Arknights Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

My ears were ringing. Luna Mother was already moving, Rylan tucked against her, heading for the back window. “You’ll never be Luna,” she said. “You’ll never be mother. He’s _mine_ now.” She jumped. Three stories down into snow. I ran to the window. She hit the ground running, warriors closing around her. A snowmobile roared to life. They were gone. Into the trees. Into the storm that was rolling in. Kieran was on the floor, bleeding from his ears, his side, his head. But alive. Alpha healing was already knitting him back together.

She grabs them out of the rose garden and runs through the hallways. “But, m-my queen—you shouldn’t be running. This is---“ “With me, I’ll make sure the two of you will always be happy!” Aria smiles at them with determination on her face. She has decided. She will change her fate –the fate of crossbreeds and the system of the new Utopia. Just like what she has read about the archaeon book, she has decided to bring things back to where it all begins…

Their accounts were littered with photos of shirtless guys. Alana wanted to get married there, but the requests were declined despite our offer to pay double. Now, it all made sense. Arianna would’ve stopped it. We weren’t aware of her connection with the Cortez family until recently. Anger flared when I thought about Arianna now. While my mind said Arianna was innocent, I couldn’t help but realize it didn’t take long for her to jump into another man’s bed. My phone blared. “Hello.” “Brian, where are you? You’re late again,” my father complained.

“Under the moon, under the sun. Over the land and under the sea. You will love each other and be able to link. No one can sever your bond with the exception of the two of you…” Anika and Danessa sprung forward to start the battle. Neither of them could abide the couple finding marital bliss. Imagine a Hybrid and a Lycan. Anika went for the brides throat. She wrapped her claws around her throat and sliced backwards. Danessa went to rip off the grooms head. Bradford would be hers.

Anika said sadly. Slowly, the marks Anika had drawn on Arya's body began to glow, and Damian looked at her. "She's crossed. We can only wait and hope," Anika said. They both watched as the glow grew intense and blinding, until it gradually settled into a more steady frequency. ***

A faint glow pulsed like its own heart beat a shape, curved mark that was glowing beneath the sleeve of my leathers, a mark only seen that I have only seen in books. The Lunar Bond. She looked up. Across the table, Aeryn Valecrow met her gaze again. In that moment she felt terrified and unafraid at the same moment. Nemphis did not like it but craved it all at once. She pushed forward even more.

I let him in. “I’m sorry I'm late my lord.” Clayton bowed his head in apology. “No matter, what's your news?” “Everything is clouded with the gossip surrounding Arkane’s fiance going missing.” Clayton shook his head. “Her brother, Greyson Smythe, swears she just ran away and is threatening to strangle her when he finds her. But, Arkane is circulating the idea that she has been taken.” I heaved a heavy sigh. “Of course. That's exactly what we need right now.”

We lay there, intertwined, for a few minutes until I got up and carried her to the bedroom. I laid her down on the bed and we both held each other tightly, neither of us wanting to let go. We kissed deeply. Our passion was still strong and our connection was deeper than ever. We slowly drifted off to sleep, content in the knowledge that nothing could ever come between us. Opening my eyes I glanced down at Arina who was still sound asleep, the fragments of our moment of passion still lingering in the room. As I moved her hair over her shoulder I saw my mark on her neck. It was a small crescent moon with a black Lycan that looked just like D'Artagnan outlined in what looked like silver; it loo

Ardyn shrieked, his form fracturing, but the loom fought back, threads slicing her flesh, her glow faltering, her heart breaking under the weight of her own doubts. A final vision surged: the nexus whole, her companions thriving, Jessica alive, their love unbreakable, her hollowness a beacon of trust. The atrium collapsed, the starfield reforming, and a new star flickered, soft and prismatic, pulsing with a gentle promise. Ardyn’s scream faded, his form dissolving, the fracture silenced. Jessica collapsed, Kade catching her, his arms trembling, his voice a sob of love and relief. “You chose us, Jess. You’re mine,” he whispered, tears falling as he kissed her forehead. She clung to him, sobbi

“What if he’s right? What if our bond is cursed?” Caden’s hand found her face, his touch firm and steady. “He’s wrong. Our bond is ours—not his.” The landscape rippled, unveiling a final vision. Rollan stood at a crossroads, older, his mark glowing faintly. One path stretched toward a burning wasteland, littered with fallen warriors. The other led to a green valley, wolves and humans standing together in peace. At the center, Aria and Caden faced each other, the golden thread between them blazing. Their hands bled, drops of crimson mingling on the ground.