Cell Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As Sasha and Alec ventured deeper, the tapestry of their love unfurled, revealing new chapters in the cosmic odyssey that unfolded within the heart of the multiverse. In the heart of the Nexus of Resonance, Sasha and Alec found themselves amidst a kaleidoscope of possibilities. Scenes from alternate timelines danced around them, each portraying a unique facet of their intertwined destinies. A distant echo of laughter caught Sasha's attention. She turned to Alec, her eyes reflecting the flickering images. "Alec, do you hear that? It's like echoes of our joy from different timelines." Alec nodded, a contemplative expression on his face. "Sasha, this place is a convergence of the myriad paths w

“Yeah. I am.” “So you're going to stay?” Kross asked. “After the five years you planned to stay are up?” I nodded slowly, staring straight ahead. “Yeah. I can't see my future where she's not in it. It would be blank without her.” “Ah, love,” Axel said dreamily, lying on the bed and crossing his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “It can melt even the hardest ice. Kross, you're the only one left.”

Damien whispered, “I can’t believe this…” His mother spoke again. “There’s something you need to understand. Caleb wasn’t just building a network. He was building a dynasty.” Adrian whispered, “A dynasty?” Leon nodded slowly. “He wanted two families to unite. Permanently. Forever.” He looked at me. Then at Damien. “The Cross family… and yours.” My blood went cold. Damien’s voice turned quiet. “Wait. Are you telling me Caleb planned Adrian and I ” “Yes,” his mother said. “He planned for you two to be together.”

The moment she saw her mother, she lurched forward and clung to her sleeve like a drowning woman. “Sob… Mom, help me! I changed my mind—I want to marry Damian! I want to be the lady of the Cross Consortium! That was supposed to be my place. I won’t let Aria humiliate me like this! If I marry him, half the Cross Consortium will be ours. I’ll give you your share, I promise. Please, Mom!” Celeste’s anger softened as she watched her daughter break down. The thought of Aria ending up with Damian—of Patsy Oates somehow winning from beyond the grave—twisted something bitter inside her. Grinding her teeth, Celeste made a silent vow: Liana would marry Damian, no matter what. Once that happened, they

I was still on Operation: save Cross, so I stepped up and gave her my best smile, “Hello, ma'am. My name is Cyrus. Damian and I go to school together.” Her eyes brightened as she glanced at her son, shocked he could get such a handsome face as a friend. She must know I was popular. If she knew how our ‘friendship’ came about, she'd be running for the heels. “Really? Well why didn't you tell me your friend was coming over- “It's nothing, mom,” Cross glared at me. “He was just leaving-” “No, I wasn't-” She beamed, looking even more excited. “No, he wasn't. As a matter of fact, a friend of my son is always welcomed for coffee-”

I will not let her go once she is here. “Where is she?” I asked. “Still at Blackstone; however, there has been a development, Alpha,” my beta said. “Speak.” “She is now mated.” “To whom?” I asked, feeling my anger rise. “Adrian Willis. Also, there is one other thing, Alpha.” Adrian Willis? Why does the Willis family have to be at the center of my plans, screwing them up as they go? “What else?” “We’ve noted that Ronan is working with Ms. Cross’s foster sister, Candy Cross. She has even infiltrated the pack. We are not sure what she did while she was there, but she got in and out and was undetected.”

“So, when I saw your brother, I killed him.” My heart stopped for a beat as his casual admission hit me. "Oh, and one more thing. The interesting part." He turned back to me, smirking. "Before Marigold left for your gang, she was already pregnant with my child. I named her Axiel Hart. But she gave my child to your brother. Imagine that." “No!” I shot up from my seat. “That’s not true! Her name is Caelia Phoenixbourne, not some fucking Axiel Hart!”

"I will be back. I love you." He gave me a watery smile. "You always were a stubborn child." "If that isn't the truth–" I threw a glare at Xander. "Dad, you haven't been properly introduced." I pointed at Xander. "That's Alpha Xander Cross of the Wild Hearth pack, my betrothed." I gave Rhys a soft smile. "And this is Rhys Donnely, Beta of the Wild Hearth pack and my second mate." My father's face turned stony. The fountain burbled happily beside us, unaware of the instantaneous foul mood that had fallen across him.

The light from my wrist flickered across the family tree again. Renartha Crossfield. I followed the bloodline, reading it properly now. A trail of names. Crossed branches. Until…me. “Diana Crossfield.” Not printed. Scrawled. Fresh. A different hand than the rest. My name was underlined. Then crossed out. A red X, jagged and violent. Marking me. Not just part of the line. Chosen. My stomach turned. They wanted to use me. Not as a piece in some game. As a sacrifice.

I thought about that for a moment — Axel Darwin, who had gone to a farmhouse in the middle of the night because I'd left him no real choice, who had carried a half-dead man up from a basement without being asked twice, who had put a ticket to Jakarta in the trash and not mentioned it since. The alliance between us was made of blackmail and circumstance and neither of us pretended otherwise. But circumstance had a way of building things that outlasted the conditions that created it, and whatever Axel was now, he wasn't the man who had cornered Xena on a couch and needed a vase to the head to understand the word no. I wasn't sure when that had changed. I wasn't sure it mattered tonight. Cross