Buffy Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“We’ve talked about this before, Ru. I don’t want to be the same reason another one of us gets killed.” I winked at him and barged out of the room, trying to fucking calm myself because my wolf, Sheila, wanted to murder them but if I would, it wouldn’t just be a snap to the neck, no… I’ll have to be more creative than that. Kings like games, and there will be fucking games. ALYSSA Everything’s a bloody mess and I wanted to renounce that my throat wasn’t hurting but Dexter was merciless with his cock, giving me all the more reason to have nightmares for the rest of my life.

“But I guess we can try to get to know each other a little better-” Before I could finish, he yanked me into his arms. My eyes widened and my face grew hot. I let out a small whimper, which made him loosen his arms around me and I pulled slightly away to look at him. His normally cheerful hazel eyes had changed their color to a darker shade. I gulped. “I said t-try knowing each other first!” I cried out in alarm. My hands flew to his chest to push him away but it was futile. Damn pureblooded vampires!

XAVIER'S POV Even though what I had heard was not new to me, my chest clutched at the sound of those words. Anna and I were not the best of buddies but the thought that she despised me to the extent that she would not let my blood heal her was troubling. "But it healed her chest wound!" I said explaining to the old woman. "She had a huge wound that was bleeding so much and when I mixed my blood with hers, it healed immediately," I explained.

I sprinted up the stairs, driven by desperation, until I stood before my mother's bedroom door. Without hesitation, I forcefully pushed the door open, my mind racing with worry. As I scanned the room, my eyes widened in shock. There, on the floor, lay my mother, her body stained with blood. It was as though she had transformed into a wolf, her nakedness revealing her transformation. I rushed to her side, my heart pounding in my chest. She lay motionless on the floor, bearing the marks of a brutal attack, as if she had been assaulted by another creature of the night.

Xenia nodded. "Yeah. My mom gets on my nerves and I'm turning 18 soon. It's a joyous thing, but it also means I'm gonna shift. I heard that late bloomers shifting into their wolf for the first time, feel more pain than the one who shifted at 15 or 16. I'm quite jealous now and also scared. I almost cry when pricked by a needle and now I'm gonna experience something 1000 times more painful than that? Thinking about it just gets me frustrated." "Honey, I was terrified too before I shifted at 15. But now, I don't feel any pain when shifting. It's fun. So don't worry. It will pass and you'll look back to this day and chuckle."

She took over the care of little Bobby as if he were her own son, leaving me the time I needed to regroup and heal. I checked Bobby for signs of vampire on a daily basis in the privacy of my room. Since he was toothless, I had no way of really knowing. Geoffrey said he smelled of vampire. To me, he smelled of baby power and spit up. On an occasion or two, I’d picked up the faintest smell of Nevi. It was the scent he had after a night of passionate lovemaking. Was that vampire? I didn’t know. What I did know was that when I smelled that scent—which was more and more as the days passed and Bobby grew stronger—I was reminded of the vampire I loved. The vampire who helped me create the bundle of

Some others talked about several encounters and then eventually stopped coming into work, never to be heard from again. There were some girls Lavinia knew of who seemed to want attention from vampires. They claimed there was something pleasurable about being on the bleeding end of a bite. To feel that vulnerable and desired. Lavinia knew whatever these girls had experienced; It would not be the same with Isaac. She turned onto her side and pulled the covers over her face.

A boy standing close to her in a hallway. Me and Jaxon. The night of our first real conversation. Someone had been at the treeline then too. The caption read: *Sources close to the Blackwood pack report that the wolfless stepsister has been using unknown influence abilities to manipulate pack members and the future Alpha. Pack parents are asking questions. Is Mooncrest safe?* I set the paper down. Looked at Nadia. "Posted at six this morning," she said. "Anonymous account created yesterday. Already shared forty times by accounts connected to Blackwood territory parents." She held my gaze. "Bianca has her mother's access to the parent network. She's been building this for days."

As the beta believed that the moon goddess's glow lingered overhead, casting a comforting radiance upon the warriors who had successfully defended their pack's hospital from the rogue onslaught, Meanwhile, in Xander’s hospital room, in the depths of his unconscious mind, he found himself ensnared in a vivid and distressing dream, a projection of his deepest fears and anxieties. In this surreal realm, he witnessed Chassy, his beloved mate, engaged in a harrowing battle against a formidable vampire, the very embodiment of the looming war that threatened their pack.

I screamed at my mother who rolled her eyes but played along. "Let me call Alpha Rob, hold on a minute! He is not leaving you; Ava is marrying the Lycan, not the Alpha! Oh, goddess! Alpha Rob!” My mom said frantically before she ran out of my room to go and get him. I forced my tired legs out of bed and tried to move when my legs gave way and I landed on the floor, pulling things from my dresser on the way down. I didn't scream from the pain of things landing on me; I simply lay there and waited.