Darth Vader Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You won't die, Vesper. All you want is the title of Luna and the power that comes with it. Fine. Take Darius. Take the title. I don't care anymore." I turned to leave, disgusted by this cheap drama. But suddenly, there was a scream and a splash behind me. I turned around in shock and saw that Vesper was no longer where she had been standing. "Help! Help!" A panicked scream came from the river flowing beneath the bridge. "I can't swim!" My father ran toward the bridge, but before he could do anything, a man emerged from the forest—Darius. His face was red with anger as his eyes met mine.

Once our enemies, always our enemies. "You will regret betraying me, Victor. And I always left you and your back alone because you once saved my son's life. Give me my daughter and granddaughter, and I'll leave you alone. They belong to the original family, and I will get those wolves out of them, even if I have to cut them out myself. All I have to do is kill the wolves inside of them, and they will become vampires. Original vampires, like they were meant to be. Zander, you have gone too far. Our families have been enemies from the start. You may think that you are clever. You make my daughter fall in love with you and lose their mind. Now, I have to deal with a granddaughter who is a hybri

The girl spoke as they all stared with shocked gazes. “What?! That’s the Crossvale scum? The Orion blood,” one of the males muttered with anger and disgust. Celeste was close to tears as sadness filled her insides just as she felt their stares of intrigue and hate intensify. “The true scum would be you bastards; you are here for the eclipse and not to look at her like entertainment,” Vada called just as the males scurried away. Vada winked at her. “Thank you so much, Grand Healer Vada.”

- He said. - I've had women. - He said. “But what I have to spare is time. - Vandal said. – Who knows or you dedicate your life to them. - He said. - I would say yes. - Said Vandal caressing him. - And have your own pleasures for eternity. - Said Dark-Dragon. - Imagine how many people. - He said. As Vandal caressed her breast, he was about to take the tip of her nipple and as he moved down to her navel.

I don’t know the consequences but I had to do this. “I, Thalia Carnell, renounce the lunar pack and tag myself as rogue” A slight pain shot through my nerves but I had known better. I stepped out of the border, I could hear a loud growl indicating the alpha had come to know of my leaving our pack. I sprayed some smell maskers and ran again.

The healer. "My mate is being targeted," Dax said. "Someone is reaching into her dreams. I want to know who and how." Vera spoke first. "There's a legend. A rogue Alpha named Vesper Cross. She leads a pack called Shadowfen. They practice blood magic." "Blood magic?" "Using the blood of fated mates to enhance power. Vesper has been searching for a way to steal the strength of mate-bonded offspring." Vera looked at me. "She would want your children."

I needed to give my body time to reboot. I managed to find a tree trunk and re-enroured against it. I exhaled deeply, pressing my fingers to my temple, trying to piece together the vision I had just witnessed. My past life as Neriah. Corvus, no, Xander. The Dark One. And what I had done to him. From everything I gathered from the vision, I didn't even know who the villain was anymore. Everyone seemed to be hurt. Did Neriah run away with Thames? The vision I had about being in a field with lots of dead people with Kael and Finn dead… does it connect to everything?

Their belief in my skills as a warrior and their unwavering loyalty touched me deeply, especially knowing their Luna Daisy, my childhood best friend, stood beside them. Yet, as I contemplated the evening ahead, there lingered a bittersweet scenario. Would I encounter Darius amidst the festivities? After five years, would he even recognize me, or had his heart been firmly claimed by Princess Celestria, as rumors suggested? I heard whispers that they now had a child together, their love seemingly sealed by fate and duty.

Rory said, joining his brother to stand in front of me in the most dominating position, causing me to gulp. “I, Rory Caddel, Reject you Daphne Lycanster as my mate,” I let out a loud cry as pain surged through my body. Without letting my writhing figure recover, Rex added, joining his brothers. “I, Rex Caddel, Reject you Daphne Lycanster as my mate.” Another howl erupted through my lips as a wave was thrown my way, my wolf begged to be released. I wanted to run before Ray dropped his rejection.

But for now, I need to survive. Panting heavily with a hand to my side, I took solace behind a rock pile, shifting from my wolf form. Looking down at my bleeding foot, angry tears pricked at the back of my eyes. How exactly did I end up here? Just when I thought my plans would work out as expected, that treacherous Vader chose to do whatever pleased him. I'm glad he met his end. It serves him right for double-crossing me.