Arcane Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I looked at this selfless woman and instantly liked her. She spoke her mind without hiding. Told me she knew what happened the moment Dakarai got home. How he confessed without her even asking. So I told her that I would think about it. I did think about it at that moment, weighed the facts. I had almost given into my rage to hurt innocent wolves. I decided to confess to Dakarai, then leave and never return. But Amara had already beaten me to it. She had already slipped into my mind, controlling me into making the potion, which I did. I got to our hideout, a cave between the Kalmanshe pack and Jaro pack to find more than twenty wolves Amara had captured. She had also invited Dakarai to watc

But also contains Elora and Darian, but won’t do a chapter from their pov. if I do write this, I would first need to get Brax pack back. I think Aeryn might be able to help with that ;) So it won't mean the immediate end for the Stolen Alpha. I still want to give another chapter to Eve and Zayn and a few from Aeryn's pov. O and as always, help with the title would be great! This is the synopsis so far. Argo and Airk Omari might be twins, but they’re definitely not identical. While Argo is busy competing with his cousin Isaac for every girl, especially Hazel, Airk is pining after Alpha Brax.

When a royal blood finally consummated the marriage and was bitten by them, their mates had a high chance of turning into a lycan. Tamara let out a loud growl as her aura darkened – laced with pure grief and deep pain. Hades let out a deep sigh. Especially when he saw the door burst open and Arlan and Raven go in. They were both dumbfounded and shocked by what was happening. But Tamara’s where only focus was on him, and he was on her. “What the f*ck…” He heard Raven murmur under his breath, and he just shot them a death glare.

Across from her, a cloaked magician sat cross-legged. “Austin has found his mate,” Ariana said, dropping a strand of hair from a brush onto the table. “Here. Use this. Do a little magic. I need him to believe I’m the only one.” The magician’s face turned pale. “To tamper with a mate bond... it’s a sin against the Moon Goddess. I can’t do it!” Ariana’s smile faded. In one swift move, she grabbed the magician by the neck and squeezed, her voice low and deadly.

Since that fateful night, she had not laid eyes on him, and Aldric on the other hand had been keeping his distance. Reyana was eager to go out and mingle with people because she was tired of feeling trapped and frustrated. She was finally a prisoner in her pack. Her heart sank as her gaze fell upon the bracelet adorning her wrist – the Arcane bind. A single tear traced a path down her cheek. The Arcane bind sat mockingly on her wrist. As harmless as it looked, it was meant to keep her confined in the pack. The day she goes beyond her confinement, she dies.

Our fingers intertwined, a silent promise of support and love. "We're surrounded by beauty, both in nature and the beauty in front of whom everything turns dull," I whispered, my eyes locked on Arcane's. She got all shy and her cheeks were a shade of crimson. "Damn it! You will be the death of me." I whispered. Arcane was perhaps in a mood of teasing me tonight, her hand went straight to my crotch and I inhaled sharply, "We are in front of our parents. So, behavre." She said sternly.

But this time, a golden thread shimmered between them, faint but undeniable, pulsing with every step he took toward her. Aria’s heart skipped. “What is that?” Caden’s voice was hushed, awed. “Our bond. It was always there.” The scene flowed forward, showing their first kiss under the Gala’s dim lights. The thread glowed brighter, a lifeline in the chaos. Then it leaped to the night of Rollan’s conception—a blur of tangled limbs and whispered vows. But as their love ignited, a shadow crept in, wrapping around the golden thread. Aria’s cursed blood awakened, a dark coil that lashed out, severing Caden’s wolf with a silent, brutal snap. The vision froze, the shadow thick and oppressive.

The creature skidded across the floor, shrieking. Kieran gasped, choking, eyes snapping open. His gaze locked on me—raw, shaken—then on the black tendrils still crawling over his skin. “Aria,” he whispered. “It’s inside me.” Mara’s smile turned pleased. “Yes,” she said. “Now the bond has a doorway.” My blood ran cold. Dax grabbed my wrist, voice rough. “She’s using Kieran as a bridge.” Mara lifted her hand. The cageborn stopped thrashing instantly, obedient.

he asks. I take a deep breath and nod my head, trusting him and knowing he will never do anything to hurt me. He takes my hand in his and slowly and carefully makes a small incision on my palm, then he makes one on his. He takes the knife away and interlocks our injured hands. He smiles and tells me, "I Alexandre LeBlanc the Lycan King allow you Arina DeLuca of the Shadowborne Pack a temporary entry into my mind" he places a kiss on my hand and gestures for me to formally accept "I Arina DeLuca of the Shadowborne Pack accept your temporary link," I say, he smiles "This way, even if we're in different places, we will always be connected." he says placing a kiss on my forehead. "Come on, we ne

Relief rushed through me as the prospect of a peaceful future hit me. "I won’t say thank you for your help." Arlo pointed out. "Now hold out your arm." Obeying his command, I held up my arm and took in the arcana that had one-third of it missing. "You sure you don’t want to take advantage of the remaining time?" "No." "Then I wish you the best." Lowering my gaze, I watched as Arlo stuck his nail into the end of the arcana, making it start to glow. As he spoke in a strange tongue, it began to slowly fade along with the world around me until all that was left was darkness.