Avengers Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Their bodies thrummed with desire, their gazes drawn to the swell of her curves, the alluring sway of her hips. Ava basked in their torment, her lips curving into a predatory smile. "Yes, my loves," she breathed, her voice a sultry purr. "Let the old bonds fade, and embrace the new. Embrace me." As the last vestiges of their bond with Vivi flickered and faded, Xander, Kane, and Dax felt a new tether take its place – a bond that bound them to Ava, a primal connection that threatened to consume them entirely.

Now I could stay in here and think about what I'd say in my defense when I get questioned for being the Lycan's date. I curled against my bed, wishing I had at least Nancy to talk to about my feelings. Thinking of Lycan have me a strange knot in my stomach. I groaned, shaking the thoughts out of my head. It was wrong for me to think of Lycan in this manner, he was forbidden. I shook my head and decided to take a proper nap, I needed it after all that's happened the last two days. **

I took the free time I had to finish my unfinished task, and I took Blade from Peter, then tore his head apart from his body in front of Roger. Both Damien and Alan who seemed to be near to kill Roger, when he suddenly dodged over both of them and ran away. We were about to chase after him when suddenly I felt electricity running inside my veins, and then it happened. I saw them both, Avyanna and Rebel. Both seemed to be engaged in different sorts of lives. Avyanna was helping the kids get ready to go to school. They were calling her ‘ Mom’, and she seemed happy with it. There was also an unfigured figure of a man rooming around but I wasn’t able to see him.

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr

Then Ava moved forward, she took out her canines and gently buried them into Ross' flesh. Despite all that happened, the best thing that happened in my life was to mark my mate. What his mother said is still echoing in my head. She wants me to take care of Ross and become the best Luna of Dark Furious. Untamed Vixen is not my pack, I belong here and that pack, better be for Alex. I tasted Ross' blood, Ava continued to put the mark on his neck. He moaned enduring the pain. Time over when she was done, she pulled her canines.

She gripped his face roughly, her red irises ignited brown flames and she began channeling Adrien to get her strength back and heal herself. Before I could move, Ava was before Cassandra, ripping out her heart in a split second. And with one final sound from her lungs, Cassandra collapsed against the ground. I walked to Ava, and she stared at me, her blue eyes unrecognizable. She had really changed a lot. I pull her into my arms and she falls into me.

“Let the old power return through you. Let the forgotten rise.” Then everything went white. And Ava screamed. She came back to herself as her body convulsed, energy roaring through her. Her bones shifted, cracking, rearranging. Her veins burned with violet fire. Her eyes flared gold, then deep red, then gold again. She was both vampire and something more—something unspoken. Across from her, Achi’s body pulsed with silvery light. His muscles stretched, his limbs snapping into new form. Fur rippled across his skin but didn’t fully consume him—he wasn’t just turning into a wolf.

The poison burned against my skin and another set of hands gripped mine briefly before the officiant’s voice began chanting in the Old Tongue. The mate bond flared, sudden and overwhelming. His scent pine smoke and something sharper wrapped around me, pulling me toward him even though I couldn’t see. My wolf surged forward, desperate. Then came the words: “I reject you, Avelyn Clay, as my mate.” Pain ripped through me. It was claws inside my chest, tearing at my heart, at my wolf, at everything I was. I collapsed, choking on a scream. Somewhere above me, the rope was cut, the bond severed and cold rushed in.

Look. He started a text thread. > R: Phase One is complete. Ava's recollections were destabilized. Phase Two begins after Cross has been entirely separated. > Unknown: Don't let the youngster survive. > R: Cross interfered. Changed outcome. Will revise the narrative. Ava put her fingers across her mouth. "They planned it. Every motion. Even if you have memory loss. Damian's eyes narrowed. "Rachel. Subject: R. That's her." Liamn looked over.

"The 'Creditor' didn't just infect the grid. It left 'Hard-Anchors' in the physical architecture of the city. There are 'Pockets of the Past' that refuse to 'Sync' with the 'Spring'." Avery Vane-Thorne walked to the desk, her indigo-silk robes trailing like a river of twilight across the Persian rug. She didn't look at the key. She looked at Dominic’s hands. The "Resonance-Scars" on his knuckles were glowing with a sharp, agitated amber.