Asoiaf Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

The upcoming scene is rated 18+ and involves blood and murder. Please skip if you are uncomfortable. ~~~ Cassian: ~~~ It is a few hours past midnight when I step out of my SUV and walk toward the towering building of my hotel. The city is quiet, but inside me everything feels tight and restless. Ever since my bond with Angel faded after I crossed the barrier, something inside me has been on edge. Kai is equally restless. It has taken everything in me not to turn back and return to the pack. I know my mate is safe. She is in the one place no one would dare harm her. In her own pack.

She snapped. "Make Brielle mine, and I will make Vincenzo yours...." "Brielle, my foot," Sasha scoffed, walking out.... **** Aurora sat down on the room couch; she just finished having her shower, and she was in her pajamas.... Vincenzo left the room a while ago.... She suddenly stood up and walked down the hallway.... She bumped into someone, and he smiled mysteriously, staring at her body intensely.... His arm was filled with several tattoos, and he was hot with his dreadlocks in a bun....

Tonight, Seraphina was supposed to step into a world of absolute luxury as Mask 27, completely built on the foundation of my stolen blood and sweat. And tonight, I was supposed to become a corpse. “They are coming up the stairs,” the divine, echoing frequency of my inner wolf whispered in my mind. She didn’t pace like a caged animal anymore. She was not panicking like in my last life, her eyes tracking the exact footsteps approaching my locked door. “The future Alpha prince and the butcher who calls himself your father. Let the execution begin, Aria.” The heavy brass lock clicked. The door swung open.

Hikaru sneered. "Look," Aisha pulled her shirt down to reveal Tristan’s golden mark on her collarbone, a beautiful gold flame. "He replaced Brody’s mark, by claiming me as his Luna. That negated Brody’s mark completely. In order for the mark to remain, the wolf who claims another, has to have a stronger Wolf Spirit, Tristan’s Spirit is as old as Rex’s is. Jo had no chance of forcing me to be his claimed mate." Aisha spit.

It's a huge burden for me to carry. "There is no need to be scared. I have no intention of making you feel bad or judging you. I just want to know." "I got involved in a wolf swap ritual with my adoptive sister. Turns out they only wanted my wolf because hers is weak. I found out at the last stage of the ritual, and when I refused to follow it through, they had me hanged to die, but I got saved by alpha Kyle." Cassandra inhaled loudly, "Aria, I have nothing against you, and your situation is unfortunate as it is. But you do know Kyle has an intimate relationship with Barrin, right?"

There is something so dominating about a werewolf, vampire, and hybrid angel and fae, that no human man could ever arouse me like these three men are doing right now. I feel Damen move away from me for a moment and when he returns, he slips a black satin tie around my mouth and ties it at the back of my head. His hands are ever gentle as he prepares me for whatever it is that he has planned. His hand slips around the front of my neck gently and he pulls me back to rest the back of my head on his chest. Feeling his hardened bulge press against my back has my arousal practically dripping from me. He slips one finger of his other hand under the strap of my panties and traces along my hips until

I whispered, “Kross Varkas is coming. And I’m bringing Thursday with me.” I left him breathing. Barely. The two ex-legion guys could handle the rest. *** SADE I didn’t sleep after Kross left the lab. I couldn’t, how could I? My body was still humming from his mouth, from the way he’d torn my clothes and my defences apart in the same breath. My thighs ached with every step, my lips were swollen, and I could taste him every time I swallowed. But… but the fougère was still wrong. I believe I could do this. I need to do it!

she explains, running her hand gently down my cheek, toying with me. "I feel bad for you. You had no clue who you stumbled across when you met him. You still don't. Ombra is just a fun side project for him. He was raised for so much more, and now you are pulling him away from that destiny. I wouldn't care so much except that my destiny is tied to his. I only get my seat at the table if he takes his," she says. I'm getting tired of her dancing around the point so I ask, "What table?"

"Shit, you're hot as hell." My cheeks blushed in the same second. Damn, he's way too sincere. "Thank you? You're hot too." Kai looked pissed and Ryusei smiled wickedly at him. "I'm Ryusei like Kai said. You are?" I look at Kai and Ryusei again. "I won't tell my name yet, okay?!" "I like a mystery. You look like someone named Freya." Not at all. "Nope. Beautiful hunch, but you're wrong. So, you're a fae male?"

Rosemary’s Pov Xavier and I are sitting at the main table , next to my father while the guests eat and rejoice on our wedding day. Every once in a while , some one will come up to the table and present us with gifts. I let out a sigh of content and bliss , as I interlock my fingers with Xavier’s under the table. This seems perfect , just the way I always imagined it. It almost does not feel like a psychopath is looking for us right now. For the first time in days , I feel this relaxed. My father tabs his cup with his fork , silencing the crowd before he spoke.