『 sᴀᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴋᴀɪsᴇʀ 』ᴸᵒᵛᵉ ᵀʳⁱᵃⁿᵍˡᵉ ❦ *•.¸♡ ᴀ ʙʟʟᴋ ᴄʜᴀᴛғɪᴄ x ʀᴇᴀʟ ʟɪғᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ♡¸.•* ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ: Y/n L/n, Ego's niece is the new helping hand at Bluelock. ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ In a world of chaos, fierce competition, and untold secrets, Y/n is thrust into a whirlwind of friendships, dangers, and unexpected love. With her sharp wit and resilience, she makes inseparable friends who would do anything to protect her, and enemies who are just as determined to see her fall. The deeper she delves into her past, the more she realises it's entangled with those around her-people bound by fierce loyalty, rivalries, and passion. From unforgettable memories to life-altering moments, She navigates the excitement, risk, and raw emotions that come with her new acquaintances. Yet one question lingers: childhood love, or a new all-consuming one?

⚠︎ UNDER CONSTRUCTION ⚠︎ "Please, (Y/N), I don't want to do this alone." Miguel pleads. "Miguel, it is not a story we should put ourselves into." You sighed, glancing at the screen with Gabriella. "But it's a story I want with you," He whispers. ≫⊳ ── • ~ ༺ 🕷 ༻ ~ • ── ⊲≪ Miles runs to Peter, embracing him in a hug. Peter grabs him by the shoulders and waves Miguel off casually, "Don't be afraid of my friend, Miguel, he just looks scary. He's got no bite." "Peter..." Miguel spits in annoyance, turning away with his hands on his hips. "And that's (Y/N), Miguel's wife. But don't mess with her, she HAS bite. A French bite!" Peter throws his head back in laughter, earning a look of unamusement from you. ≫⊳ ── • ~ ༺ 🕷 ༻ ~ • ── ⊲≪ "Oh, ma douce..." you murmured, your gaze softening. "Miguel is my husband. We have been through everything together. He is doing this because he believes it is best for everyone-including you." You looked away, your voice catching. "Gabriella was not my flesh and blood, yet I cared for her as though she was my own. When she died..." You closed your eyes, willing the painful memory away. "No one wants that. Nor do I want to lose everything we've built. But most importantly, I do not want you to lose more than just your father." Miles's frown deepened as he pulled his hand back. "Then you know why I can't lose him." You met his determined gaze, your frown mirroring his. "Touché..." you admitted softly. "But now you understand why I must stop you." Miles straightened, his resolve unwavering. "You're not going to stop me." "Reste fort," you softly smile. (Stay strong) ≫⊳ ── • ~ ༺ 🕷 ༻ ~ • ── ⊲≪ • status: UNDER CONSTRUCTION ⚠︎ • Reader is heavily inspired by Amélie LaCroix from Overwatch (although she can look however you want her to) • This story is based on the movie "Across The Spider Verse" (spoilers!!)