Cell Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Croissants. From the place that pretends they’re from Paris.” “Bless you,” I muttered, taking one. Lila perched on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. “So… I woke up to your face all over my feed again. It’s giving ‘star-crossed scandal sequel.’” I groaned. “Please don’t start.” She grinned. “Relax. I’m not judging. I’m just saying — the man looked like a walking heartbreak out there. You could feel the tension through the photos.”

"How much of us are we going to give up in order to keep her?" Damian's words just sat there in the silence of the bedroom, suspended like a bullet. Ava didn't answer. She couldn't. Because she already knew, on a deep level. The Crosse family wasn't just requesting marriage. They were requesting blood. **** Earlier That Morning The text still remained on Damian's phone screen as Ava walked into the room, towel-drying her hair. She froze in mid-step upon seeing his face.

I said with determination, I already knew I wasn't gonna marry Max and for all, I care my family can take all the wealth and money in my name, my boyfriend is there he will care for me until I can stand on my feet. "It's not that bad if you think about it, I mean I and Jenn fell in love only three months after we were introduced, same with our sisters too, yours won't be different and Cross is a nice guy," "You guys just got lucky," I whispered before what he said registered. "Wait, I am not marrying Max but his older brother Cross?" I asked in shock getting up from my bed. "Yeah, it Cross not Max,"

Together they melt the remaining frost that wrapped around them for a long spand of time. Kael and Kiel began to travel around the world to celebrate their marriage. “I love you, Axe... You're the most important thing that happened to me...” “I love you more, my love... You're my naughty superhero...” *************** THE END *************** Hope you guys like my story. Thank you so much READERS!!! Please add your reviews and your thoughts about it, I’ll appreciate it so much... I would also be thankful if you cast a vote for it... 😘😘😘

As Felix and I walked hand in hand, I felt a nagging sense of worry at the back of my mind. I had heard rumors about Xefora's disbandment, and I couldn't help but ask Felix about it. "Felix, I heard about the rumors," I said, my voice tinged with concern. "Is it true that Xefora is going to disband?" Felix let out a heavy sigh. "I'm afraid it is, Iris," he said, his voice laced with sadness. "My parents want me to focus on my studies and pursue medicine, and I just can't do both."

“I don’t know, weird? It was just him kissing me; I didn’t kiss him back anyway. It just felt… strange, I guess. Not good, not bad, just… odd.” Stacy shook her head, a sigh escaping her lips. “You’re no fun, Ariel. Honestly, how can anyone not like Ethan Cross? He’s handsome, charming, a star athlete, practically the perfect guy.” I managed a faint smile. “I don’t know, I guess I’m not anyone. I didn’t feel anything when he kissed me… it was just awkward. There was no spark, no flutter, nothing.”

Cross left a trail of broken hearts and shattered relationships in his wake. In this tangled web of deception and betrayal, Mr. Cross's two daughters, Stella and Jessica, were caught in the middle. Their mother, Kate, had divorced Mr. Cross years ago, unable to bear the weight of his infidelity any longer. Despite their troubled upbringing, the sisters remained resilient, finding solace and support in one another.

but the sound felt like chains. Emilia rose and crossed the room, pressing her palm into the cold glass of the barred window. The garden spread below, dim in the twilight. Once, it had been her only piece of freedom, a place to breathe. Now even the flowers looked trapped behind stone. Collateral. That was the word Dante had thrown at her again and again. Collateral with silk dresses, locked doors, and knives hidden under pillows. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could survive being caught between his obsession and Luca’s venom.

Everly's stomach dropped as Nathaniel pulled up the link, the Metro Business Journal's site loading agonizingly slowly on his phone while they both stared at the screen, bracing for whatever waited on the other side of the loading bar. *THE ARRANGEMENT, PART TWO: Sources Say Cross Heir's Fiancée Once Faced Fraud Allegations* "That's not accurate," Everly said immediately, her voice sharp with disbelief. "The complaint was dropped. It was extortion, not fraud. How is this already in an article?"

Surprise crossed his face, but it lasted only a moment before impatience replaced it. “I don’t have time for this.” “I mean it.” “No, Elena. You want to punish me.” He glanced toward the SUV where Celeste sat wrapped in his coat. “The elders aren’t here. You don’t need to perform.” He had crossed time to save Celeste first. Now that he had done it, he still thought I was fighting for his attention. “I want the marriage dissolved,” I said. Before Luca could answer, Celeste pushed open the car door and stumbled toward him.