Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones Rom Novels & Stories

Dusting the book I sat back. “Seems like Liam went out.” Eva reflected. “Hmm… he must have dropped it on the way.” I took out the torn piece of paper that was nestled in the middle of the book carefully. I scanned the page and waited for the result, tapping my legs. Eva leaned forward to get a better glimpse of the device. I read it out aloud so that Eva didn’t have to strain herself much. ### Golden shifters represent light, glory, purity, bliss, and are considered as the guardians of the world.

he said, turning, “here he comes.” I looked too. My chest locked. Nico. He walked in like the room belonged to him. Calm. Cold. Unreadable. I couldn’t breathe. Every part of my body remembered him. Our eyes met. And for a second, time stopped. Everyone disappeared. It was just me and him. But then he looked away. Like I was nothing. Salvatore’s hand tightened on my waist. “Sapphire, Cara Mia, meet my son,” he said.

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

She beamed, turning back to Yeonho, who—perhaps without realizing it—mirrored her expression. His gaze lingered on her, caught in the rare sight of her unguarded joy. The way her eyes gleamed, the way the moonlight softened the sharp edges of her face—it did something to him. A strange, unwelcome flutter stirred in his chest, as if something had momentarily shifted in the air between them. But the moment was fleeting. Before he could catch himself, the underbrush ahead rustled violently. A deep, guttural growl rumbled through the air as a gigantic creature emerged from the shadows, its gleaming eyes locked onto them.

Syra spoke softly, watching me closely. I closed my eyes briefly. “There was so much occuring when I reached Gabe’s lands,” I explained, opening my eyes to look at her. Syra gave me an understanding look before speaking. “The Sacred Flame is a powerful force that resides inside of you, Evelina. It cannot be commanded or summoned at will. It emerges when your heart is filled with the purest love and the deepest compassion for those around you. Only then can it be unleashed in its full glory. It’s a flame born from your emotions and fueled by your will to protect,” Syra explained seriously.

“I’ll hold them off. You need to activate the stone.” Hazel’s eyes widened in alarm. “What? Damon, no! You can’t face them alone.” “Hazel,” he said, his voice low and steady. “This is the only way. The stone is our last chance.” Before Hazel could argue, another wave of creatures surged toward them. Damon stepped forward, his sword raised, and Hazel had no choice but to move. The air inside the chamber was heavy with energy. The Aether Stone glowed brighter as Hazel approached, its light illuminating the intricate carvings that lined the walls.

No one will know if she just takes a closer look. She reaches up and touches it gently, running her fingers over the smooth surface. The stone is cool and oddly warm at the same time, like something alive. The carvings are intricate, filled with symbols she does not recognize. She turns it over in her hands, marveling at the craftsmanship. The door opens behind her. "Stop." Julian's voice cuts through the room like a whip. Cold. Sharp. Laced with barely controlled anger. Seraphina freezes, her hand still on the artifact. Her face burns with embarrassment. She feels like a child caught stealing candy, caught in an act of disobedience she cannot explain even to herself.

He was hanging onto the edge of the broken bridge with one hand, holding me with the other. But the effort was too much. I watched in horror as the black obsidian stone on his arm began to spread at lightning speed. It raced up his shoulder and toward his neck. "Let me go!" I sobbed. "You're turning to stone! If you don't let go, you'll freeze like that and fall with me!" Alaric looked down at me. His eyes were turning into solid black glass. He couldn't speak, but one final thought flickered into my mind before the link died completely.

The stones flashed once, hard enough to send everyone a step back. Thalia whispered. “They’re speaking.” “It is a warning,” Luca muttered. Suddenly, a sharp pulse cut through the air. From the stone at the center of the circle, a thin crack formed, glowing silver at the edges. Alia gasped. “That’s never happened before.” Ethan reached out, his hand stopping just short of the light. “It’s reacting to the Flame,” he said. “Even from afar.” *Back At The Inner Grove* Back beneath the massive, split tree, Crystal stiffened.