Arknights Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Nayla asked back, it would be very awkward if Reno knew that they had kissed, even though the one controlling her body was Arkan. Nayla thought that before this Arkan had borrowed Reno's body and did many things with him, even hugged Nayla, that might be one of the things that made Reno very awkward with him. But what Nayla feels is getting closer and gradually getting comfortable with Reno, maybe at first because Nayla felt that Reno was similar to Arkan even though she didn't know that in Reno's body there was actually Arkan's spirit, but precisely because Nayla didn't know about it before, so what he saw was the real Reno.

The whispers of the astral winds carried a gentle melody, harmonizing with the uncharted emotions that blossomed between Aria and the mysterious figure. As they ventured deeper into the cosmic unknown, the astral energies seemed to weave a delicate thread of romance into the fabric of their shared destiny. Lumina and Kairos, ever watchful, acknowledged the cosmic spark that kindled between Aria and her celestial companion. The nexus point, though fractured, resonated with the subtle symphony of budding affection, promising a celestial romance that would unfold across the cosmic tableau.

“However, if I catch you in my daughters room at night, or day, Cian, you will understand that hell also exists topside. Just tell us you’re coming to visit, we’re not keeping her from either of you. She misses you both.” Cian nods, seemingly lost in thought for a second before coming back to the room. “Well, not that everything about that is out in the open, it’s time I come clean about my real motives, besides helping Luna Lilliana and her mother.” He says, sipping his coffee again. “Aron landed through a portal within the Great Hall of Silvan’s camp last night and complained about being found out. Apparently he is working with Silvan, his cohorts and Anicka.”

Her cunt clenched violently around Draven, squirting hot nectar that sprayed across my mound and Sable’s eager face. I followed her over the edge moments later, my own release pulsing around Lorien’s cock as Rook’s thick shaft stretched my ass to its limit. The shared climax sent a shockwave outward. One of the new branches overhead burst into full bloom, birthing an entire pocket realm shimmering with golden-emerald auroras. The forging intensified.

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.

It was only a matter of time before their true colors showed. “We are going to need to cross the river without stepping on the water.” Blake said, and I nodded. Riya was already floating while holding Ariana while Elijah was speeding past the knights. I had wind raising both Blake and I as we went to cross the knights; however, we were stopped when the knights grew triple their sizes, noticing that we were trying to flee.

On the screen was a formal announcement: “Lycan King Draken Black to wed Aria Kreig. Emergency council zoned for official introduction of the new Lycan Queen.” “Well?” he demanded when I didn’t respond immediately. I met his eyes steadily. “I’m getting married. Congratulations are customary, I believe.” The slap came so fast I barely registered it. My head snapped to the side, cheek burning. “How dare you!” Luna Casey screamed. “After everything we’ve done for you! We took you in, raised you, loved you!” “Loved me?” I laughed bitterly, tasting blood on my lip. “Is that what you call it?”

*Aria* Rumors had a way of making everything louder. Every glance lingered a little longer. Every whispered conversation seemed to cut off a heartbeat too late when I walked by. The letter from Reynold’s Crossing sat folded in my pocket like a hot coal, its words burned into my brain. *Two Alphas circle the same moon.* *A cursed Alpha. A human Luna. A Nightfang wolf who wants her for himself.* Some itinerant traders had put our lives into a tavern story, and now strangers were drinking to it.

My wounds ache, thigh, arm, shoulder, but they’re minor, already clotting. “We rewrote it,” I say, grinning despite the pain. “No doomed ending.” Zane smirks, possessive. “You’re ours, novel or not.” Ardyn nods, prince’s calm returning. “The story’s yours now.” We limp back to the caves, Ardyn’s knights securing the area, collecting the lord’s artifacts and the elites’ gear for evidence. The storm clears, moonlight guiding us. My fangirl heart soars, villain down, harem mine, ending changed.

Focus. Let her hunt ghosts while I prepared her for a storm she couldn’t see. But no matter how I tried… I kept dreaming of her. Of the woman she used to be. Of the weapon she was becoming. And of the dangerous possibility… that I wanted her more than revenge. --- Arianna – POV The moonlight spilled across my bed. I couldn’t sleep. I rose, pulling on black silk. I moved to the terrace, breathing in the air. Raven and Ethan. Their names were a poison that laced every heartbeat.