Arcane Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I scoffed, "Excuse you? Do you realize what you're saying? You're about to fuck another woman in front of me and you want me to leave?" I couldn't hold back my jealousy. It was so obvious and it was driving me insane. I couldn't stand it at all. Everything I thought was going a little well between us was falling apart! I should be happy about this, but I feel angry instead. He had sex with me just to reconcile with her? They must have been fighting before. I've heard he used to play with different women and now I understand that I was just one of them. I feel used and I think it's valid for me to be mad. I'm a Lycan, not just some kind of woman!

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

never could I repay such kindness though I do thank you till my last breath for holding my hand as I ache it makes me think of our history like the time we first met my goal is to give you that gift again that sense of endless possibilities once I get back to 100% I promise that's where we'll be Don't give up on Kai, Xara. He needs you now more than ever. It might seem as if he doesn't care about you. But deep down he cares, deep down he's falling for you and he's scared. Fight for your marriage Xara, I know you can and you will. Yours faithfully, Your biggest fan, Anon. Xara reread the message wondering who it could be from. Because it was addressed as an anonymous fan. Who are you? She sil

I turned to leave, but then I bumped into Akira a few steps away from the door. “I'm sorry…” she mumbled, trying to steady herself. For someone who just asked me to get some rest, she looked more tired than I. She had a wrinkle on her forehead, which for Akira was a crime. She hadn't noticed that and I'm sure it was because of how drained she was. But I needed her to do something else. “Can you perform a Transpositio Arcanum spell?” I asked. Her brows furrowed in confusion. “What do you need an exchange spell for? You know we can't transfer the Neurophaga that way…” she responded.

Xavier’s POV The scent of burnt ozone still clung to the stone walls. I stood in the shattered entrance to the council chamber, jaw clenched so tightly it ached. The runes etched into the archway — meant to repel any Lycan, king or not — were fractured, spiderwebbing out from where Marcus had rammed us through. The council scattered from my path like leaves in a storm, but I wasn’t here for them. I was here because the world had shifted… because something ancient had grazed Alara. Because a corrupted rogue had looked at her — at my mate — and spoken of a master. A master who wanted her.

And she ended up falling for a warrior-king named Aurelio el Dorado—a blue eyed Alpha who ruled the ancient lands of Spain with fierce loyalty and honor. Their forbidden love affair lasted seven months before the other gods discovered it and in their fury, they cursed Aurelio's bloodline so that his descendants would bear the weight of their crime. Seeing disasters they couldn't prevent, and with Selena carrying Aurelio's child, she intertwined her own power with the curse, creating the Mark of Arcane— which will serve as the vessel of blocking away all miseries that were to fall upon any of her and Aurelio's descendants. The vessel will have the power to heal, to foresee and even…….to bring

“He’s rewriting Alaric’s identity—layering himself over it.” “Then we stop it,” Seraphina said. “Pull him out.” Mara pulled out the Codex. “We need an anchor spell. Something to bind him to this body before he forgets who he is completely.” “I’ll go in,” Seraphina said. Lucan grabbed her wrist. “It’s too dangerous.” She met his eyes. “If we wait, we lose him.” He nodded reluctantly. Mara began tracing the circle around the bed. “Seal the gate. Keep her tethered.”

"She's gone, Jake. Really gone." "Who's gone?" Tom appeared behind Jake, equally confused and half-dressed. "Aria. She left the pack." Marcus ran his hands through his hair frantically. "I need your help. We have to search everywhere - hotels, safe houses, anywhere she might go." Jake and Tom exchanged worried glances. "Okay, slow down," Jake said carefully. "Why don't you start from the beginning? What happened?" Marcus told them everything - the overheard conversation, the fake pregnancy, the miscarriage he'd caused. With each word, his friends' expressions grew more horrified.

They kissed — slow and deep — before continuing to their room. The wedding had been beautiful. The real work had only just begun. And as the sun set on their first full day of marriage, Raven Winterstar and Victoria Rose — Necromantress and Blood Princess — prepared to face whatever came next. Side by side. Bound in shadow. Bound in blood. Bound in love. The realms were shifting. Alliances were forming. And somewhere in the distance, the Demonkin stirred once more. **The Road to Arcadia** The carriage rattled along the western road, wheels grinding over broken stone and ash-strewn earth. Inside, the air was thick with incense and unspoken tension.

Daring to cross such realms had never truly crossed her mind but as her eighteenth birthday begins to approach, she knows her future is already set in two paths; sold as a slave to another cruel master or work in the brothels as one of the many town whores. Driven by purpose and a thirst to change the fate aligned for her, Ariadne disguises herself as a boy and crosses realms in search of a greater life-- But what meets her on the other end is so much more. WARNING; This story is rated R for mature audiences only. It contains sexual themes, violence, gore, profanity and nonconsent. Readers discretion is advised.