, they should be with each other!” ‎ ‎My mother grabbed my arm so tight it hurt. if it weren't for the long sleeve, I'm pretty sure I'll bruise.“You must marry her!” ‎ ‎“I won’t!” I yelled, pulling away. “Apart from her cheating… I love another.” ‎ ‎Haru laughed cruelly. “Who could fucking love you back, you pathetic excuse?” ‎ ‎My eyes searched the crowd and landed on those mismatched eyes. Without thinking, I ran to the stranger and hugged him tightly, whispering against his chest: