Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfic Novels & Stories

He did something far more terrifying. He "Merged" his own marrow with the girl’s. "I'm the Admin!" Kaelen screamed. "And I'm 'Signing' her as my 'Co-Author'!" The gold-and-sapphire light of the Genesis and the scentless vacuum of Elora detonated in a final, terminal pillar of "Biological Chaos."

My Father "yes it is honey, gladly to have a lots of baby dragons" my mom replied calmly -ERUVELLIEL'S CHAMBERS- After breakfast, I came back here at my room and sitting comfortably here at my balcony, I'm about to lay down but I saw eclipsa's pigeon flying towards me and, I quickly get the scroll to read the message "my dear beloved friend", the heck this childness it makes me cringe, this disgust me eclipsa! {chill author-nim's readers it's a joke, well this is how we work our friendship}

"She's right. We end this at the source." I turned to the assembled group. "I need a strike team. Small, fast, lethal. We infiltrate Crimson Dawn's headquarters and shut down Vex's pain weapon." Marcus stepped forward immediately. "I'm in." Riley, still adjusting to her stable hybrid form, stood beside her father. "Me too." "Riley, no," Marcus protested. "I'm a hybrid now, Dad. I can sense Vex's connection through the network. You need me." Neon emerged from the shadows, and I barely recognized him. His time in the Fae realm had changed him. His skin had a faint shimmer, his movements were too fluid, and his eyes held depths that hadn't been there before.

I could feel his affection, desire, and love that enveloped me in something soft and tender. It was different from Jasher's intense flame. "Do we have to do it?" Genesis asked, looking into my eyes. "To become one, Bern?" "I'm sorry, but I can't." I turned away from his gaze. "... not now." The passion in his eyes dimmed, and he nodded weakly. "Okay, I'll wait for that moment to come. When you realize that I'm your mate." "I'm sorry, Genesis." "All right, Bernice." He touched the bite mark on my shoulder. "Does it hurt?"

He was a man who had finally understood that protection often looks like a cage to everyone but the person inside. "I’m sorry, Father," Jinyan said, his voice dropping to a low, lethal frequency that matched the hum of the silver ring. "But you forgot one thing about the Third Generation. We were built to improve upon the original." Jinyan didn't trigger the self-destruct. He did something much worse. He initiated a "Resonance Feedback." He took all the love, all the pain, all the betrayal of our relationship and he funneled it through our shared link, using my neural ports as a lens. He didn't send a virus; he sent a feeling.

" I never expected that from you...not at all" " In as much as I don't want to get angry with you...I just can't help it" He muttered, staring angrily at nothing. He tightened his grip on the side rail of the bed and his body started vibrating in anger. He shut his eyes close, trying to calm his nerves but it wasn't working. Zooming into his DNA , his nucleotides started freezing into ice and before you knew it, ice circulated his whole body. The rail he was gripping on, slowly started freezing to ice.

She's a bold one and wasn't planning to shrink in confidence over this new goal. She will make him her man. *Author note* Hello, beautiful people. Thanks for giving this story a try and hope you will join my discord server, so we can interact and perhaps you could share your opinion on the story so far. Also a community to make friends. Server Link: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

"To create a chimera." "Worse," Maya corrected, pulling up the final encrypted text file. She swiped it across the screen, highlighting a specific paragraph at the bottom of the Coalition manifesto. I leaned closer, my golden eyes scanning the bright white text. Project Genesis. Goal: Synthetic Aurelian Synthesis. Hypothesis: The Aurelian strain possesses absolute immunity to hierarchy mechanics. By fusing the dominant traits of thirty regional Alphas into a blank, biological vessel, the resulting subject will achieve kinetic and neurological parity with the extinct Aurelian bloodline. Status: Gestation complete. Awaiting awakening protocol.

Tears came, quiet, unstoppable. I touched my neck. A faint scar, two small crescents, still warm under my fingers. I closed my eyes. And whispered into the empty room: “Genesis…” No answer. But the scar pulsed, once, softly, like a heartbeat not my own. And somewhere, far away, in another world, I felt him answer. I’m still here. Waiting. To be continued….