Avengers Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

I felt the hair on my neck stand up. Xiner laid it all out—the blood-promise, the framing, and the poison Holden Leangley was brewing at H World. "Ava will not be donating a kidney to you," Connor said, his voice like grinding stones as he adjusted his coat. "I am her mate. Seeing her prick her finger for a blood test makes my chest ache for a day. I will not watch her lose a part of herself." Xiner nodded calmly. "I never expected her to. I never asked."

Around the stone walls, the royal runes began to glow, answering the ancient call of a Lycan King bonding with his true mate. Draken broke the kiss, his eyes dark with a fierce, possessive worship as he looked down at me. “You are so beautiful, Ava,” he whispered against my forehead. I smiled through my tears, lifting my chin to capture his lips in another long, slow, and passionately deep kiss. It was the strongest, most unbroken moment we had ever shared. Just as his hand slid higher along my waist, preparing to take us further into the act, a catastrophic pain tore through the center of my skull.

Now that the Chief is dead, it seems that his son has found a new place or places to hide and we haven’t been able to find it yet. Two weeks after we heard Zephyr’s call, Kenna picks me up to meet up with Avani. I kiss Gaia goodbye, leaving her with Bajaro and Shiv, who is now attached to Bajaro’s hip. If I wasn’t so overwhelmed with stress for Avani, Zephyr and fear for Ancalagon, I probably would have noticed the strange mate marks they have. But it took me months to finally realize that they had marked each other. Today, when Kenna and I meet up with Avani, I rush to him, as I always do, needing to hold him, needing him to hold me.

Jaguar yelled, he wanted to make her his mate, but he was staring at a mate mark on her neck, "How did this happen?, when did this happen?" He asked, he was furious. "You don't believe it right?" Ava asked, smirking. "It's the Unbelievable Truth, but Connor and I bonded a long while back, and there's nothing you can do to alter that, Alex slemons!" *****

In the eyes of the pack, her intent was still "noble." As the tide turned back toward sympathy, Jenny’s posture relaxed. She offered a few more soft prayers to the Mother Moon before severing the link. Avery stared at the black screen, her mind racing. How did these two ever cross paths? She found her thumb hovering over Hudson’s contact rune. She wanted to demand answers, to warn him about the viper in his guest house. But she stopped. She had told him his blood-feuds were no longer her concern. She had no right to hunt in his woods.

He thought of torturing them to death. After what seemed like eternity, Edward knocked on the door before pushing it open. Lynx was expecting a positive news from him. He wanted to hear that they had been captured. "We were unable to capture them, I'm afraid they've escaped from the pack," Edward said. Lynx brows furrowed, and he banged the table. "How could that be possible?" Lynx shouted as he tried to control his anger. "Vanessa Craig and Alexander Kross, No matter where you go on the surface of the earth. I, Lynx Vance promise to strike you down, I swear to you with my Alpha blood," Lynx uttered under his breath.

Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage. Anna Cheyenne, with her striking red hair and piercing green eyes, had always been the more adventurous of the two. She roamed the kingdom with a fierce determination, her laughter echoing through the ancient halls. Her heart, however, was tethered to a vampire named Elias, a noble with a mysterious past. Together, they explored the depths of their heritage, uncovering secrets long buried in the annals of vampire history. Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding.

Ethan’s hand found hers again, fingers lacing tightly, and she felt the fire between them, a pulse that had never truly died. Grant’s voice echoed again, low, dangerous. “This ends now. Or it ends for you.” Ava’s gaze hardened, determination flaring. “No. This ends when we say it ends. Not you.” And in that instant, the garage erupted in chaos again, shadows moving, men striking, bodies colliding, the heat of fear and desire interwoven. Ava and Ethan moved together as one, a dangerous, unstoppable force. Caleb was at Grant’s side, every strike calculated, until the enemy faltered, realizing they had underestimated the bond, the fire, the relentless power of those who refused to be erased.

Their energy filled mine. As soon as I exited the studio, Cross ran over to me. He was waiting by the car as he had driven me here. There was also something off about him. In the same way, something was off about Venita's body; in a good way. Very good way. Cross was finding it difficult to detach himself from me. This only happens when the appointment of a beta to an Alpha is new. They stay loyal and follow their Alpha like a child would follow his or her mother.

“I can’t—” “Yes, you can.” He reached for her face, forcing her to meet his gaze. “You are Avery Dalen. You crossed the Between and came back. That’s not corruption — that’s strength.” For a long, breathless moment, nothing moved. Then — a flicker. The shadows writhed, resisting. But her hands lifted, trembling, and she pressed them against his chest, over the place where their tether burned. The room went silent. Light exploded outward — silver and black colliding until they became one blinding gray. The sound of the world itself seemed to tear in half, then seal again.