Crossed Comic Book Novels & Stories

Her voice was gentle but firm as she grasped my wrist with her fingers and gently pulled up, encouraging me to let go. Callie reluctantly leaned back, and I finally relented and followed her. I was covered in blood, my hands, my chest, and my arms were all stained with the bright red of Beatrice’s blood. I could see blood on Callie’s shirt, and I couldn’t stop my eyes from staring at the stains, the beauty of the shape mesmerizing me. The red blood had been in Beatrice’s veins not just twenty minutes ago and now it was painted across Callie’s chest, a Rorschach test for me to figure out the mysteries in my mind.

He just wrote. By the time the library was nearly empty, they had moved through problem after problem, page after page, methodically, silently, and yet the air between them had shifted in a way that was impossible to ignore. It wasn’t hostility, it wasn’t friendship, it wasn’t anything labeled clearly, and that was what made it heavier than anything else. When the session finally ended, Ethan stretched again, shoulders stiff, fingers sore, chest tight. Marcus closed his notebook, sliding it carefully into his bag without a word, without looking up.

Jay replied softly. People passing by couldn’t help but notice the two of them—how easily they fit into each other’s presence, how their hands found each other, how their eyes locked like they had their own secret language. An elderly couple smiled as they walked by. A teenager elbowed his friend and whispered, “Goals.” In the theater, the lights dimmed, and the movie began. At first, it was just another romantic drama. But soon, the story unfolded into something more. Too familiar. A woman torn between loyalty and love. A complicated triangle of truth, betrayal, and second chances.

Thomas snapped the screen off, his swagger inflating further. "You heard me?" he said. "Remove the old man and the mutant. Ban them from the mall permanently." The boutique manager maintained perfect courtesy but stood firm. "Sir, do you even realize who you're speaking to?" Thomas faltered for a split second, his suspicious gaze flicking toward me. The photo had shaken me to my core, but I stepped forward, my voice like ice. "Say it again. Who is your girlfriend?"

Without money, their lives quickly fell into ruin. Eventually, desperate to return to the luxurious lifestyle she once had, Queenie resorted to taking out nude loans. But the contact information she left behind was all Lucas's. One night, a group of debt collectors stormed into their rented apartment and beat the sleeping Lucas half to death. Before leaving, they even took the bank card that the two had spent months saving money in. At last, Lucas snapped. Grabbing a kitchen knife, he rushed into the room and stabbed Queenie to death. Afterward, he turned himself in at the police station.

"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."

The Lighten coughs in blood trying to resist from the five beings. “This is hilarious! He really thinks he can still live after this.” Matteo grab the Lighten’s head and let him see the battlefield. “See?” The southern borders is covered with blood and corpses of the defeated battalion. The sand is all red, dark, and stinky. The battle has almost ended and the sight has brought pleasure to the victorious squad. “See?’’ “c-Cr-cro-crossbr-…crossbreeds…I-“ Matteo strikes him to death with his sharp stone mold. “That ends it here.”, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten.

Happily, he tucked it under his arm and kept browsing for possible additions to his book list for the week. As he was doing that, he stumbled over someone who was sitting on the floor, their back against the book case. As an apology already forming on his lips, he looked down to see who he’d almost stepped on. He couldn’t believe his eyes when Ceanna looked up, already protesting against the interruption. The moment she saw who it was, she shut her eyes in what can only be described as exasperation. “You have got to be kidding me,” she moaned. Immediately dropping down beside her, Keion smiled charmingly. “I see you’ve resorted to making me literally fall for you, babe.”

“Two wrongs don’t make a right. I did many bad things too so let’s call it even and forgive each other. Tonight, we start fresh, alright? Don’t go soft on me right now. It’s difficult to stretch myself out and you’re not small either.” [Smut scene was cut here and made available only to pa+reons for USD1 per month. The total length of this chapter is 3.5k words. Kindly support me as the creator for value-added content. No amount of complaining will make me publish it for free because the smut scene will not affect the story-telling. Unreasonable insults to the author without justified reasons will also not be tolerated and will be reported. Thank you for the support and if you're alright wit

••• Time passed quickly, after closing the coffee shop, Gemma and Cara parted ways as usual, but at that time it was so hard to be Gemma, she had to let her friend go alone in that condition. As Cara was walking, she felt like someone was following her, she could even smell his scent, very close to her. She stopped her steps and slowly turned her body, she gasped when she saw a man standing not far from her, looking at her with a smile on his face, very creepy. "Hey beautiful, why are you walking alone? It's going to be night soon, don't you know an Omega like you can't be outside like this" The man slowly approached Cara and Cara slowly took a step back.