Fire Emblem Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

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."

Can you imagine anything strong enough to break our bond? ‘No, but our bond is a dragon/rider/mate bond. It is stronger than a straight dragon/rider bond. Ember doesn’t love Merellien. She doesn’t even like or respect him. You love me with your big dragon’s heart. I know you respect me, and I know you would do anything for me. I wouldn’t have to tell you, like he told her. You know what I want and you give it to me, sometimes before I’ve consciously realized it’s something I want.’

I bite back a cry of disappointment, still looking at him, showing him exactly how hurt I feel right now. Fenris stands there with his fists clenched, his eyes turning a darker shade of blue. He is getting agitated I can feel that in the way his eyes flicker from black to blue and then to black. Suddenly, the urge to run in his arms and soothe him dominates my mind. Ugh! The traitorous mate bond!

She asked again. Adolf came down from the podium and he pulled her to her knees, bringing her to the same height as Darius. Then he held her head in place as Darius locked eyes with her. She tried to shake her head but she wasn’t strong enough. Her eyes locked with Darius’s eyes and he laid his mark on her. As his mate. Shivers ran through Emelda as she realized what had just happened. And the strange thing was that they were a pair. How could the universe pair her as a mate with her enemy?

It bowed its head to her—not in submission, but acknowledgment. “Take it back,” it rasped. The creature opened its chest. Inside: a black flame, a core of wild heat wrapped in chains of memory. Her father’s scent wrapped around it like smoke. Her mother’s blood was in the chains. Her own pain flickered at the edges. Without a word, Emilia reached forward and plunged her hand into the creature’s chest. The flame didn’t burn her. It filled her. It claimed her. And for a brief second, she saw Victor—miles away, in a crumbling chapel, eyes wide, gasping as if something inside him had been torn free.

Liam nodded his head, “Everything is changing, it's like a butterfly effect. But, in the midst of everything that's happening, who is in the middle?” My eyes widened slowly, “Emelia.” Her name left my lips with a sharp breath. “That's right. I'm thinking that Emelia also experienced what we are experiencing. She's seeing the same dreams of better still, she was reborn.”

She couldn't let Victoria get the best of her Ember rushed to the train station, her heels clicking on the platform as she boarded the train. She grabbed the handrail, her fingers wrapping tightly around it as the train lurched forward. She stood there, staring at her reflection in the window, her eyes gazing deep into her own soul. Ember's eyes narrowed, her mind wandering to what could have been. "What if I was still married to Thorne? What if I was still Luna? Would I be happier?"

The fourth video cut straight to my first day on Exile Island. I was on my knees, crying and begging my parents to take me back. “Mother, please! Don’t leave me here! I’ll change! I’ll change anything you want!” However, they showed no mercy whatsoever. Without even looking back, they boarded the helicopter and left. Not long after, someone covered my eyes. In the darkness and silence, I heard countless footsteps closing in. As fear swallowed me whole, I curled into myself, hiding in a corner, trembling uncontrollably.

The fire engulfs Amelie and Birch, along with the girls. "Selene, please don't take her away from us." The flames grow more substantial, and the color changes from a red to a deep green. It's both the fae and elven magic combining. I feel the mate bond grow strong again, but it's completely intertwined with the family bonds. I can feel the boys' bond becoming more predominant. "Come back to us, Amelie. I need you; we need you." "Gasp!" Amelie opens her eyes, and the green flames recede. "Gideon, are the boys alright?"

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.