Fire Emblem Fates Soleil Novels & Stories

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

His hand tightened abruptly as he admired the terror filling her face as she struggled to breathe. "Very well. I was already displeased with that brute anyway. Before I take the top position, I will get rid of the eyesore. As for Julia..." Amusement filled his eyes. "I have never played with this type of girl before. She should be quite interesting."

Quietly, I whispered, “Wendy, no matter what comes our way, I’ll always be right here with you.” She glanced at me with a playful smirk. “What’s gotten into you today? Too much sun?” I didn’t reply. I just smiled and gazed at her radiant face, silently making a vow. I had been given a second chance at life, and I wouldn’t make the same mistakes. I would stand by her, cherish her, and right every wrong I had made. As the sun dipped lower, painting the sky in hues of gold and amber, the sea breeze carried a hint of evening’s chill.

Felicity * Just because his fated mate died and the only option that he had was me? Because I was exactly what he wanted in his Luna. "These things don’t matter to me now, Guido," I said, and I heard little footsteps rushing in my direction. "Mamma," Soleil looked at me with her tilted head and ran towards me. I crouched on my knee, opening my arms to hug the little princess with beautiful long blonde hair and blue eyes. Breaking the hug, I kissed her cheek, cupping her tiny face. She had only Massimo’s scent. It looked like he did the same thing that I did with André. "Happy birthday, sweetheart," I said, and I found her smiling, but her eyes were somewhere else.

Though I was in an advantageous position, I approached Joey cautiously. Before going to Black Furies, Orathe had warned me, "Remember, be careful of the Black Furies royal members' curse at the last moment of the battle. The Heimann's bloodline has a special Gift; they can choose to exchange their soul for a curse. Instead of returning to Moon Goodness after death, they turn into black flames that chase after the person they hated the most during their lifetime. That flame can't be extinguished by water unless the enemy is burned to ashes. It is one of the most terrifying curses, so you must be cautious. Alisha, I am giving you the Moon Stone of our pack; it can stop the curse. So, during th

“Interpretation lies in fear. I refuse to be bound by fear.” Maris folded the scroll carefully. “Then heed this: Iris grows stronger. Only descending into Fate’s cradle, where Ember was born, will you find the means to sever her hold without drawing your sword against your own blood.” Selene frowned. “Fate’s cradle?” Maris nodded once. “The heart of Emberstone Canyon, beneath the ashfalls. There you’ll face your final trial.” Ryker stepped forward. “When do we leave?” Maris’s eyes glinted with bitter irony. “Soon. But know this... every hour wasted, Iris’s cult spreads. Provinces will rise under Death’s Dawn, and when they do… no mother’s blade will be enough.”

"They’re using focused solar lances! They’re trying to drill through the dome!" "Let them drill," I gritted out, my voice sounding scraped and raw. "Hold the line." On the main screen, the sky above Ghost Isle was no longer black. It was a chaotic kaleidoscope of violet and gold. My shield, a dome of pure force generated by the island, and the baby were glowing purple. Outside, the Northern Fleet was hammering it with beams of yellow solar fire. It was beautiful. It was terrifying. "General, the Sun’s Fury is engaging!" the corporal shouted.

Outside, Sinai glared at the metal gates. "You are mine. I am your bloodhost, the sole provider of nourishment you depend upon. Only I can feed your body with the blood you require," she said smugly. "Even Evielyn, your beloved bondmate––may her soul rot in hell––could not fulfill that role, no matter how badly you wanted her to." Sinai let out a bitter smirk. "You will forever be mine, Daemon. Forever." EMERIEL Emeriel paced nervously in his small room in the slave quarters, his mind filled with worry. The fortress buzzed with activity as the Urekai prepared for their moonlight festival.

Her face is a mask of steel, but her eyes… Her eyes are afraid. “She’s awakened it.” The words punch the breath from my lungs. Not a name, not needed. The Solarion. The core of every sun ever bound, the engine of creation and ruin. Locked for eons under chains forged from the bones of gods. And now— “Impossible,” I whisper. But even as I say it, I know it’s a lie. If anyone could bend that inferno to her will, it’s Elara. No—Solara.

I felt safe in his arms. I stared up at him, at the way rain ran down his face and mixed with blood. He looked down at me with green eyes. I noticed the lack of emotion in those eyes. “You’re safe now.” I swallowed.. “Please who are you?” “Darius Ironfang. Alpha King of Lunar Veil.” My heart stuttered. Another Alpha King? Moon goddess, why me? I knew Lunar Veil was one of the most powerful kingdoms in this region. What would Darius do with me? A shrill spread over my skin. I had a feeling I had just gotten into bigger trouble.