Fire Emblem Fanfic Novels & Stories

All she wanted him to feel is regrets upon shattering her heart into pieces, and jealousy that he could never have her again other than his younger brother. "My brother is an honorable man. Our clan is known in this town even before we are born. What might sinks in people's mind upon seeing my brother's fiancée being a bitch drinking and dancing with countless strangers? That is b—." a hard slap cuts him off from talking. Emily's body is trembling with so much disgust and hatred. Why would he even care of what she should be doing? The audacity of him to called her a bitch.

Guided by the memories of Emily's unwavering loyalty and the love they had shared, Eric would fight to bring light back into his life and reclaim his destiny from the clutches of his family's twisted intentions. As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Eric's desperation grew. The absence of Emily had taken a toll on his spirit, leaving him adrift in a sea of uncertainty. The weight of guilt and regret had transformed into a reckless abandon, and he found solace in putting his life on the line through daring adventures.

Cataleya A soft whimper eludes from me as my eyes slowly fluttered open. The side of my head throbs with a dull ache, but the more conscious I get, the harder the pain hits. My fingers curl around the side of my head, and I gasp seeing the blood that smears them. I try to remember what happened or how I got injured but nothing comes to mind. Something is not right. Ember whimpers. I’m a little stunned because she has been so quiet these days. Ember and I have a strained relationship. She barely communicates with me, majorly because of her grudge against the man I chose as my mate.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Mark watched the guilt wash over Emery. Indeed the flowers she had planted were all favorites of Chimere and Seranda but mostly Chimere. For the very first time in years, Emery was not grateful for her daughter taking over her powers of vision. “Iris, I know no matter what I say now it makes no sense but I love you. I love you so much and I just love Chimere differently. You are my daughter and my blood. There is no way I can live without you” Mark holds on to his daughter with a smile expecting her to think through the words of her mother but Iris jumps down from the table furiously.

I'm sure Ember was rolling her eyes at me if I could see her right now. "Come on Freya, you know me better than that, do I look like a quitter?" I shook my head negatively. "No you're a fighter and don't get mad at me because I was just messing with you." She huffs angrily and disappears. "I love you too Ember." That's kinda the dynamic of our relationship. TATE POV Liam walked into the study and brought me a cup of tea which was filled to the brim with thick blood and instead of actual tea and this always made me crack.

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 should pretend, after sleeping with my boyfriend on my bed, who gives a rat's ass about you, I wish everyone of you dies." "Hey, stop that,' Jeremy whispered as he got close to me. I shrugged his arm off me and continued. "I don't know what you actually think you are by getting in bed with my boyfriend, but I hate you so much, you disgust me. I wish you would die on a train and be scattered to pieces." "How dare you?" He snarled, wanting to attack me when Noah blocked his path and shook his head. "Don't do this, Aiden."

she replied. “But still, and to think that the dagger was laced with the destructive venom,” Darius added. “Don't beat yourself, Darius. I understand,” Emelda replied and Darius hugged her again. This time, his hug was more intense than the first time. Lucius watched the small exchange between his brother and his fiance and he couldn't stop himself from getting jealous about it. He still had not forgotten about the vision that Emelda had shared with Darius and something about the way Darius held on to her seemed to remind him.

In that instant, the specter that had haunted her dreams an image of the Ember Circle’s hidden council dissolved into sparks that floated harmlessly away. She turned to Alexander, eyes shining. “The hour of hollow flame is passed,” she said. “Our line and our love have rekindled it.” He took her hand, pressing it against his heart. “And from now on, no ember shall burn without truth to fuel it.”