Buffy Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

Girl meets boy. The boy turns into a creep. The girl is saved by a handsome stranger... The handsome stranger turns out to be a werewolf... Violet Duffy's summer turns into a nightmare when she is attacked by the seemingly sweet boy she meets on vacation. Luckily for her, Toby Wolfe was there to save her. Over the following weeks, Violet and Toby form a close friendship, and soon, the unavoidable happens; feelings develop. Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about...

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

Alpha Luna Sarah Heart, my birth mother, in her wolf form. Another massive wolf follows her, this one with darker fur and green eyes that mirror Clint's. The Harrison Alpha, I realise. Clint's father, coming to protect his son's mate. The tide of battle shifts instantly. The rogues, caught between the supernatural beings in the room and the pack of wolves pouring through the broken doors, find themselves outnumbered and outmatched. But my attention fractures as another wave of agony tears through my body. This time, I do fall to my knees, a scream ripping from my throat that doesn't sound entirely human. I can feel bones shifting under my skin, muscles stretching and reforming in ways that s

Most vampires could heal, but clerics could heal a vampire on the brink of death and mates could almost always heal each other. “When did it start?” “After my mom died,” Walker told her, “I used to steal it from my dad. He’s a big lush.” Roxie was looking at him now, her scent rolling off of her like wildfire. “I might have to sleep in the other room,” Walker joked, “Unless you turn off your smell.” “Sorry...” Roxie blushed, “I guess staring at you without a shirt on is doing it to me.” “Did you ever think of me and, you know..”

“Because of his reasons, not mine. I’m the Alpha, I can do whatever I want.” Cool breeze wafts in through the window, toying with both our hairs. “You have as long as you need to think about it.” “My baby is my priority.” “I know. I don’t intend to snatch parental rights from Crosswalk.” “I’ll think about it.” He beams. Then, without warning, he leans forward and places his lips on mine.

No more Xander, no more Rhys. I let Xander drag me out of the room. My heart ached. My parents had been gone from the Clan for two years. As feeders in a Vampyr colony. "What the hell is going on?!" Heather's voice was panicked. She had been outside with the van. Were we outside already? Xander released me, and I flopped to the ground. My legs wouldn't hold me up. I let out a low whine, my heart breaking. I had failed them. My parents. By being a Bride.

Rosey, a gentle-looking woman with a nurturing aura, was busy attending to a wounded werewolf, her hands moving with practiced precision. ‌ Andrei approached Rosey, his presence commanding attention. "Rosey, I've brought Sabrina to meet you. She is our new Luna and it's important for her to understand the crucial role you play in our pack." ‌ Rosey turned towards them, a warm smile lighting up her tired eyes. "Ah, Luna Sabrina, welcome. It's an honor to have you here. Please, come closer." ‌ Sabrina took hesitant steps towards Rosey, her eyes scanning the infirmary, taking in the wounded werewolves lying in the cots, their pain etched on their faces. She couldn't help but feel a wave of empa

Amaya Today I was going out to dinner with Destiny. We haven't seen each other for a while and it would be good to take my mind off things. I haven't seen Damon since yesterday night and I wasn't eager to. He managed to hurt my feelings a little bit and I wasn't proud. I was letting him in too many times. Not to mention that there was something going on between me and Ryan. I was starting to like him sincerely and wanted to see where it would lead us to.

I thought I knew every curse word in the book until Buffy said, and I quote, "he can supercalifragilisticexpialidocious if he thinks I'll let him hurt you by sleeping with another girl tonight!" Then, of course, I had to ask how she could have any influence if she wasn't the spiritual figure I had asked her to be back at the abandoned club. She simply responded that she wouldn't have minded calling in some favors...whatever that meant. Long story short, you can always count on Buffy the Vampire Slayer to distract you from watching the guy you like enjoy the company of another girl, even if it's just for a while. As the last song blends into a new one, I sneak another glance at the couple, my

I completed. "I won," Buffy stroked my cheek lovingly. "I beat out everyone else for you. I gave it everything I had, you recognized that and came to me. This is me being happy, Cáel. Would you prefer me to be combative?" "I prefer you," I teased. The 'thank you' hovered right on the other side of unspoken. It wasn't in her. She was starting to get amorous. I pulled away to Buffy's momentary confusion then the condom came out, I ripped open the packet, slipped on the prophylactic and returned to my lover. I was about to slip into Buffy, missionary style.