Gundam Iron Blooded Orphans Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Like lightening my fist landed in Aiden's gut, shutting the words in his mouth, as he staggered to the floor. "Not bad," he smirked, coughing and spitting out blood. "But I expected more, you've grown weak, I must say," he taunted, which only infuriated Ora more. Aiden winced in pain as he tried getting to his feet. "Gabriella has made you soft huh?" I closed my eyes and clenched my fist, trying to suppress Ora from killing Aiden. "One would think maybe you lost your mate, or did you?" He smirked. "Such a shame, she'll be in someone else's arms and–"

The Wraithfang Recon Unit blueprints my mind had calculated five winters past had already paralyzed the rival borders. "Before your claw alters a single line of our vanguard armor, perhaps I should escort your carcass to the medical shamans for a full cranial scan," Orion grumbled, his massive arms crossed over his chest as his gold eyes studied my pale throat. "I need verification that your inner beast isn't still lovesick over the Calder throne. If your mind loses focus and abandons the weapon project halfway through the cycle, which commander am I supposed to roar at?" I merely matched his stare, unbothered by his blunt delivery.

The air was a suffocating soup of ozone, scorched velvet, expensive brandy, and the heavy, unmistakable metallic tang of fresh blood. I stood paralyzed over the obsidian ruins of the main desk, my chest heaving in short, ragged gasps, my fingers still buzzing with the violent kickback of Luciano’s weapon. I looked down at my hands—they were slick with a sickening mixture of soot and the "Iron Tier" commander's life. I didn't feel like a hero. I didn't feel like a survivor. I felt like a weapon that had been overclocked until its internal gears were glowing red, right on the verge of structural failure.

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

I focused on my own pulse, making it steady, making it a biological anchor. "I am here. We are here." She stared at my chest. She saw the fresh, dark blood leaking from the gaps in my armor—blood she had drawn. The rage broke. It was a sudden systemic collapse. Her eyes cleared, the black receding to reveal violet slits. She looked at me, her pupils blowing wide with horror. "I... I hit you," she choked out. "I can take it," I said. My jaw ached as I forced a breath. "I am iron."

The more I tried to get air, the worse it felt. “I’m sorry, I have to do it like this,” a voice whispered into my ear – a voice I recognized from my bedroom that night. Osiris. “I really imagined it differently in my head. But you’re not the only one who likes to play with aconite…” The fox Alva was fighting charged at my Beta, going for her side and digging its canines as deep as it could into her flesh, making Alva howl from pain. And this was the last thing I saw before the world went blurry…

She didn’t even flinch, she stretched on him grabbing a small sip from the wine of the bedside table, her eyes blown wide the pupils were dilated , and wide that they nearly swallowed her irises she's high. She looked very weird, and high on the poison she was feeding him. “Put the toy away, little ghost,” she sneered, her lips curling in disgust. “Did you think a gun would make you an Alpha? Did you think you would appear here to undo our love for each other.” She stepped closer to Kieran, leaning down on him as he look off her robe. “ The gas is already in his blood, he belongs to me , just waiting for his Rut to kick in.”

She was so weak and helpless that it humoured and somewhat bettered his mood. "This is not love; it’s a fucking illness! You have lost your fucking mind! Orion is my true mate! You did something to my bond with him! You are the reason Angela is gone!" she screamed in a voice Bellinor had never heard before. It was raw and of pure abhorrence.

Father stretch out his hand as to touch me but Orion growls and push himself between us. "She is mine" Orion growls at my father. "You will come with us. You will have great power if you let me train you" the vampire said and Orion nodded. I felt it was time to go back so I touched Orion once more and whispered "Wait for me. For us" I watched as he turned his head and smiled as I saw that his red eyes became sky blue once more then everthing went black and I knew the memory faded and I was sent back to my time.

The shield protected Maria from the rain of blood, but the scene was still horrifying to her eyes. After calming himself down, the orc pointed his eyes towards the one responsible for his missing hand, only to be locked with a pair of frosty sapphire orbs—a look Luna and Akihito mirrored as Richard said to the orc, "Get your dirty hand away from her."