Crossover Crack Novels & Stories

I slid them with my hands and threw them to the floor, shattering them all. I looked at the vanity mirror again and before it could permit my inner mind to speak again, I threw a perfume glass on it, violently breaking it into pieces along with the perfume glass, allowing the strong fragrance of the perfume to diffuse and get into my nose for me to perceive it's choking smell. "She must be crazy, you're crazy, you're all crazy." I yelled, speaking to no one in particular, moving backwards and ignoring the pain that I felt in my leg from stepping on something like a glass.

His hands and legs trembled as he fought the urge to fly across the track and make him pay hard. The train inched forward as another loud blare sounded in the distance, this time, much closer. Both men stood their ground, heaving, unflinching, and unwilling to back off, their eyes spitting fire. The train from the other end slapped past, forcing them to abandon their feud. Dev broke the connection and backed up into the compartment with a head that felt like it was about to explode. ***

“Nurse! Nurse! Can we get some help here! Her water has broke!” Cassie was in panic mode, calling everyone while I’m in a wheelchair being drag towards somewhere and the pain that I felt in my head is nothing from the pain that I felt in between my legs…. and I can’t believe this is happening… any hour of this day I might get to see my babies… I can’t wait. “Ana!”

Conri growls… “Cr-crossbreeds…You a-are in-indeed a c-catastrophe…Y-you must vanish or else…I must inform them-“ “Do you know what? Why crossbreeds remain legends?” “Yo-“ “It’s because…no one has ever lived after seeing them.” “Ug----kkk!” Conri pulls the ice bow from the Lighten’s knee and watches him slowly losing his breath. "Con, is it not done yet?" Royu flashes in front him like a flowing soundless lightning. "Yeah, let's go. Where is everyone?" Conri asks. "Matt is already cleaning the mess. What should we do after this?"

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At seventeen, Damien Delta severed all ties with his best friend. Without a single word or explanation, he cut Harrison Kane, out of his life completely. For years, Damien stayed on the circuit, masterfully calculating his schedule to make sure their paths never crossed. When dodging Harrison became too difficult, Damien quit driving altogether, stepping away from the track to build the cars instead. He thought he was safe behind the scenes. He was wrong. When the Delta empire faces complete ruin, Damien is forced to break his own golden rule. Dragged out of retirement for SLAT—the most prestigious, brutal racing tournament in the world—he has to step back into the driver's seat.  And

You’ll be beggin’ on your knees for me [Song: Beggin’ On Your Knees] "Victory!" Nadine shouted and then she gave us a high-five. "Hello everyone! We are CriMeNaL, we’ve set this stage on fire! Good night!" We are backstage now because we just finished our gig. I put my drumsticks in my bag and then put them on my shoulder. The name CriMeNaL is derived from five female names. ‘Cri’ stands for Crissa, our band leader and vocalist. 'Me' stands for Melissa, obviously, it's me, I'm the drummer.

Taken over by his scorching tongue. But at the time, Jenny wasn't sure if it was right to use the word coaxing based on the way Jason nurtured her femininity. Because the truth is, she feels in those moments that he starts to punish her with the insane level or degree of happiness that only the young man is capable of giving her.

" oh? Won't you tell me why you spent an hour in the Shower, or are you... " " I think I have developed a crush on someone. " I suddenly said interrupting my cousin, Sia. " What! " She exclaimed Suprised. " When? , How and on Whom? " She asked. " Calm down Sister Sia, I only told you that I have a crush on Someone and not that I am getting married, alright? " I said. " I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? "

Nathan Cross The bass rattles through the floor of Vortex like a heartbeat that refuses to die. The walls are obsidian. The air? Money and heat. Desire and rot. It’s not a club. It’s a cathedral. My kingdom. My kill floor. Politicians, CEOs, celebrities, and the wives they cheat on parade through the doors like royalty. Mink, diamonds, high heels and hollow stares. Their mistresses blend right in—just different shades of plastic.