Arcane Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My voice fades slowly as I finish my story. Marael’s eyebrow goes up. “Kell? As in Kell Cross, brother of Mikhail Cross?” I nod my head, wary of her question. She throws her head back and claps boisterously. “Oh, this gets better and better.” She looks at a confused Taylor. “My former lover, Lukan, was obsessed with that Mikhail boy. For years he raged about his unwanted nephew and how he couldn’t wait to kill him. His obsession with the boy was almost boring.”

“There has to be another way.” “There isn’t,” I said softly. “I’ve seen them all.” I turned toward the ritual circle. “Magnus,” she said, panic breaking through her control. “If you cross this line, there’s no coming back.” I paused. Then I said, “They already crossed it for me.” I stepped into the circle. The runes ignited, hungry and alive. Aria screamed my name. The future screamed back. As the magic surged and the walls began to crack, one final truth settled deep in my bones.

My soul aches with love so big it feels divine already. “Thank you,” I whisper. “For staying.” He smiles soft, real, unguarded. “I’d follow you into heaven, hell, or whatever this is.” Clara snorts, a spark dancing between us. “This is worse,” she mutters. “It’s a group project.” I burst into bright, ringing laughter and then The vortex pulls us in. Moonfire. Stormlight. Gold. All three exploding into a blinding, all-consuming brilliance. This is the end of Aria.

“Maybe she couldn’t.” The possibility made my chest tighten. Mira looked thoughtful again. “If prophecy magic truly connected Seraphina, Lucien, and Aria together, then the bond between them may not have fully awakened until now.” “And Aria’s awakening triggered it,” Damon finished quietly. “Yes.” Rylan rubbed his forehead. “This story somehow becomes more complicated every hour.” “That’s because we are finally learning the truth,” Dravenna replied. I looked toward her carefully. “You seem calmer now.”

she chuckles, then her expression turns serious again. “I didn’t want to admit that my Goddess could have been wrong, but little did I know Marle desecrated her work. She needed Helseth as a pawn to capture us all and even sent Kaia as Arkyn’s Luna Bride. All planned, down to the last second. What she didn’t expect was Arkyn and Elijah to save all of you and run to where she could not breach.” My heart is sitting in my throat; Arkyn is my True Mate! “But… we don’t feel the pull or anything like that yet,” Arkyn says. “Is it because of what the witch did?”

I wanted him to. “Whoever he is,” I whispered, “he speaks in words I don’t understand. But my body does.” Adrien exhaled sharply. “That’s incubi-level magic. It bypasses consent if you don’t anchor your mind. And you didn’t.” “He had my consent,” I said. “And you loved it?” I didn’t deny it. “What if he crosses over?” he asked. “He already has,” I said. “And I let him.” Adrien looked at me and for the first time since we met there was no smugness in his eyes. Only something dangerous.

It takes a few moments before he comes to the passage that he needs. The title of this chapter is called: “The Arcane Realm.” This chapter describes another dimension that is full of power that the creatures of Sky World call the Arcane. The passage goes on to note what this realm is, an untapped and unending source of power. With the power of curiosity, all creatures in the realm have been able to call upon this power, transferring their mana into a spell via a conduit. Troy turns the page that explains the transference spells and conduits. His pointer finger slides down the transference spells that mainly deal with movement such as transportation as well as contraptions that use arcane mag

A weak, watery laugh escaped my throat as I wiped a tear from my cheek, staring down at my bare ring finger. "I don't know, Dad," I murmured, a sudden flash of dark humor cutting through my exhaustion as I looked up at him. "It just seems like I’ve got a real, twisted thing for life-altering events on my wedding days. First, I almost get poisoned to death at the altar by Jaxon, and now, my wedding to Ethan gets hijacked by an uninvited princess wielding a blood-pact contract." Marcus let out a low, rumbling chuckle, his eyes crinkling with relief to see my spirit flaring back to life. "At least this time you didn't have to drink Wolfsbane. We survive, Aria. We always do."

"You've all worked hard. It's time to move against the Carver family. Aria, still trapped in the manifestation, is slowly being devoured by me. The fortune she carries is nearly in my grasp. "We can proceed with the other Carver family members. But that puppet doll, how could it fail such a simple task? And it dared to call itself the God of Krowo." The man smiled. "Naturally, it can't compare to you. Only it knows why it failed." Feran waved him off. "Go prepare." "Yes, Mr. Maynard." The man vanished into the night. Once alone, Feran looked up at the moon. There was something secret behind it—something only he saw. "Once I become an Arcane High Priest, no one in Farshya will be able to stop

Just one accusation, and I was a traitor. Today was my execution. I always knew this day would come. Of course I wasn’t happy it did, but I wasn’t sad either. “Xavier”or “Alpha Xavier” came close and spat in my face as he seethed through his teeth. “I hate every gut in you,” he said in disgust. I looked at him in amazement. This same mate who had once loved me now hated me because of an accusation that hadn’t even gone through proper investigation. “I, Alpha Xavier Grayson, reject you, Karen Denmark, as my mate and Luna,” he said with a smirk. “I don’t need to make you accept the rejection, because you’ll be gone in what seems like a couple of minutes.” He smiled evilly.