Bleach Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

He can only marry me. The thought made me forget the pain for a while. I sat on the bed for a long time, my mind was so active that I had to let it dream up a lot of strange ideas. “You're bleeding.” Blayze went into the bedroom. “Get out!” “You're bleeding.” He sat on the bed and pulled out a clean white cloth to bandage my wound. Well, I've given up my dignity and shame today, and I don't care if one more man sees me naked.

David dared not make advances at her, but it was not a problem for him at all to seize the opportunity to grope her or take advantage of her. However, just when his hand was about to touch Phoebe’s chest, a sudden burst of energy swept across the blond guy’s wrist like a light of blade that broke into the dawn. Poof! The blond guy’s wrist as well as its base were cut off at once. Blood gushed out and instantly splashed on Phoebe’s chest. “Ahh!” “You, you... What are you doing?! It’s so disgusting!” Phoebe let out a scream. She consecutively stepped backward while shouting toward Alex.

"You're dehydrating yourself. A stupid tactic if you're trying to keep your mind sharp." ​"I don't like the taste of the tap down here," she said smoothly, standing up from the cot. She didn't rush. She moved with a slow, feline deliberation, smoothing the front of her canvas top before taking three steps toward the glass. "It smells like bleach and desperation. Reminds me too much of you."

…heart… bleeding… ○|￣|_ Young master... Can I... get a hug too? 〒▽〒

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.

, Alexa stated before she could walk away. “It would have been nice if you could close the door on the way out.”, Blaze added. Blaze got up from bed and played his theme song on his speakers called, ‘American Idiot’. He wasn’t the talkative type, but that didn’t mean he didn’t scare people. He decided to exercise before having a shower and brushing his teeth. He wore a black shirt with black pants and a pair of white shoes. He rolled up his sleeves, which showed the tattoos that he had. He opened his wardrobe to take out his belt to use for his jeans and he froze. Blaze saw a picture of his parents in a frame on their wedding day. Blaze grabbed his backpack and the frame and walked into the

Before I can finish, my back collides with the side of some metallic object, which instantly causes me to turn around quickly, causing me to knock-over the tray filled with plates of strawberry Zabaglione, sending them flying over the floor, landing with a loud crash as the glass-wares smash on the ground along with the dessert. OH MY GOD! The maid gasps with horror as she squats down to clean the mess and I’m left shaking. Without another word, I dash away from the mess I created with fat tears rolling down my eyes and distinctively hear Blaze calling out my name. I ruined everything! A/N - I swear I feel so bad for Phoebe... What do think about our dearest Lucia? And of course about Brayde

“Two wrongs don’t make a right. I did many bad things too so let’s call it even and forgive each other. Tonight, we start fresh, alright? Don’t go soft on me right now. It’s difficult to stretch myself out and you’re not small either.” [Smut scene was cut here and made available only to pa+reons for USD1 per month. The total length of this chapter is 3.5k words. Kindly support me as the creator for value-added content. No amount of complaining will make me publish it for free because the smut scene will not affect the story-telling. Unreasonable insults to the author without justified reasons will also not be tolerated and will be reported. Thank you for the support and if you're alright wit

Then I ran my fingers through my hair and closed my eyes. Ren has been attacked and even hospitalized because of me. The vase, the blood, the way he had looked so small on the gurney — all of it traced back to the people who wanted me gone. Reya had been pulled into the mess too. She had taken a hit that was meant for the people around me. And behind every move, every paid job, every “accident,” stood Victor Quinn. Still trying to erase his own son the same way he had erased my mother years ago.