Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Lesia said urgently, “I was getting so worried! The Hongrome Aura suppressed everything and severed communication. I’ve been calling you, but you didn’t hear me.” As Lesia materialized, she launched into a tirade, berating James for his folly. The sudden complaints left James dumbfounded. Meanwhile, the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell suddenly surged with an eerie gray luminescence. Observing this development, James furrowed his brow. “Why is the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell acting on its own?” Lesia gulped an elixir and replied, “It's evolving. With each evolution, I become stronger.” Before James could respond, he witnessed the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell attracting the surrounding Hongrome Aura towards it. I

He desperately needed to vent out. As Yihan ferociously took Euphenia, he could no doubt release the frustration in him yet, the only person who reigned his thoughts was Nezeira. Flashes of her face came to him one by one as his thrusts grew fierce. And as he came, the serene face of her he saw earlier came to him, entirely grappled his heart with an unspeakable sting and at that moment it happened. He looked down at the person beneath him and the same face flashed in front of his eyes. Under the reeling effect of passion, he saw Nezeira's face in Eupehnia's. The delusion, made him explode with excitement as he cupped her face and planted a deep passionate kiss. The heat of the act, unfathom

he complained. Cho Ye Joon approached the figure of the woman who was the result of the reincarnation. “It doesn't matter, it's just a world I made. You can't just touch it again, so we'd better go back to the house,” he suggested easing himself from inside Nevan's body. The red eyes disappeared spontaneously. Leaving Nevan's side together looked into Bellona's eyes. "I'm afraid of you!" Bellona said annoyed. Nevan softened his gaze, pulling himself back. "Why?" His eyebrows rose up.

"It's too late for me now… but not for you." "What?" Genesis shook my body. "What do you mean?" "If you don't love back, the final step never completes itself. You'll be free. I'm setting you free." "Ethan." Her voice was distant. "Ethan, what's happening?" "Exhausted." I barely got the word past my lips. Something soft hit one of my fangs. And then blood was trickling into my mouth. Memories flashed. "Now it's your turn to dream," Genesis whispered. "Dream of me."

He drew energy from Himself. ​He allowed the "Null-Link" to bypass the ship’s filters, connecting his own nervous system directly to the Andromeda-Gate and the Earth-Spire. For a split second, Kaelen Vane was the entire Republic. He was the wind in the Siberian-Waste, the salt-spray of the Pacific, and the sapphire-song of Triangulum. ​He released a Resonance-Burst of pure, unfiltered humanity. ​The burst hit the Genesis-Anchor, and for the first time in an eternity, the Zero-Architect looked afraid. The violet-fire in the center of the ring turned a brilliant, stubborn Red—the color of the first rose that Elena had planted in the snow.

“Please, Azazel. Do it for Nevaeh.” Azazel looks at Nevaeh, his eyes hardening with rage when he sees that she is battered and bruised. Jaw tight, he walks around me and leaves the room. As soon as he leaves, I face Lukan, cut my hand, and create a circle in the center of the floor without taking my eyes off him. “Okay, I did what you asked. Now, let Nevaeh go.” Lukan narrows his eyes and pushes Nevaeh toward me. Nevaeh stumbles forward and wraps her arms around my waist. “Mikhail…”

Why would Invel cry? “Dad, I-Im so sorry. I-I didn’t believe you.” His voice are more scary—it’s like there were two voices syncing in his body. “I saw through your memory the moment I touched your waist. I thought you would dump me because I’m different,” he cried He pulled his claw from my waist and started to panic looking everywhere of something until he found the notebook he saw at my desk. He searched through it hoping to find something useful to heal my wounds but there’s nothing to find.

He was looking for any clue that this was a brief slip-up or a bad joke. Her heart pounded against her ribs like a crazy drum. Now she needed to have strength. She had to show them the truth that she had been hiding for so long. She inhaled deeply while looking at each of their faces. “ I am not Ravena. She died the night she came to rescue me. That night I died too. But somehow I was reborn in her body. The moon goddess made it possible. I came to Ridgewood as a means of getting revenge on Vulcan and those who plotted my death. I am Selene Nightfang. The deposed Luna of Nightfang.” Ethan's face was a mask of deep shock as his jaw fell. His mind was rushing to comprehend the impossibility so

Lena's body was trembling violently, her entire body convulsing as her bones shifted and joints rearranged themselves. For a child, it was a heart-wrenching sight, and I clenched my fist, watching with wide eyes, not daring to miss any details. Her waist bent, causing her head to shift to the back of her legs, and her elbow curved in an odd, twisted 'V' shape that looked as if her entire tiny arm would soon be ripped from her shoulder. Finally, her body began to change. Black fur, with a hint of brown, sprouted out of her delicate skin, and her limbs slowly became sturdy and strong. Her nose elongated, turning into a muzzle, and her canines grew longer, becoming fangs.