Danmachi Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

As much as Dante wanted to punish them but he knew that it wasn't the people's fault. So Dante and Daniella has taken in consideration the people, they didn't want to force them to move in to their pack either. Therefore, they decided to give Crescent pack to run by Carla with her mate none other than Cameron to help her. It was surprising to find out that he was her mate that she told Dante who was mated.

Asher I can still feel the warmth of his blush against my skin and still see the awkward smile on my face. How did this happen that I ended up completely whipped for Liam Marsh? How does this make me any better than Dale or Brock? From denying my sexuality and acting like a complete asshole towards him to the point of abuse. Speaking of which, I don’t even fucking know what my sexuality is at this point; all I know is that I want to see Liam right now.

“Get your asses down here before the whole damn pack starts wondering what’s keeping you. And clean yourselves up while you’re at it.” Damien pulled back just enough to glare at nothing, still panting against my chest. “If I could kill him through the bond, I would,” he muttered, licking my nipple like a petty act of defiance. “Stop it,” I hissed, shoving at his chest, but my blush only deepened. Because gods help me—I was already wet again. _____________________ Would I be considered a traitor if I cheered internally for Camellia while she kissed Darius? Probably. But damn if it didn’t feel right.

SELENE. For some really weird reason, I didn't know how we got to his bed, but there I was, looking like a sacrificial lamb about to be slaughtered on an altar. But right now, that altar was Damien Cross. I could feel his heat before I even opened my eyes, lingering in the air like smoke. The bed shifted beneath me as Damien pressed closer, his weight deliberate, commanding, undeniable. My pulse raced, my breath shallow, and I had no idea how I was supposed to be strong now.

He is ruthless and heartless. ______________________________________________ Damon was sitting on the bed mentally cursing at his faith... Cursing that he just got married to his brother's girlfriend and love... The same girl who gave his brother so much pain... Now that which is his wife... He was waiting for her to come... So he could start her journey of hell. But little did he know he indeed got married but not with Liliana Miller but with Luciana Miller... An unknown broken Angel... Luciana slowly opened the knob of the room and again closed it after entering the room. But froze against the door.

It wasn’t fear yet. But the animal in them sensed a predator older, darker, and infinitely more willing to ruin the world for one person. Damian moved before thought could catch him. One heartbeat the Cross men were standing—smug, breathing, existing—and in the next, they were meat. Claws tore through sternum, bone cracked like dry twigs, and Damian ripped them apart with a violence that felt… sacred. Righteous. The chamber walls were painted red before the bodies even hit the floor.

“Welcome to your new role, Nova. My perfect little muse.” As I left the mansion on shaky legs, the taste of my own pleasure still on my lips and the memory of his mouth devouring me burned in my mind, I realized how deeply I was falling. I had come here to write better scenes. Instead, Damien Cross was turning my body into the living research for his filthiest chapters. And I was already desperate for the next page.

The anchor link surged— not fully formed, not stable, but triggered by the forced pulse. Aiden collapsed to his knees. Dante caught him, holding him tightly. “Aiden—Aiden—stay with me—” Aiden’s fingers dug into Dante’s shirt, voice trembling. “Dante… The link— It’s starting— whether we want it— or not—” Dante crushed him against his chest. “Then we finish it together.”

in a flash his finger was deep inside her making her scream in both pain and pleasure. "Ariel came to my room this instant" Damien said to Ariel through the mind Link using his Alpha tone. ______ Damien's words echoed in her head and she Wondered what she had done this time, he had left the Lightroom angrily and now he had mindlinked her to come to his room.

' 4 seconds left'FUKKKKKKEEEYOU GAMMEE~' Closing his own eyes pulling Daisuke by his neck placing his own warm lips upon the cold onces. 'Please, at least I don't want to die by the hands of the character I made myself'