Shirou Emiya Crossover Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

I carefully dressed a foundation shade I almost never used, light enough to be credible, pressed carefully along my left cheekbone until the bruise was present but not announcing itself. The right side was less visible but it didn’t stop me from keeping my hair down on that side to try and cover it up. I was almost at the front door when the hallway behind me shifted. "Ember." Mila was in her pyjamas, hair loose, squinting like she was not yet fully awake. Why is she awake? She is supposed to be sleeping. She is thirteen and has no business being coherent at six in the morning. Her eyes found my face and sharpened immediately.

"I walked to the fourth wing on my own, Keira. I couldn't wait to be with him. To feel him inside me. All I could think about was presenting to him. Giving all of me to him." Aekeira paled. Her lips opened wordlessly, before closing again. Tears welled up in Emeriel's eyes. "I think I belong to that beast, Keira. I am his Soulbond." "Never!" Aekeira snapped, her voice filled with vehement denial. "No way. Do not let such a dreadful thought enter your mind again, Em. Fate would never be so cruel. Don't ever entertain such thoughts again!" Emeriel's tears continued to flow. "I don't want to think like that either. Ever. I don't want to be bonded to one of those heartless Urekai. The idea of be

If she was, then she would change everything and erase her memory in this room. Their species was quite possessive, and though the marriage Laim and she had was just part of the council’s plan, there was a tiny part of her that wanted to be possessive of Liam. Ember halted when she saw a portrait of Liam and Natasha hung on the wall. Ember felt like she was being slapped hard on the face. Looking at their happy faces, Ember knew what kind of life she was about to face. A knock on the door dragged Ember back to the present, and the old lady who assisted her a while ago appeared from the door. She had a stiff, unsmiling face. From a distance, Ember could smell that she was slightly different f

I came back as another person just as I am not a soul inside it, but I am the same person and nothing has changed except the outward appearance and I did not remember what happened when I was reborn in the human world but now I remembered everything and did not forget my memories and my human life So stop refusing to believe that I am I am not a soul that controls the body of your companion, no, my dear, but I am your companion, and this thing is not only by my judgment, but by virtue of me as well, because she is back inside me again. Ayden' eyes widened in shock and said to her in disbelief: You are a liar, of course, this thing never makes sense. Everything was happening under everyone's

She wanted to ask but she rose to her feet, staggering towards the door. "No!" Emi screamed rushing back to her to lock the door, holding the key in her palm as she smiled at Serena. "Give it to me, unlock the door," Serena pleaded as the sexual tension in her rose within her. "No, you'll stay with me." Emi smiled. Fear shot up Serena's spine and her breathing laboured, she started to feel the werewolves around her as her senses picked up. She tried to reach into Emi, but the maid only pulled backwards luring Serena back to her.

I growl at her. She jumps a little bit in surprise before her own anger flares. “I’m not the stupid one here,” she gasps. Her eyes flash. “You can try to hide it from him and even yourself, but I can smell you, Emi. Your body already accepted him as does every bit of you. Did you forget how fated unions work?” I swallow as awareness floods through me. My chest tightens and my heart races.

She raised a hand and touched his forehead "Then see." And the world shattered. He stood in a familiar place, but it had become a nightmare. The world was in ruins. Ash and smoke filled the air. Bodies littered the ground. Mara. Luka. His people—his family. Slaughtered. He stumbled forward, trying to scream but no sound came. His heart was pounding too loud. Then he saw her. Emilia. Floating above the carnage, her hair like wild fire, her eyes hollow and black. She didn’t look like Emilia. She looked like something else—something ancient and terrible. She smiled at him.

“That’s not just intrusion. That’s dismantling. She’s sending the Shatter-Tongue.” Emma clutched the nearest wall to steady her breath. The flames around them pulsed with anxiety. “Then we better finish the Flame Trials,” she said through gritted teeth, “before she finishes us.” --- End of Chapter Far away, in the void between frost and thought, Irsi walked the snows, each step displacing names, prayers, and lullabies. Her tongues curled with glee, ready to speak Emma’s story back to her—wrong, broken, and scattered.

A stitch of fear hit my heart. He sighed and said, “I can’t let you go back to them, Emma. You are mine and I don’t want to share you. I hope that one day, you can forgive me, mate.” “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Dormirai.” And just like that, one of his gorillas whispered in my ear and I felt my senses go numb and I fell into oblivion again.

,she asks shyly and I cup her face. "Absolutely the best pussy I ever been in. Emma you felt incredible and I almost came just getting inside you. We marked and mated each other so no one can break that. We both would have to request moon goddess and council to break the bond and I for one will not do that",she nods and hugs me. I feel her wince and I gently sit her on the shower bench and take the shower head down and spray warm water on her pussy. The relieved sigh makes me study her down there. Blood comes out and I start to fear I ripped her.