Love Triangle - A Soul Eater Fan Fict. Chapter 3After wandering around for awhile Maka unexpectedly ran into Crona. He was wearing his white formal shirt and pants. When he saw Maka his face lit up, and Maka rushed up to him.More Like This
"Crona! I didn't expect to find you out here." She smiled and Crona shyly smiled back.
"Well I didn't have anything to do so Ragnarok and I decided to take a walk."
Maka looked around and studied Crona. "He looks so cute in his formal clothes.." Maka thought to herself. The Sun was shining down onto his face making his hair seem like it was glowing.
" Wow " She mumbled in a dazed tone under her breathe.
Crona stood there kicking at the ground and left them in silence. The wind was blowing through both of their hair now and that's when Maka broke the silence.
"So.." She giggled. "When are we going on our date?" Maka was trying to hide her blush and Crona's face grew bright pink.
"O-oh, right..! S-sorry. Can we go on a walk together? I know a really peaceful place we can r-relax together at." He smiled a
Love Triangle - A Soul Eater Fan Fict. Chapter 2"I can finally get ready." Maka sighed with relief, hugging the dress.More Like This
It smelled like some type of fruit,and it's new smell had faded away. Blair must have sprayed some type of girly perfume on it. Maka sighed and then laughed softly to herself. "Well it did smell good." She walked over to her mirror and took off her clothes to change into the dress. The dress slipped on easily, and luckily Blair was skinny and didn't stretch it out. Her mouth almost dropped when she saw how gorgeous she look in it. Despite her hair she looked as stunning as Blair did in the dress.
Maka normally didn't like dressing up or 'getting all prettied up'. But she'd do it for Crona even though he probably didn't mind whatever outfit she decided to wear.
"Now to fix my hair." She said examining her messy pigtails. She pulled the hair-ties out,set them on a table, and she brushed her hair out. Her dirty blond locks spilled down her shoulders. Just then someone threw something in the room making
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Horror like electricity pulsed through Soul's body as time slowed down to a near stop. His brain screamed at him to run after them, that he could still make it, but his body felt like it was made of heavy sand and the world seemed to be made of pudding. Only seconds before Soul had been knocked out of Maka's hands but she had refused to stop fighting. Forgetting all about her precious weapon she had kicked the kishin egg with all her might pushing it off the ledge but her momentum carried her over as well. Together they began to plummet as Soul transformed back into a human, watching with paralyzing fear shining in his fiery eyes.
The image of Maka as she fell burned itself into Soul's memory. She looked almost angelic as she passed through the icy air. Her hair seemed to float around her head in a golden halo that shone brightly as it caught the winter sun. Her white Spartoi jacket flowed behind her spread wide like wings almost as pure as the mountain snow framing the sc
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HOT & SOUL
Soul Eater & Heart of Wildfire mix fanfiction
Logo & Story by G. Michel
Picture by Annria2002.deviantart.com
Disclaimer: SOUL EATER and their respective characters are the property of Atsushi Ohkubo and SQUARE ENIX. HEART OF WILDFIRE's characters are the property of Gregory Michel and Bessy Romero. This story is written for the sole and non-commercial purpose of fanbase entertaining.
RESIDENT EVIL is the property of CAPCOM
CINDERELLA, part I
It was Sunday, and the day's weather was slightly cloudy, but conquered by a magnificent azure sky with the glorious laughing sun splashing his warm rays over Death City. People walked around enjoying the fresh air and having fun. For the young scythe meister, it wasn't going to be that case.
She was dressed with a jean skirt and a blouse of the same texture with a shirt tainted with a soft shade of pink. Her hair was her usual style, the pig-tail on both sides of her head, tied with small red ribbons. She was ready to go