Genshin Impact Reacts: Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

Dear readers, it's your author here and I'd like to notify you of something in this chapter. Throughout the chapter, you'll notice that the perspective of the characters has been played with a bit because I'm doing some experimenting and trying to find my comfort writing zone, so please don't be confused, it's only Rosalie's perspective that has been changed. ____________________________________________ “Who’s the bitch now?” Genesis mocked as Giovanni growled before rushing in with a powerful right hook punch Genesis met him halfway with a dodge before thrusting a quick jab to the mouth and nose catching Giovanni off-guard as his head jerked backward.

}: "Come here son, let's talk! How did you get here and where are your friends?" Dantzler: (Narrowing his eyes and charging "Impact" even further, until it reaches the form of a dense spiraling string of translucent energy around his right fist. He mumbles to himself...) "What a R.I.P...Mom would have never hesitated. Gotten my ass beat from that woman too many times to know her speed." (With a fierce and determined look in his eyes.) "IMPACT RAILGUN!!!!" (What looks like a spiral-shaped bullet of pure energy comes spinning off of his fist flying at Oda at a speed fast enough for only Kimora to see while time is Distorted.)

"Yes. Creating something from the memory of what was lost." I crouched closer. The light in the runes responded instantly—flaring softly, golden threads rippling outward in concentric waves. My breath caught. Riven swore under his breath. "It’s reacting to you." Julian’s quill trembled. "Fascinating." "Stop testing and start explaining," Cassian snapped. Julian exhaled. "It’s not divine interference. It’s recognition. The echo knows her." "Why?" Cassian demanded. Julian met my eyes. "Because she let it live."

Felt them becoming one entity, one story, one unbreakable truth: Lucian's reset wave crashed against their bond-shield. For a moment, reality hung in balance. The festival flickered—some people seeing the original timeline where Cassian and Elian were enemies, some seeing the current one where they were lovers. "IMPOSSIBLE!" Lucian shouted. "You can't resist a full reset! I'm the AUTHOR!" "You WERE the author," Adrian shot back, still channeling bond-power. "But this world is real now. And real things don't follow scripts!"

Two women who have seen everything— And still have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on. “How long do you think…” I trail off, unable to finish. Zarina swallows. “I don’t know,” she admits quietly. “Their bodies are reacting to the bond more aggressively than anything I’ve ever documented. If the rejection ritual partially activated, their souls might be…repairing the damage.” She shudders. “Or fighting.” I press my palms against the desk, grounding myself. “So we wait,” I say finally.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

My heart pounded with foreboding as if it were trying to warn me of the impending collapse of everything I had once believed in. Pushing the door open slowly, I was met with an unimaginable sight: my chosen mate, Ryker, and my best friend, Nicole, were entwined in my bed. The bed where Ryker and I had shared countless nights was now tainted by their betrayal. The scene before me was too surreal, too painful to be real. My hands, clutching the precious papers that contained my life-changing news, fell to the floor in slow motion.

Like electricity burning under her skin. Her knees buckled. “Fang Jia!” Yichen caught her before she hit the floor. Her breathing turned uneven immediately. Fast. Painful. The man watched quietly. “She was exposed longer than expected.” Yichen’s head snapped up instantly. “What did you do to her?” “Residual imprinting.” Calm. Clinical. Emotionless. “The signal responds through proximity.” Fang Jia gripped Yichen’s sleeve tightly, trying to breathe through the pain.

"If you close the bridge, you kill the woman to save the battery. I would rather burn out with you than live in the silence you build for me." I pulled his head down, my lips crashing against his. It wasn't a kiss of peace; it was a kiss of war. I flooded the link with every raw, unedited memory of our pain—the betrayal in the Adriatic, the coldness of Year Six, the grey scar on my collarbone. I showed him that the 'damage' was what made us real. The reactor groaned. The grey void began to bleed into a deep, bruised violet. Jinyan’s arms finally snapped shut around me, his fingers digging into my back. The 'Architect' protocol shattered under the weight of my vulnerability. He stopped trying