Fire Emblem Heroes Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The heavy, haunted shadows were gone from her eyes, replaced by a wild, radiant joy. And then, as if she could feel the weight of his gaze, Emerald’s laughter faltered. She turned, breath catching, and locked eyes with Zyan across the crowded stands. For a moment, the noise and chaos of the festival faded. Could he actually be looking at her—a broken Omega? Why? Why would a formidable Alpha ever want someone like her, when she couldn’t even hold on to a bond with a top warrior? The question fluttered inside her chest, fragile and disbelieving.

The intensity in his eyes makes my heart race. I never imagined anyone would love me the way he does. I replay today’s moment in my mind over and over. The panic in his eyes as he kicked down that burning beam to reach me without thinking about his life. The way he held me close, even with fire surrounding us. And the pain he tried so hard to hide when he shielded me from the flames. He didn’t care about his safety—only mine. It’s like he took every fear, every doubt I had, and burned them away with the flames.

I didn’t wait for anyone to react. I scooped Ember up into my arms, holding her close to my chest as I rushed out of the throne chamber. Her body was burning hot, as if she had some worse kind of fever; it was like she was burning from the inside out. Lena, Ember’s friend, ran after me. The second she caught sight of Ember in my arms, her face went pale with worry. "Alpha Rowan, what’s happening?" she asked, her voice shaky, but I didn’t have answers for her. I didn’t have answers for anyone.

Blake Well, well, well. Who’d have known that my little stepsister would grow into such a gorgeous woman. All that red flaming hair I’d like to fist and pull back to press her bee lips onto mine. Curves that go on for days and legs to her neck. Damn, she is hot. Those emerald eyes make me want to melt and fall to my knees.

As a result, they both glared angrily at the young lady, who had belittled a member of their family. “Hmph… Fire Lion Fist, Forest Burning Fist!”

Well, I can’t believe that their story is over. My heart tore up when I wrote the last chapter. But I’m also so happy that Eren and Hayat got their beautiful ending, together with their son. Maybe with their new baby as well. Erena. Perhaps a sequel? Haha.

But now one and only this filthy insect Emrys standing in front of me. His blazing eyes were still glued onto the file in his arm like his ears didn't get what I said nor did he sense my presence in his office now. That made me brew more in hundred pure venom since I had myself heated up rather a roast. Streams of tears started to truckle down my cheeks as the anger was rushing through my nerves like an adamant wind. I didn't know where a weird power came from. I strode hurriedly towards his table and tipped out everything which was neatly arranged on it away really like a lunatic.

Trouble wrapped in fur and fangs. The Luna steps closer, her voice colder than before. “You will learn to show some respect.” I don’t flinch. I meet her gaze head-on, a half-smile tugging at my lips. “I’d say the same to you, but I doubt it would stick.” The more I recall how traumatized Emal is by his family, by them all, including his supposed mother,, the more I feel nothing but anger with her up close presence. Her eyes narrow into dangerous slits. Then, without warning...Smack! Her palm crashes across my face. The sting blossoms instantly, but I refuse to look away.

I struggle to break free, but he is stronger than I am, and my vision darkens around the edges. ---Divina--- My hand is wrenched away from my "savior" and I blink in confusion as I once again gain control of my faculities. What the hell just happened? I hear a gasp and an cynical chuckle and everything comes into focus and I watch in horror as the darkness grips Ember around her neck and I can feel her life slipping away. Just like I felt Warrick’s slip away. I failed him, but I will be damned if I fail little Ember. Red hot anger courses through my veins and I use it to find the strength to push myself onto my hands and knees. Where her little hands grip his wrist, small flames dance and he

Immediately, her heart soared and she knew that one day, we would be bonded and she wouldn’t be alone any more. Flashes of my life flicker before my eyes, flashes of Aolis, walking alone in the forest, then flashes of me walking alone in the same forest. Me at the axolotl pool, me talking to GoldMoon, me trying to heal Dominic, me freeing the trolls from the earth, me stepping in front of Lorelai's lightning to save Aolis. With each memory, Lucero’s love for me has grown. Her love for me is as strong as the love I feel from Hera and from Aolis. I am hers and she is mine. We are one.