Blazblue Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

She shouts. “Where does it look like? Now Blaze. Tell me what I want to know.” I state, taking me attention away from her. Blaze curses, but ultimately agrees. Taking the chair across from me and sitting down. He places his gun in holster at his side, as he turns to look at me. “To understand everything, you need to know more about us.” Blaze begins. And thankfully the slut remains silent for once. “Scarlett is my cousin. Her mother is my father’s sister.” Blaze confesses.

He said with a seductive smile. “Well good for you, I was just about to head to our house for a minute to make a sandwich.” I said stepping around him. “Hey, cool I could eat can I tag along? We can get to know each other a little better.” He said, quickly stepping in front of me so I bump into him again. “Hey, stop doing that shit man, and I don’t think it’s….” I was saying just as I was interrupted “Hey Mina, we need to talk, excuse us.” Blaze stood beside me gently moving me away from Dradon who just smiled. “Um, excuse me we don’t have anything to talk about, and anyway me and Dradon was about to go back to my house so we could make some sandwiches you know the ones that your girlfrien

“Our pack will need to decide whether revenge takes flight over their survival. All those who pose a threat to our mate will be exiled.” “You will wage a war within our pack, Blaze.” “We are already at war, Saffron. At war with the race of time. Luna is our only hope for survival, and I won’t let anyone get in the way of that – including you.” He responds in a warning tone that he has never directed toward me before, and I nod my head, accepting his decision even though I disagree. Blaze isn’t only my alpha. He is more than that. He is my best friend, my brother, and now the mate of my mate.

“Does she even know? What if she doesn’t want you?” I laugh, low and sharp. “She wants me. Always has. I feel it. Blaze could never compare—he is torn between her and Azalea, between his mate and his sister. I am not divided. I am hers, body and soul. And one day, she will carry my child. Perhaps she already does.” Shane’s eyes widen with horror. “Renzo… Alpha Blaze will kill you.” “No,” I smirk. “He won’t. His love for his twin will stop him. But nothing will stop me. Not the council. Not Blaze. Not fate itself.”

With her eyes fixed on the ground, she makes her way to the coffee station, seeking a moment of respite. Sitting alone at a table, Rose's gaze inadvertently meets Blaze's across the room. He is surrounded by his squad, and right beside him sits Alexa Preston—a blonde, stunning girl with piercing blue eyes and the stature of a Victoria's Secret model. Alexa exudes confidence as she holds hands with Blaze, her presence nothing short of a deliberate statement.

"Kowtow and clean my shoes." Blaze cast a quick look into the distance and observed Evan's army approaching. He bowed even further, preparing to strike Bruno. Alma mistakenly assumed that Blaze was going to lick Bruno’s shoes. "What a shame," she sneered. "You are ready to give up your pride for a child who is not yours. Yes. You heard it right, Blaze. The child in my womb is not yours." "I am aware of it, Alma," Blaze said slowly. "But I still come to rescue you because the child in your womb is innocent." He leaped to his feet in an instant and lunged at Bruno.

“You moved on from nearly killing each other in every street race to playing house together?” Blaze shrugs like it’s no big deal, but I feel his grip tighten around my hand. He’s trying to act casual, but I know his ass better than that. He’s nervous. Probably wondering how deep the damage will go today. “Yeah,” he says. Felix shakes his head and leans back like Blaze just told him he’s dating a corpse. “You’re gone, man. Totally gone.” “Maybe,” Blaze mutters. His fingers squeeze tighter around mine, and I can feel his pulse pounding. “But I’m happy. That’s new.”

I really love you. Through the lines, I only read his reluctance. Without hesitation, I blocked the number that I could recite even in my dreams. On the wedding day, Colin, covered in blood, crawled across the road and blocked our path. Through the car window, I saw him drag himself toward us. He shouted, "Selena, help me! I regret it so much. Come and see me." It was a horrific scene, making me jump. Lucien quickly covered my eyes. "Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away."

"Now, Elena... are you going to be my blade? Or do I have to remind you why your father surrendered his name to me?" Outside, the muffled sounds of secondary containment teams began to ring out, but inside the Faraday cage, we shared the same air. I looked at the needle, then up at the man who had stolen my past and was currently rewriting my future. I didn't blink. The silver threads were beginning to lace into my pupils, turning the world into a landscape of heat and intent. "I'm not your tool, Damian," I whispered, even as my body betrayed me, leaning into his warmth.

His cock bounced untouched between them, dripping pathetically. Dex wrapped a hand around his throat again, squeezing just enough to have his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “Say it. Say you’re mine.” “Never. Fuck- ugh! Dex!” Dex slammed in particularly hard and ground his hips in deep circles. “Say. It.” Elian’s eyes fluttered, tears of overwhelming pleasure began slipping from the corners. His voice cracked as he spoke. “I’m yours…. fuck, I’m yours, you psychotic bastard!”