Borderlands Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“And yet—Gods, Lena—you are here. Your wolf is awake.” She met his gaze, her breath shuddering. “I felt it. I couldn’t stop it.” His thumb brushed her cheek, smearing blood across her skin like war paint. “Don’t stop. Never stop.” Around them, the borderlands lay littered with bodies, the air still thick with smoke and blood. But Lena knew with bone-deep certainty that this was only the beginning. Cassian hadn’t come to win tonight. He’d come to test. To see.

Maybe they saw the mark blooming over my heart when the bond ignited—a silver crescent moon etched into my skin like a drawing. Perhaps the whispers were already spreading; that the bond was fake, that maybe I had used evil magic to trigger it, or that the Goddess had made a mistake. That a lowly girl like me, without a wolf, couldn’t be chosen by someone like him; their almighty Alpha “Keep moving, girl,” the border guard yelled, interrupting my thoughts as I hesitated at the edge of Blue Crest territory. I turned back one last time. Castillo’s black fortress sparkled against the pale blue dawn. The banners still waved from the towers. Gold and Green.

There, tucked beneath old decrees and forgotten letters, is a map—one I traced with my fingers as a girl, dreaming of escape. I unfold it slowly, spreading it across the desk. My eyes move from city to border to name. I trace the ancient ruins to the east. That’s where Killian was born. And beyond that—Sebastian’s old territory, the one he burned to the ground after his rise. Both their pasts intersect somewhere in the bloodied sands of the borderlands. That can’t be a coincidence. Something happened there. Something neither of them talk about. And I intend to find out what.

Not a second later I got a mind link from Jason. “Nora and Rick have crossed the border into the packlands.” { Alexander } I ripped the throat out of another rogue and took a breath as I glanced around at the battlefield. It was a mess of hundreds of dead bodies, most from the rogues but enough from our side that I was pissed. I could feel them and their auras leaving and each time I felt a tether break I went on a rampage. “Nora and Rick have crossed the border in the packlands” Jason’s mindlink hit me at the same time Raine’s did.

*Starblood Borderlands – Dusk* The air smelled of smoke before anyone saw the flames. Aiden rumbled restlessly inside Ryder’s chest as the wind shifted, carrying the acrid sting of burning pine. Somewhere beyond the ridges, Silver Fang was moving again—bolder now, testing the cracks Alpha Thorne had warned them about.

Someone trespassed the border without permission. ‘Alpha we have a rogue encounter on the West border.’ A warrior mindlink me, and I am out of my chair in an instant. ‘Keep it occupied. I’m on my way.’ I switch canals, but the person I’m about to mindlink comes running to me when I race down the stairs.

Bertulf was right beside him, looking on eagerly. "The border between Northlands and Eastlands. And Northlands to Westlands. It appears they are planning to attack us from the two regions at the same time," I replied. "We can't let them in the Northlands…" Jared said. "It's too late, they just crossed the borders," I said, watching as the Westlanders and the witches of Eastlands, distinguished by the emblems of the regions, started to unleash mayhem on the Northlanders. Houses busted into flames. The sweep was fast and deadly.

And when he lunges forward again, he is not a man. He is a wolf with brown fur and rippling muscles and sharp teeth. There are markings on his forelegs where his tattoos are inked when he is a man. The male beside Marius shifts and meets James in mid-air, and the two hurtle to the ground, gnashing their jaws. The Borderlands army charges past me, knocking me between them. The rest of James’s men have shifted, and an army of bloodthirsty Wolves charge at them. Marius rears back, grabs my arm, and drags me away from the screams.

If I wasn’t fast enough to act, he’d gladly take over, and when he did, it wasn’t pretty. The drive was a blur. In minutes, I arrived at the border. Chaos had taken over. The scent of blood and the clash of claws filled the air. My warriors fought ferociously, but the enemy, a pack of towering Lycans…was overwhelming. These weren’t from around here. I stepped out of the car and scanned the battlefield. Amid the chaos, I spotted Cross locked in a brutal fight with a Lycan whose crown glinted under the sunlight. Their leader.

She’s likely drinking tea; there’s no sound of anyone working. Serena was right when she said we’re not allowed beyond the border for a reason. As a child, I imagined unclaimed land to be full of monstrous beasts, shadows towering over the fiercest warriors, and harsh landscapes that no wolf could survive. At school, kids whispered that unclaimed lands had no moon and dared each other to cross the border for even a second. None of that turned out to be true.Perhaps Alpha Kane’s, my formal Alpha's strict borders aren’t to keep us safe from monsters but from leaders like Vuk. And behind these simple doors lies Vanda’s bedroom—my mate’s room.