Shirou Emiya Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

For the second time this evening, my head snaps to Ava and I fake a smile at her confused face, and then it turns to worry as she starts touching me all over, checking my pulse, checking my temperature. "I'm fine Issy." She doesn't believe me, and she is about to say something again when there is a rap against her window. We both turn to look at the person. The girl raps her hands against the window again. "Oh, that's Emery, my friend... We are here to celebrate her finding her Fated." Issy says, her excitement now back on her face in full force. Sometimes I wonder how she is able to keep that radiating glow on her face, so far she is the exact opposite of what I grew up learning about the f

I thought about that for a moment before turning toward Ragnar. “Is she speaking from experience?” Silence immediately settled over the room. For several seconds nobody moved. Then Soren coughed suspiciously into his hand while Ragnar lowered his head and stared at the documents on his desk. The movement was subtle, but I noticed it. His shoulders were shaking. The emperor was laughing. Not openly. Not visibly. But definitely laughing. The realization seemed to offend Lyrielle far more than my actual comment. “You believe you’re clever.” “I know I am.”

, she says it so matter of fact, as if anything else would be absurd. "And you do realize we will be walking there?" "Suck it, if there are hot guys there, it will be so worth it." This is Emi, I love her but she is bat shit crazy when it comes to guys and her outfit. I roll my eyes and laugh and can see from the corner of my eyes, how Evans is trying his hardest not to join in.

“You are a vile Lucien, it is impossible for me to speak to you again.” She said as she ran away, while he lay on the grass and looked at the stars very quietly Emelia, who was inside the body, was tied up, looking at everything that was happening, and she was unable to understand anything that was happening in front of her. Emilia returned to the party, looked for Irene with her eyes, and found him standing with some of his friends. She walked in front of him. “Can you do me the honor of this dance, Duke?” Irene's eyes widened with extreme happiness, as he held her hand and said

"If you did, then you'd realise that you have to treat me better than you treat yourself. I am literally you in a different body. Hehe!" "Shut up!" I rolled my eyes at their bickering, "I don't know about loving yourself like Hunter says but could you try to loosen up around Emy? She thinks you hate her." Hunter's laughter followed immediately after I finished speaking and I tried my hardest to keep my laugh to myself. It was funny how she arrived at that conclusion but who could blame her? "Did she tell you that?" he asked with his eyes shut, pinching the space between them.

“We were happy before your brother walked into my life... so I thought. It had always been Clair before me. No one did you share the feelings I have for you and now that I choose to leave, you want me back? Mark, do you hear how ridiculous you sound right now?” Mark couldn't care less. He was not ready to lose to his brother again. “I want you and I shall get you. We are fated mates. You belong to me and there is no way I will let my brother have what is mine” Emilia laughed maniacally….? How did she become his now when she had never been his? She could feel the jealousy in his eyes, but who cares? It was too late to rekindle old feelings. “Cheats will always cheat. I owe you nothing, Mark.