Sumeragi Code Geass Novels & Stories

Kōjin: “You kept my daughter alive long enough to come home. The flames remember.” He bows (full ninety degrees). We bow back. The summer after graduation just caught fire in the best possible way. Seras Himuari Nakamura has a God father, a god-tier armor set, and a dragon boyfriend who’s currently speechless with awe. And the rest of us? We’re just along for the blaze. Japan’s never been ready for this crew. But the fire god is. And that’s more than enough. The Armor Chooses June 15, 2029 – Mount Atago, dawn

Chapter60 "You damn crocodile," Aluna Welas screamed in her heart, while glaring disapprovingly at Angela and William. Sure enough, the annoying man drove Aluna Welas to the front of the Grand Sakura hotel. All the employees gathered in front of the hotel and bowed respectfully, making Angela chuckle in admiration for William, who was so influential. "Not bad! Even this man in my eyes is not Jeremy Mose, but William Alexander," Angela muttered to herself. Seeing Angela's admiring gaze at William, Aluna Welas was not happy.

"Franca-senpai is very strong...Mr. Roger, the gun is of no use to her at all." After listening to Jessica's words, Roger realized a problem. This is another world. You can't think based on the theory of past lives. After all, it is unreasonable for a little girl with a height of less than 1.5 meters and a skinny body to have muscle density and bone density far exceeding that of ordinary humans, and her strength far exceeds that of earthlings. Now, it doesn't seem strange to add a bullet-dodge feature. Moreover, Roger learned a lot about the world from Jessica last night.

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.

꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂ Kagemoto Kazama. The name alone was enough to tighten my chest, but I didn’t let it show. I kept my expression exactly how it was, calm, polite, almost amused, even though my fingers twitched slightly at my side where the vial Phil had given me rested, hidden and waiting.

Being elite manslaughter, Mort and his team eliminate the foes in just a matter of seconds. Sumire was weakened, fall on her knee, and could hardly stand in the middle of the pool of blood and mutilated corpses clasping her throbbing chest when Mort scooped her from the floor. He carried her in a bridal style and she encircle her arms around his neck. Sumire buried her face in his chest and from there, an orb of tears escape from her eyes. Mort, on the other hand, felt her cold hands and her body trembled even though she look so serene in the middle of chaos earlier. The maiden sobbed in silence that his suit get soaked and he felt the hot tears streaming down his chest. Jaw-clenched, his co

Pretending that he wasn't posing by himself just moments ago. " You do?!" Kagome exclaimed. " Close your eyes and give me your hand." Manor says as he closes the distance between them before taking her hand in his. Their faces just inches apart, Kagome immediately blushes and closes her eyes. " Repeat after me, " Ait Sage." Manor whispers into her ear. Kagome hesitated as her heart pounded from the excitement of her expectations. " Ait Sage." Kagome softly repeated. " Which is why it's best to keep and reuse them. Since they are like rats and the best at hiding, they are good for gathering intel but that's if you manage to teach them how to collect intel."

"Besides, listen to yourself." "Are you kidding me?!" She threw her arms to her sides, furrowing her brows as her eyes squinted. "How dare you be mean to me when this is our last moment together, forever?!" "I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just sayi—let me guess, you're giving me the silent treatment now?" She had scoffed and turned away, her back towards him which made him roll his eyes. "We have an assassin or whatever the fuck he is, outside our door with probably a long butcher knife and you're giving me the silent treatment?"

Even if i can trust them because of the geass, my guts telling me otherwise. Akira: The magic that i cast to you it a special magic. It like a curse. When your scheme is trying to hurt or made me at disadvantage situation, the curse will punish you, from just a little headache to dying. Just think clearly before you act. Finishing what i need to say, i then leaving them to discuss among themself. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

"If it's not inconvenient, may I come in?" Stunned, Hiya found herself nodding in agreement. The stranger crossed the threshold, and Hiya, eager to extend hospitality, ushered her into the living room. The clash of two worlds, one subdued and colorless, the other vibrant and mysterious, unfolded as they embarked on an unexpected encounter. Hiya, in her simple act of offering water and arranging tea, unknowingly began a chapter that held the promise of change, injecting a splash of intrigue into her otherwise dull existence.