Arcane Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Their only saving grace was the inheritance Evelyn Hert left behind—and this fragile marriage alliance with the Crosses. Too bad the groom-to-be was Damian Cross: the forgotten son, the unwanted heir, the one no one respected. Naturally, Rowan would never waste his precious Liana on someone like that. So, they shoved Aria into the fire instead. And Aria? She smiled like a fool. She blinked her big, stupidly innocent eyes, clapped her hands, and suddenly broke into a childish song: "In the land of little blue folks, where the mushrooms grooow—

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

A Court of Arcane Souls is a collection of short stories from my ongoing book series The Gods' Saga. These stories were written based on characters or storylines fans wished to learn more about. This is an ongoing project. If you have not read the main series, i highly recommend doing so for context purposes. Here is the book list and the correct order the books should be read in... The Gods' Saga: PART ONE ~The Queen Among Series~ A Queen Among Alphas (available in paperback) Bite-Size Luna (A Queen Among Alphas prequel) A Queen Among Snakes A Queen Among Blood A Queen Among Darkness Whole Again (A Queen Among Alphas spin-off) A Queen Among Tides Valor, Virtue and Verve (A Queen

RAVEN This can't be happening. How in the world am I getting married to the Lycan king of all people? Even worse, he's the Lycan I'd slept with. To worsen it further, he's my destined mate. Just how bad is my luck? His scent was annoyingly soothing, and my body just wouldn't stop aching for him. I should have known right from the start. He had imprinted on me without my permission. "I, Aries Dorian Leander, accept you, Raven Annette Declan, as my mate and bride. May the moon goddess bear witness to this day," he said, and my stomach tightened.

The late afternoon light hit her just right, catching in her hair, warming her skin, and making the faint shift in her silhouette impossible to ignore now. There was no hiding it anymore. Not that she’d tried. I watched her from across the room, arms loosely folded, attention split between her and the stack of parchment I’d left spread across the table behind me. Inked notes, copied texts, translated fragments from archives most people didn’t even know existed. Hybrid gestation. Dragon lineage anomalies. Bloodline convergence under bonded triads. Most of it had been buried for a reason. That hadn’t stopped me. “You’re staring,” Nora said without looking at me.

I swallowed. "But something came out." Neither of us spoke because we both knew he was right. Something had been released. Something powerful enough to attack Oakridge, something that might have been connected to the ancient magic Valerie had told me about. The last Arcane. The Voidborn. The two words suddenly felt connected in a way I couldn't explain, I remembered the books I had once read about the ancient world. The First Arcane had been powerful, the Voidborn had been dangerous and now I was apparently the last Arcane alive. My stomach twisted.

Still, its owner put up one final struggle to hold on to the dream - his pair of juicy pink lips quivered, releasing a whimpering, pleading meowl, as if he were a pitiful little kitten bullied by his owner until it had no choice but to beg for mercy. Yet, ironically, it was exactly this one soft sound that made everything come crashing down, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake. 💠 Author Note 💠 As this arc is nearing its end, I’ve started to brainstorm the next arc. As for what arc the next arc will be… dun, dun, dun! You guys have chosen the anima arc: Noah arrives into a magical world of animal lovers, where every person is accompanied by the manifestation of their soul – an anima

I pressed the blade to the stone. “Aria,” I carved. The letters were shaky. The pack held its breath. Nothing. Luna Mother sighed. “As I thought. Guards—” I wasn’t done. “Of,” I carved. Still nothing. “No Pack,” I finished. I dragged the knife down, slicing my palm open. My blood hit the stone. My blood + his rejection + his baby. The stone _screamed_. Light exploded. White, blinding, pure. The entire circle lit up like daylight. The names of old Lunas glowed gold. And at the bottom, fresh and burning:

Their journey is filled with obsession, painful secrets, scorching tension, and the kind of love that burns everything down before it can rebuild something stronger. Writing their story reminded me that sometimes the most dangerous collisions are the ones that save us. To every reader who loves morally gray heroes, strong heroines who refuse to bend, and romances that hurt before they heal this one’s for you. Thank you for taking this ride with me. I hope Lucien and Ariana leave tire marks on your heart. Buckle up. It’s going to be a wild one. With gratitude and adrenaline, Mel ~Ariana Cross~ I was late again.

She grabs them out of the rose garden and runs through the hallways. “But, m-my queen—you shouldn’t be running. This is---“ “With me, I’ll make sure the two of you will always be happy!” Aria smiles at them with determination on her face. She has decided. She will change her fate –the fate of crossbreeds and the system of the new Utopia. Just like what she has read about the archaeon book, she has decided to bring things back to where it all begins…