روايات وقصص ضمن Gundam Iron Blooded Orphans Fanfiction

Rayna’s POV: Lying on my bed, I was thinking about Alexander. I was shocked when Orion told me that he was an Ironheart. There was no resemblance between him and Alexander. There was a stark difference between their personalities. One was ruling on the Aradia kingdom’s hearts while the other was ruling their heads, feeding on their fears. Although Orion saved me from rogue werewolves, I used to feel an evil aura around him. However, the way he hugged me when he came to know that I treated the Queen's foot and Nora's headaches…

“Fight for him, Irwin. He’s your mate. You weren’t bound to him by accident. It’s in your blood, in your soul. Fight!” The girl’s voice echoed, growing deeper and more commanding. “You weren’t just bound by chance—you were bound by bloodlines!” Heat surged through Irwin’s body, her vision blurring as rage and despair consumed her. She fell to her knees, her hands clawing at the ground. The earth trembled beneath her fingers, cracks forming and spreading outward as raw power coursed through her veins. “Save him!” the replica roared. With a feral scream, Irwin launched herself forward, her body ablaze with energy. Flames erupted from her hands as she reached Dorian, the fire searing through th

Fiona extends her hand towards Uriel, "I will do it. Please hurry!" With a slight grin, he grabs her hand and bites on her index finger to suck a bit of her blood. He whispers something which she finds beyond her knowledge but then she ignores it immediately. "Now, repeat after me", Uriel orders Fiona. "I, Fiona Arbelt, pledge my loyalty to the great demon Orus from hereby. Even if I've to meet death, I won't hesitate to give my life for him. My soul belongs to my master." Fiona replies after him and slowly feels a faint connection with Orus as she can hear the sound of someone whispering in her ears and the loud cries of hell!

She looked at the person in front of her eyes, at the person who did not know the height of the earth and had illusory fantasies: – That means that a lowly human like you is dreaming that it is possible to use this damn contract to bind a bloodsucker like me? Will Selina Clayden commit to being a water buffalo and being a horse? Oralie pulled a silver gun from her waist, lightning-fast, and pressed it to her head. Though the cold muzzle of the gun smothered her temples with cold air, Oralie's gaze did not blink. She looked directly into the ash-gray eyes of the person in front of her, and said fiercely:

He stretches it to me and when I take it I wish I didn't. I have seen blood before, I have seen an amount of death, hell I even killed some werewolves, but that was with a gun not with claws. The Iron in Ironclaw isn’t in the name for iconic reference. My eyes catch the yellow foam coming out of the mouths of two of the slain wolves. I hand Roman his phone and he places it on the table. I look to the side and see his Beta is in fact still present. Right, I almost forgot.

Bastion The entire world around me goes silent. The kind of silence that comes after something irreversible. I’m still on my knees. The world hasn’t caught up yet. The broken circle smolders in front of me, gold light flickering out in dying pulses. The air smells like burned metal and blood, Ember’s blood. My eyes fixate on the place where she fell. Where he killed her, where Orion drove a blade into her chest like it meant nothing, like she meant nothing. My hands curl slowly into fists.

As if prayers were answered, I felt Alpha Orion’s fight in him dwindle away, as my own strength within me weakened, I am sure from the loss of blood. Darkness began to threaten to take me, but I held on, as I felt my teeth sink deep into Alpha Orion’s flesh, as I bit down with all the strength I had in me, knowing if I could hit the artery within his neck, this would all be over for him. His blood began to flow freely into my mouth, as the taste of iron took completely over my tastebuds, as I finally felt the fight leaving him. As his body went limp beneath my own, and I heard him take his last breath, I closed my eyes, without an ounce of strength left in me, and let my own darkness take me

Each blade she pulled out was either broken or blunted after few strikes and at rate she was going, she wasn't far away from exhaustion. Victor wasn't afraid of exhaustion. He was doing just fine. He was teleporting all over the place and every robot that aimed at him ended up shooting his fellow soldiers. The only problem he had was the one that he shared with everyone except for Shin: There was no end to the Iron legion. Yamato's issue was also the same Victor's but Orie had it worse than any one else; he was the one facing Endo. "Isn't it about time you used those your godly powers?" Shiro yelled

I was wrapped in the flimsy blanket, crouched against the wall, ready to spring into action if anyone came into my cell. I had heard the fighting outside the building and expected guards to come for me. I could feel the mate bond roar to life as Hannah neared. My head whipped toward the cell door as I caught her scent and I barely moved in time to miss being crushed under it as it flew across the tiny space. In the entrance, bathed in red glowing light, blood splattered across her face and body, stood my mate. She looked like a Valkyrie.

he said, “so I’ll settle for you.” Despite the flame burning in the fire place, the cold was unlike anything Maekil had ever felt, not even when Ornai, his younger brother had challenged him to lie naked in the snow during the winter of his eleventh year, a dare he had been stupid enough to see through. He spared his chest a brief glance, catching the sight of the black blade buried deep inside it. When he looked up he was met with eyes as black as the blade he was dying from. Wasn’t one of the things that made the priest stand out the sight of how oddly blue his eyes were? So why are they black?