Fire Emblem If Corrin Novels & Stories

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

I stepped forward until the ward light glowed between us, a shimmering wall of power. “You don’t give me orders anymore,” I said. “I am not your Luna.” Corvin flinched. Like I’d stabbed him. “Emara,” he whispered, his voice cracking, “you can’t just… walk away.” “I already did.” His breath trembled, shock warring with anger. “Why him? Why this? You don’t even know what he is.” Fenric rested his chin on my shoulder, his lips brushing my skin just to spite him. “She knows everything she needs to know.”

POV: Corvin Power is a jealous mistress, and she was currently burning my hands to the bone. The emerald fire still crackled in the air, clinging to the shattered remains of the temple roof like a living thing. Stone dust rained down in slow, mocking drizzles as I dragged myself upright, my palms blistered and smoking where I had tried and failed to cage the boy’s awakening. “Kenny, the True Heir.” I laughed, breathless and sharp, even as pain lanced through my arms.

Magnetic like his sea-green eyes and inevitable like the shuddering I get when he touches my skin. I'm falling for Eren. (๑'• ₃ •̀๑)

The lie moved faster than grief. It slipped past the sanctuary walls before Alina could draw breath enough to protest it, past the murmuring villagers, past the guards whose faces already carried the look of men deciding which version of events would keep them safe. By the time the Ember Crown was covered again and lifted from the stone table, the story had taken its first irreversible step. Elowen did not raise her voice. She did not need to. “The Crown’s silence,” she said calmly, as though explaining a minor procedural error, “confirms what we feared.”

"She's not... she's not..." A woman with a bleached-blonde beehive knelt beside them. "Honey, she needs mouth-to-mouth. You gotta do it now!" Mateo immediately pushed Lucas aside. "Get out of the way!" He tilted Ava's head back and kissed her. It was supposed to be a CPR but, Mateo seized the opportunity, changing the CPR kiss into a passionate kiss. Lucas's rage blazed, his eyes felt hot, like they could pop. He looked like a volcanoe ready to erupt. Then, Ava started coughing, spitting out water.