Shirou X Saber Novels & Stories

"They are better than expected." Looking around, Mizu swiftly pushed Shiro on the side and swayed her arms to hit the man in front of him. Then with a loud shout, she called Kuro's name. At that moment, Kuro goes out of his hidings and grabs Shiro's wrist to run. Despite leaving Mizu alone are hard for him. He still follows her command.

And that's how they got their first killing. About Shiro? He simply returned to the way he was before he got locked inside her current master's body. However, this time, his human body became even more attractive than in the past. BACK to the present, after a lot of time passed by, the six of them are now in front of the Stoneheart University to simply run an errand and meet their forgetful master. Earlier before their unexpected trip, the seven of them were busy having fun in the guild when Andrea suddenly summoned all of them—only to see their master's face in a projection crystal with a worried yet awkward expression on his face.

Shia said bitterly. “Dearest one, don’t be sad. We can still be together. Soon, you will be freed from this mortal shell that holds you, and you can join me in the Underworld and rule this wasteland together...” “Never, Sirion! I shall never join you!” “Ah, but you will, dearest. It’s already written in the stars...” “Not if I rewrite it!” Shia pulled away as violently as she could, and she did successfully break away from him. With a quick flourish, she produced the dagger that was concealed within her dress, and aimed it at his neck.

Mira offered a tearful, knowing smile to her daughter, her heart swelling with the realization that the bond had finally stabilized. Socha, ever the observer of the unseen, stepped forward, her silver eyes shimmering with a faint, ethereal light. She tilted her head, watching the way the golden and crimson auras of the two primordials swirled together in a perfect, harmonious dance. "The storm has passed," Socha said, her voice filled with a quiet awe. She tells them that their bond energy is becoming more powerful, pulsing with a strength that is far greater than the sum of its parts. "You are finally vibrating as one and the strain is gone."

“Don’t come out.” “Ian…" his voice broke, sorrow flooding through our link, doubling the ache already hollowing me out. Shabari raised his hand again, his hand lighting up once more with dark magic, incantations tumbling from his mouth too fast to follow. But he was too slow. Ryker and Maro slammed into him together, their combined force hurling all three into the wall with bone-rattling crash. Ryker mounted him instantly, fists raining down with savage brutality.

Our lives are in danger, and maybe, just maybe, that will make him do something miraculous. ‘You got to do something!’ I cry. ‘We are dying!’ Liam’s face twists with pain - he knows I’m right, and suddenly, without warning, one of the ghouls attacks us. It bites Liam’s wings while another screeches and goes for my tail, digging it’s nail into it. I whimper in pain, but there is absolutely nothing I can do. ‘Aurora!’ Liam screams through the mind-link before his eyes start to glow in a bright blue color.

And Sheila had been given in her mind the answer she had asked for. THE HEART was Soraia. The WHITE SWORD was Augusto and the BLACK was Julio Cesar. - The fight for this girl's heart is just beginning," Sheila murmured, and then the wind, just as it had appeared, disappeared as if it had never existed. The exit sign finally rang, because Soraia couldn't wait to get out of that room that seemed to swallow her, not to mention that everyone seemed to be sucking her with their eyes, something that was driving her crazy.

And another. The tears in her eyes finally welled over, spilling onto her cheeks. There were only three left. Three strikes and they would be dead to each other. “I Liora Sabine, renounce you, Ronin Ashenthorn. Mind, Soul, and Wolf.” She trembled as two more slashes were made across her back. She could feel blood running down, and the last thread of their bond holding on for dear life. Hot searing pain bloomed in Ronin’s chest. He clenched his fists and forced the final words from his mouth, “I Ronin Ashenthorn, renounce you, Li-”

Grandmother’s stone body stepped out of the canal. Water streamed from her dark crown. Shigure looked past me. She happened. Grandmother opened her hand. A black spear formed. She threw it. Shigure pushed me down. The spear passed over us and struck Harun’s chest. The beast roared. Its lanterns shattered. Darkness poured from beneath its scales. Shigure ran to it. Stay with me. Harun snapped weakly at his arm. Yes, I know. Shigure pressed his bloody palm against the creature’s wound. Silver symbols spread across its scales.

Sora growled. Sora pressed Aidan’s arm against the wall until his sibling’s bone snapped with a sickening *crack*. His silver eyes glowed with an ice-cold hatred, ready to tear apart anything that had ever tried to control his life. Vardan stood behind him, staring at his hybrid’s back with a mixture of pride and horror. Their bond was now permanent, sealed with blood, pain, and a transformation that could never be reversed. The great war had just begun, and Sora was the storm that would destroy everything.