Novel & Cerita Btvs Crossover Fanfiction

Jessica POV I had few days left before I was officially banished from Shadowcrest territory. Few days before I lost everything I'd worked for my entire life. I stood in my cramped temporary apartment—a pathetic studio in the worst part of the city—staring out the grimy window at the skyline. Somewhere out there, Katy fucking Cross was living her perfect life. She was now Luna of Shadowcrest, mated to Lucian and owned of not one but two businesses:a garage and a tattoo shop that were apparently financed by who was supposed to be my man.

The tension that had been building since the fake-dating bullshit started with Whitney and Lila was now a live wire between them, crackling hotter with every brush of bodies during drills. By the time Coach finally blew the final whistle, Ethan was wound so tight he felt like he was going to snap. The second the team started heading toward the locker room, Ethan made his move. He grabbed Marcus by the front of his sweaty jersey and dragged him down the hallway without a word. Marcus stumbled for half a step but didn’t fight it. Ethan shoved open the door to the small equipment storage closet at the far end of the hall and pulled Marcus inside, slamming the door shut behind them. The lock cli

Nonetheless, I continued to speak. "I lost everything that day, Gavin. The enemies were waiting for my parents in ambush. I… I saw their dead bodies. You and Georgette were still there, but I pushed you away and accepted Michael's fake affection. I'm so sorry that I did that. I regret pushing you away. They killed you too, Gavin. They framed you and despite my heart telling me that you'd never betray the pack, I believed Michael because he was my mate. I realised that Georgette was a traitor, but it was too late. Michael's assassins had captured me and shot at me. I don't know what happened next… time turned backwards and I woke up when it all started once again. I…"

Chapter 1 — Sister-zilla “What does she mean by she cannot do this anymore?” Benedict Jones growled, sweat on his brow as he faced his wife Dorothea Hudges Jones who looked even more nervous than him. “I don't know! How was I to know she would run away on the day of her wedding?” She exclaimed. A guard rushed in dressed in a secret service type of way and gave a slight nod to Benedict. “Mr Jones, we found footage from the cameras in the garage. Ms Jones left in her vehicle and on her own accord. Seems she was prepared to.”

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

Here are my little mate sequences and their blur: 1. Bound by Blood and Love Blur - : In a world where the supernatural and humans coexist, "Bound by Blood and Love" follows Victoria, haunted by her past, as she discovers her daughter Alisha is fated to be with a powerful vampire, Ryan. Duty separates them, but as their destinies intertwine, Victoria must reconcile her protective instincts with cosmic forces. Battles between supernatural factions loom, testing their love and resolve. As tensions rise and alliances form, Victoria faces a pivotal decision, leading to a climactic showdown. This tale of love, duty, and sacrifice explores the enduring power of family and fate in a captivating wor

I asked and the doctor shrank back before nodding. I took a step forward but Kyros was in front of me, “Thank you. You can leave.” He said to the doctor who practically bolted out of the hallway. “Isaac,” Kyros warned, tightening his grip. “Look at me.” I ignored him. My eyes were trained on that operating room door. Behind it lay the woman whose smile always glowed like dawn. The woman who now had dead eyes, who had shrugged at her own blood like it meant nothing. Someone had taken her heartbeat, wrung it out, drowned it, carved it and ruined it. I would find the sick fucker and I would make them wish for death.

Her father marrying someone younger than she was and willing all his properties to her, Clinton who only stayed with her for her father’s mother and cheated on her with the lady who bore a son for her father and then Bryan cheating on her with her bestfriend? She could not be patient for one second, nor did she ever want to see Bryan’s face. “We can try to make those who made us victims become the victims themselves, that’s… such a genius move” Chris baritone voice reminded her that she was still in the hospital room. Her soul had travelled far across boaders “Huh?” She was trying to piece together what Chris was saying. “Yeah, that’s a very smart move, you know” he turned to Alexa, smiling.

“I knew we should have killed her when we had the chance.” “You didn’t want to deal with the paperwork or go on leave,” Devon muttered. Michael shrugged and nodded. It was true. We had a run-in with the Trivisonnos a couple of years ago and Michael had almost killed Sera in the crossfire. It was an accidental shot and if she had died, she would have been a casualty of circumstances. The circumstances were that she was with the mafia when the FBI was raiding their warehouse. Michael had felt guilty about the incident. Apparently, his guilt was short-lived.