Danganronpa Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You’re not thinking clearly, Cullen.” He was right. But I didn’t care. I reached out and touched his forehead. A reaper’s touch to another reaper’s mark is sacred—ancient magic. A spell of banishment. In a blink, he vanished into the mist, leaving behind his death note. I picked it up. “Paige,” I read aloud. A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “So… you were meant to die tonight.” But not on my watch.

It was a legend from the first generation of the Cross—buried, forgotten, forbidden. He hadn’t even known his son was capable of forming one. That thought alone drove him down the hall, away from the punishment he couldn’t bear to witness. Lady Fleurance and Grace Cross remained frozen, hearts thudding in their ribs like trapped fists. “Please…” Rose kept whispering. “I will change.” Dallion leaned forward, his face now void of expression. One hand rose to her mouth. “I hope you will. After this.” And then he placed his thumb over her two front teeth. Slowly, purposefully, he forced them out—one by one.

“You think this is a joke?” “Oh no,” she replied, setting her glass down. “I think it’s foreplay.” He froze caught between rage and desire. And that’s when her phone buzzed again on the table. Damian’s gaze dropped to the screen. The message glowed bright and bold: Sky Adams: Still waiting for that rescue plan, Mrs. Cross

“When you finally get to the reaper, you leave this life behind after the fight. I’ll get someone to prepare you a whole new identity before the fight. Your death would be faked as an accident, and then you leave for a whole new country, Africa preferably. They won’t be able to get you there.” “If I survive,” I blurt out calmly. “You will survive,” he assures, turning back around to leave. “Fine. Then promise me something too,” I demand, gawking at him. “What?” I get up from the bed, walking closer to him by the door, “You’ll stop holding back, forget the past and present, stop seeing me as something you have to cross a line with, I’m not and will never be your daughter. After I end The Reap

When Damien Cross pushed the door open, this was the breathtakingly beautiful scene he saw. Damien Cross wore a mischievous smile on his face. "Ronan, I haven't seen you for a long time. What have you been busy with lately? Haven't seen you out for fun." Damien Cross was a relative of Ronan's, belonging to the subordinate family of Zenith Ventures. He was also a bit of a playboy. The two were close friends, often hanging out together. However, recently, Ronan hadn't been out for fun even once.

Cynthia smartly snatched her dieary and thenCynthia hit her elbow in his stomach giggling . " I won ...without any superpowers boom ." said Cynthia . " Ahan nevermind ." said Damon giving an eye roll . " And don't you dare to read my personal diary again ." said Cynthia narrowing her eyes . " I already read that all ." said Damon smirking ." All your stupid fantasies ...literally everything ." he added . " You are douchebag ." said Cynthia leaving her mouth wide open . " Unfortunately it was your last year diary ...so i didn't get anything important accept your wild fanatsies ." said Damon .

she said angrily. "What is the authority playing at?" Damon asked as he clicked on another file, a male Beta, unmated, transferred, similar symptoms to Anna. He flicked back to the first file as the name Anna rang a bell, putting it together when he saw the name, Rong. Rong from JuJu "come out from the shadows?" he muttered to himself.

Darren cleared his throat as he said not knowing how to address her. " Dana... The name's Dana" the tanned lady said, introducing herself. Darren just shook his head and sighed exasperatedly as he said, " look, Dana. I hate to break this to you but, I'm not into any of this. I'm being forced here to be with you... I know it might sound disappointing as you might have been looking forward to this but, my father made you false promises. As you can see, I'm already mated to someone else." Darren craned his neck to show her the bite mark on his neck as he calmly explained.

Before long he would have that braid of hers loose, the long strands wrapped around his hand as he and Daniel worked her body. He and Daniel leaned on the hood of the truck as they watched Zariyah run into the large field of wildflowers that swayed in the mountain breeze. Flowers everywhere. “First stage complete.” Damon turned to Daniel, who raised a brow in question. “We’re a third of the way there.” “Let’s hope she likes the rest of our plan.” Damon snagged the blanket, the basket of food they prepared, and towels from the back of the truck. Daniel lowered his voice so Anya wouldn’t overhear as she approached, her hands full of a massive bouquet. “I can’t get the image of her having a wet

I ordered a drink and then went to take a seat at the table before I noticed Damien taking a seat at the table next to mine. “What do you want?" I asked. “The world doesn't revolve around you man. Aren't you supposed to be inside comforting your screen fiancée?" “You can go do that if you want. I'm a very busy man." “Yeah, you indeed are busy trying to claim a baby that's not yours. I can't wait to see the look on your face once Scarlett clears the air," he answered before I began to laugh. “You must think that scares me huh? I'm Daniel Cross OK. Nothing scares me, not even advice from small boys like you," I said about standing up when my Mom walked towards my table and ordered me to sit.