Danmachi Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Another message comes in. Alexandra. Proud of you. I smile. The city lights shimmer across the water, fractured but beautiful. For the first time since this began, I don’t feel like a symbol. I feel like a woman with a future. And somewhere ahead of me—not defined, not promised, but possible—I sense the shape of a life that belongs to me. Not to betrayal. Not to power. Not to anyone else’s narrative. Mine. Chapter 52 POV: Damian Cross I don’t sleep.

The Northern room’s UV lights danced right through the approaching figure while two figures were pressed behind the curtains. Damon gave out a girly cough which made the duplicate approach the curtain from where the sound came. Suddenly, the duplicate felt himself skating furiously on something slippery and fell down with a thud. Kael came out from behind and tore the neck of the duplicate, decimating it to nothing. “I told you the lube would work,” Damon chuckled through the mindlink. “Just remind me to stay away from you, lube lover,” Kael mindlinked back. “You mean pussy lover,” Damon corrected him with another chuckle through the mindlink.

Waiting for Reaper to come and save me. I had been playing the damsel, hoping the big scary bikers would come and slay this dragon so I could be at peace. But the bikers were just different kinds of monsters, when it came down to it. My mind went away from the clubhouse, away from the smell of leather and the promise of violence, and back to my upcoming marriage and the white-walled prison. Caleb. The name didn't make me cry anymore. All that came was calculating anger. I closed my eyes, and the memories of the last few years weren't like attacks anymore… they were just… evidence. Like a courtroom.

Damon I stepped out of the healing chamber and groaned inwardly. My mind was a mess, and I was going crazy. After I found out Roxanne was my second chance mate, I quickly left the room. It came as a surprise to me. I never thought I’d be able to get a mate again, but here the moon goddess was blessing me with a second chance mate so soon. As if it couldn’t become any more shocking, my second chance mate was Roxanne, my childhood best friend whom I had ordered out of the pack six years ago when I discovered Mia was my fated mate.

[Gia’s POV] Damen’s words about moving in, danger, and something that might have followed us home keeps pulling and nagging in my mind. This is all so much to take in. Is nothing truly a myth or fairy tale? Dante is downstairs playing Blockcraft on the video game console with his bodyguard Jackson, those two are already starting to bond.

Look. He started a text thread. > R: Phase One is complete. Ava's recollections were destabilized. Phase Two begins after Cross has been entirely separated. > Unknown: Don't let the youngster survive. > R: Cross interfered. Changed outcome. Will revise the narrative. Ava put her fingers across her mouth. "They planned it. Every motion. Even if you have memory loss. Damian's eyes narrowed. "Rachel. Subject: R. That's her." Liamn looked over.

Damen said before he pushed me to the ground. "Rose," Poppy said "I was going to take it easy on you, but since you want to be difficult, I changed my mind," Damen said. He got on top and I tried to kick him again but he woudln't let me. "That won't work this time," Damen said, and then he punched me in my face so hard my vision became blurry. "Beloved!" Was the last thing I heard before darkness consumed me

When his fingers dipped into my underwear, I grit my teeth. “You’re so wet, Nova,” he said softly, lips and nose pressed into my neck. Damian was the one touching me, but he sounded just as affected as I was. His finger slipped past my clit, finding my hole where he spread my arousal around. I peered down, seeing his tattooed hand disappearing into my lacy underwear. I smirked—I liked how that looked. The tip of his finger dipped into my hole, feeling me just for a second and I heard him groan.

I glare up at Levi Crosswalk, hatred tightening every muscle in my face. "I reject you, Levi Crosswalk, and I will never be your mate—in this life or the next!" I spit, venom dripping from every word. His jaw clenches. His hands curl into fists. "And I reject you, Anastasia Purrey. I hereby break the mate bond between us. You’re free to prostitute yourself wherever you choose." His words are cold, cruel, deliberate. The insult lands like a slap. I raise my hand—rage burning in my veins—but he catches it midair and yanks me close. Too close. I can feel his breath against my cheek.

‎ ‎“It’s enough! No matter what, I won’t marry Lila. Since she likes Haru’s dick that much, they should be with each other!” ‎ ‎My mother grabbed my arm so tight it hurt. if it weren't for the long sleeve, I'm pretty sure I'll bruise.“You must marry her!” ‎ ‎“I won’t!” I yelled, pulling away. “Apart from her cheating… I love another.” ‎ ‎Haru laughed cruelly. “Who could fucking love you back, you pathetic excuse?” ‎ ‎My eyes searched the crowd and landed on those mismatched eyes. Without thinking, I ran to the stranger and hugged him tightly, whispering against his chest: