Bleach Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

" I try to concentrate and see a Blaze figure in my head. I try to find out what Blaze sees right now...where his whereabouts...and what is how condition. I closed my eyes and concentrate harder...what I See .. is the same as what Blaze see .... And Blaze is seeing.. 'What the F.....!'

Jenna Shakily, I hand Blaze a pair of oversized sweatpants. Our fingers lightly brush against each other, and I withdraw my hand, burned by the touch. There is tension in the air, and Blaze tilts his head, eyeing me thoughtfully while pulling on the borrowed sweatpants. Funnily enough, my oversized sweatpants fit him to a tee. The grey Adidas hug his muscular thighs and end above his calves. I inhale deeply, letting out some steam. "So you said the vampires have brainwashed everyone?"

I savored the taste of his surprise, with a sweet and bitter touch that made me run my tongue along his lower lip before pulling away. I pulled back abruptly, releasing his collar with a shove. "The rules have changed," I repeated, looking at him with a cynical smile while he still stood there like a statue, processing what had just happened. I grabbed a clean shirt, my university bag, and left the room without looking back, leaving him alone in the silence of my bedroom. I left the mansion almost running, my heart wanting to jump out of my chest, and hopped into the first taxi that passed. "To the St. Hale campus, quick," I told the driver.

I grabbed his wrist. “Stop.” He turned to me. “It’s not working.” “You’re bleeding." I snapped. He looked down at his hand. Then back up. “I’ll heal.” “That’s not the point,” I said sharply. “You’re not doing this alone.” Sheila hesitated. “Together?” she echoed. Caleb pointed at Blake’s hand. “That thing just cooked his blood like dinner and you want a group activity?” I met Blaze’s eyes. “What if it’s not just your blood?”

Reality outside the viewport didn't just bend; it shattered. The blue sky and fluffy white clouds of Earth were instantly replaced by a blinding, chaotic kaleidoscope of impossible colors. This was The Bleed—the hyperspace between dimensions. It was a terrifying, mesmerizing ocean of raw data streams, dormant magical energies, and the skeletal remnants of erased realities.

Blair hissed through clenched teeth, shoving forward. Celeste’s grip tightened around Blair’s wrist. “You never had the right to touch it.” She twisted, flipping Blair over her shoulder. The impact cracked the floor. Blair coughed, rolled, and threw a charm stone that burst in a puff of white fire. Celeste shielded her face, the heat licking her arm. Through the smoke, Blair’s smile gleamed, cruel and gleeful. “You think you’re special because you were chosen?” she spat. “You’re nothing but a mistake.”

When he finally faced me, his eyes dropped to my arm. “You’re bleeding,” he said quietly, stepping closer. “It’s nothing,” I mumbled, trying to pull my hand away. His gaze hardened. “That’s silver, Chloe.” I looked down, seeing the red streak where the blade had grazed me. It burned, but I didn’t want him to worry. “I’m fine.” Kael reached out, brushing my arm carefully with his thumb, his touch warm despite the sting. I looked up at him, our eyes holding each other as if we had so much to say.

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."

I forgot that Blair's speed could not be unmatched. "I knew you smelled funny. You didn't smell like these ouny humans," Blair growled. He slammed her to the ground again, and again, and again, until she began to cough up blood. He gripped her neck so tight, I began to hear her bones snap slowly. Soon enough, all the light left her eyes and her lifeless body crumbled to the ground. Blair was the perfect match for this job. He looked at me and I nodded at him. He ripped the magical paper and threw it to the bags. Immediately it touched them, the whole room was engulfed in flames. We quickly made out exit and ran all the way out of building.

“Then let me carry it with you.” The moment my fingers brushed his skin, the bond surged light. It rippled through both of us, hot and wild. The mark on my arm flared gold, his silver. For an instant, the world tilted and I saw through him. A flash of claws. The battlefield under moonlight. The scream of a dying wolf. Then gone. I staggered back, breathless. “What was that?” “Memory bleed,” he said, steadying me. “The bond’s merging too fast.”