Arknights Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

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.

she stood up inches away from Cerys. " You don't want to know what I will have done, thank goodness you said 'what if he was?'" " And you Anika, to think I trusted you...how could you?" she almost slapped her as Anika caught her hand on time throwing it back down. " I should have been saying this to you because I met Aryan waaay, before you did. I saw both of you weeks ago together acting all lovey-dovey. I wanted to deal with you both later...when all this was over. But, it had to come up here. You are the one double-crossing here Cerys, he was mine before ... he was ever yours."

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.

Arkyn’s eyes burn with fury as he glares at me, his jaw clenched so tight I can hear the grinding of his teeth. “Explain?” he growls. “There’s nothing to explain. He’s the fucking reason Legion nearly killed people the other night!” “I didn’t have a choice,” I say, my voice shaky but steady enough to be heard. “I swear to Goddess, Arkyn, I didn’t want any of this.” Arkyn’s lip curls, but he doesn’t take another swing. “So now you’re the victim?” he spits. “You’ve been working with those witches, Zane. You’ve been running these fights.”

I wanted to turn this bike around, ride back to the lake, and kiss her all over again. But I couldn’t. Not yet. I was Kai Blackthorn. The future Alpha of Ravencrest. And she was Aria Langston. The omega from a pack we destroyed. This was dangerous. But I was already in too deep. I felt Aria rest her cheek gently against my back, just for a second. I felt it. That warm, quiet touch. But then she pulled away like she remembered something she wasn’t supposed to forget. I didn’t let her go.

"Since when did you ask for help from a murderer?" "Look Rick,believe me,I'm not Ariana. I'm not from this world" "You from Mars?",I asked getting fed up of her stupidity. "No,it's a parallel world Rick,Zino city and Zino village. At first it was confusing, but now I know,I'm very sure of that.In my world you're my boyfriend, you have tattoos on your left arm and a scar under it but here it's totally different". I couldn't understand what she was rambling about.

Instead of getting mad or giving her a sarcastic remark, Payne just whispered at her, “Good job, Skylark, you certainly make your point at that bastard.” She nodded, although it stung, the cut almost healed completely, because now, as a Luna, she could also heal herself, with the help of her wolf. She closes her eyes and dreams of a better day after Arthur Blackstone gets executed. Unbeknown to her, one of Arthur's alliances was infiltrating the place, Amanda Crimsonite was comfortably sitting in the housing for all of the witnesses for Arthur’s persecution, she disguised herself as one of the victims, knowing full well, there would be no one in the security guard knew her. Her eyes determin

I had to stop to look at him, my eyes wanted to. "Come, we need to get ourselves clean up," Jane pulled me. "Alpha Arkane!" Jane and I heard a loud unfamiliar voice. We looked to our left and there we saw a beautiful dark hair female running to Alpha Arkane. "Lydia," Alpha Arkane shouted and ran towards her, as they both got close their arms wrapped around each other, Alpha Arkane lift her into the air and they kissed. I held my heart, it felt like a wolf was slowly digging his claw into my heart.

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.