Crossed Novels & Stories

Leo growled, his voice low and possessive, wrapping around me like a claim I couldn't escape. He didn't give me a chance to argue. His mouth slammed down onto mine in a deep, bruising kiss that completely cut off the air in my lungs. It wasn't gentle, and it wasn't safe, it was heavy with pure, territorial jealousy, a frantic collision of lips and teeth that tasted like iron and raw anger.

*Cabroń* *Blyad* Xavier and Marcus, both cursed walking back to their cars, once their trucks had crossed the border without any further inquiry. ************

“I am focused.” I leaned back, folding my arms. “This friend is in a position of authority. Over someone else.” Rod winced. “That’s already not great.” “It was. … unexpected,” I said. “And now he doesn’t know what to do.” Rod considered that. “Does this someone else know a line was crossed?” “Yes.” “And did they cross it back?” The answer came too quickly. “Yes.” Rod’s eyebrows shot up. “Well damn.” I closed his eyes briefly. “Don’t make this worse.”

“Seems fitting.” Silence fell. Then Kaden exhaled slowly. “There is one problem with that plan.” I raised an eyebrow. “Just one.” “The old crossings answer to intent,” he said. “Not authority. Not bloodlines.” I felt the hum respond instantly, a quiet, curious pulse. “That’s not a problem,” I said softly. “That’s an invitation.” We moved before doubt could settle. No ceremony. No long goodbyes. Just motion. Purpose. Packs shifting positions without being told, instincts aligning like gears clicking into place. The land felt alert, like it knew something important was happening and wanted to be useful.

The moment of hesitation cost me. One second I was standing between them—Alexander with his desperate love, Markus with his poisoned truths—and the next, something flew through the broken window. Fast. Too fast to see. Too fast to dodge. The cross struck my shoulder. Not hard enough to pierce—it was the flat of it, not the tip—but the silver burned. Oh God, it *burned*. I screamed, stumbling backward, my hand flying to my shoulder where the metal had seared my skin through my shirt.

he hissed. He laid her down, his movements rough and efficient. As he began to thrust his fingers into her, her body shook with the force of it. Watching my best friend tremble under his touch sent a flare of jealousy through me. I wanted it to be me. I mirrored her movements, my own fingers moving frantically as I watched him finally enter her. He slammed into her with a raw, primal intensity. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, terrified they would discover me lurking in the dark.

The sky was smeared in muted gray, the kind of morning that made the skyscrapers look taller, sharper, like they were cutting into heaven itself. I pulled up to a red light, tapping my fingers against the steering wheel in rhythm to the song. And then—my music cut out. My heart jumped when his name lit up across the screen: Renzo❤️. A squeal of excitement escaped me before I could stop it, my palm slamming against the steering wheel in a ridiculous honk that made the driver next to me glare. I clapped a hand over my mouth, then took a deep breath before answering. “Amore,” his deep, smooth voice filled my car—and it filled me.

Esca jumps to Conri’s arms and hugs him. “Well done, Esca!” Conri pats her head gently while looking at the battlefield. He saw the captured Lighten in his peripheral view, struggling from the attached ice bow in his left knee. He runs towards it and, “Hey…” The captured lighten is shocked and cannot even move a single step from where he is. “Don’t bother thinking about getting out from here alive.” Conri growls… “Cr-crossbreeds…You a-are in-indeed a c-catastrophe…Y-you must vanish or else…I must inform them-“

*tsk* "Nine minutes~" Erik waited for Joan to reach them in the corridor, and as she did, the group heard someone cursing loudly, followed by a crack and bang sounds. *crack-bang* Joan turned back to look at the door of the meeting room and raised an eyebrow at the sound. Leona and Susan giggled at that and Erik let out a chuckle. "It seems that someone couldn't hold back and try to curse another." Erik looked at his wrist watch and added.

“It was just some toad eggs. Why are they putting on such an act?” I forced myself to lift my head, fury blazing in my eyes. “My parents rushed here to attend our wedding, only for you to disgust them with this filth and then demand they apologize to someone else. “Do you even have a heart?” Seraphina seemed to realize she might have gone too far and hesitated for a moment. Alaric immediately clutched himself and cried out in pain. “My skin’s been burned so badly. Will you still want me, Miss Vale?”