Fire Emblem Heroes Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“She’s stronger than I imagined.” I turned to Lukas' cold and thoughtful voice. He turned to look at me. His sinister grin and cold gaze met mine. Our eyes locked, and the years of animosity and pain that I’d been holding back that he’d caused rushed through me until I could hear Ember’s whimpering moans as if I was rushing her to Moon Haven all over again. "Came to play hero, Alec?" he sneered, his voice cutting through the noise of battle. “Whose vengeance are you here for now?”

He closed the distance between himself and their enemy, ready to engage in a relentless battle that would test his newfound skills. As Keagan and the villain locked eyes, a flicker of surprise danced across Emberlyn's face. She couldn't help but be taken aback by the power radiating from her companion. With a burst of adrenaline, Keagan unleashed a flurry of strikes, his movements fluid and precise. Each punch and kick carried a resounding impact, sending shockwaves through the air. The villain, caught off guard by Keagan's sudden prowess, faltered momentarily, struggling to match his accelerated pace. It was evident that the gap between the two was cut close, and they could have been at par

The closer she and Emmi are to connecting full time, the closer I am to having that moment with my mates. “Yes our mate. We need you inside us,” Emmi and Phoenix say as one. When I settle myself between her thighs, I can see her blue eyes flickering with flames. The perfect combination of my mates. The moment I slide inside her, Phoenix’s flames engulf me. I feel her love through the heat of her flames, feel how I’m stoking the fire within her and Emmi with each stroke I make, bringing both of us to the point where we will explode together.

I keep expecting the fire to burn me, to leave blisters like I saw on my father when he passed. “You need to get out, it’s going to collapse!” Fenian says, rushing up to me. He is also carrying two women. These are passed out, one over his shoulders and one in his arms. “I have to get Emmi!” I yell. As I run through the center, I pull my earth element, reinforcing the walls with dirt and sand, noticing that some of it is getting so hot that it’s melting into glass. “EMMI!” I yell again. I push through the fire, unable to see anything but flames and smoke. When I finally find her, she’s on the floor, sitting in a tight ball, her hands over her ears, rocking as she screams.

Rising to my feet, I carry his severed head by the hair, striding across the battlefield like a conquering king. As I pass, Callum's men falter, their weapons falling from nerveless fingers as they realize their leader has fallen. Only the most foolish would continue to fight now. But I know Ember won't be so easily cowed. She's too much like her father, too consumed by hatred and a thirst for vengeance.

, he said again, flicking a strand of my hair like I was his toy before focusing back on the red car. His words were like a sharp sword, slicing my heart piece by piece while being twisted around. I looked outside the window, the pain causing me to whimper, as drops of my warm tears fell on the car seat. In a way, he wasn't wrong, I have been betrayed by the only one I took as a family. "Ember", Guther started "Hope is a dangerous thing, isn't it?", he drawled as he watched me from the rearview mirror, his voice dangerously low.

Ember said he got enlisted in the Alpha training, and that was for only a year, therefore there's no way Kai wouldn't have known him … unless… “You didn't?” “Yes, Kai only had Aunty Lyra, mommy and uncle Jordan, and since mommy doesn't have eyes like mine, I will never know who I took mine after.” His response echoed in my mind. Has Ember deceived me? But why would she have to lie? I nonetheless raised my hand to pat his back, but for some unknown reason my hands froze mere inches away, my fist clenched, I eventually patted his head and comforted, “Do not feel sad, how about I tell you a story.”

He raised his arms to shield himself, dragonfire boiling in his veins, answering the unnatural blaze before him. The shadows didn’t retreat. They bared their teeth at him, hungry, furious. But he pushed harder. Step after step. Because she was there. Somewhere inside that vortex of ruin. Small. Fragile. Drowning. He reached his hand through the fire, through the storm. “Come back to me—” And then his mouth betrayed him. The name tore from his chest before he could stop it, instinct stronger than sense: “Vaelira!” Her head snapped up.

I follow, cumming deep, her moans echoing as we slump against the wall, breathless. “You’re mine,” she whispers, kissing me fiercely. Princess, you’re killing me, in the best way. We rejoin the others, Elyria’s glow obvious, my harem smirking. Ardyn strategizes over wine, rebuilding defenses, while Kaelen vows to hunt Guild remnants, Zane scouting for news. I’m content, heart full. I rewrote the novel, saved Cillian, claimed a harem, added a princess. The story’s pull feels gone, our choices ours.

"While you made the choice to leave, you're still an Aster by blood. I can't bring myself to be connected with that." Faye tightened her fists. "This is just you running away." "Think whatever you want, Faye." She gritted her teeth. *How dare you call my name in this moment? How dare you speak with such a gentle and calm voice?* "Then look me in the eye and say it." She dared, drawing closer to him- their eyes locked on each other. "Tell me you're not simply being a coward. Tell me you don't want me." Emris gazed into her golden eyes, ones that reminded him of the sun and it's warmth. He was bathed in her scent, the very presence of her overwhelming and intoxicating.