Dbz Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

None of this seemed real. I walked to Drakon's body and looked down at him. "You did not choose me in this life," I said softly. "Do you know, the blue dragon from our past life? I created him with the Blood Rite. For you. So you could have an heir. And you killed him with your own hands. Drakon Vexis, you should have died long ago." His eyes snapped open. They were filled with regret and unwillingness. But none of that mattered anymore.

One of them was Elara. The creator. The world traveler. The woman who had lived hundreds of lives. The other was Ji Yunxi. The ordinary girl who had died before any of it began. The original. Elara's voice trembled. “If we merge…” The woman answered quietly. “Only one of us will survive.” Silence. The heartbeat returned. Louder than before. Once. Twice. Again. The ordinary woman began fading. “No.” Elara rushed toward her. The woman smiled. “I knew this would happen.”

She leaned into my ear and whispered maliciously,"Sister,it's about time you tasted what it feels like to be looked down upon in this life." I carried Ignis and walked onto the field.The beastmen in the surrounding stands whispered among themselves. [Dragons are descendants of ancient gods,after all.Even if they're considered bad omens,their power shouldn't be underestimated in a real fight,right?] [Give me a break.I bet Bjorn will win hands down.He's the most explosive werewolf warrior...] The beastmen around us eagerly placed their bets. The moment the trial started,Chloe and Bjorn,empowered by their mating bond,experienced a massive surge in strength.Within moments,they had me retreating

It meant that my own wolf connection would be faint, that the pack would never truly see me as the true mother of the line because her bond was real, written in the stars by the Moon Goddess herself. The illness of the body’s old memories mixed with my own panic. For a whole minute, as I sat in that beautiful hut surrounded by sunflowers and hibiscus, I felt a deep, crushing regret. I regretted ever transmigrating into this stupid series. I regretted waking up in this body, and I hated the scriptwriter who had set this entire trap for me to die in. Ling Zhou set her cup down on the table with a soft *clink*. She looked at me, her eyes dark and calculating despite her innocent face.

“You don’t understand! An excellent furnace is meant to sacrifice oneself to make another person successful. When the time comes, as long as I manage to absorb her Yin energy through the Red Pill, my powers will grow significantly. I’ll be able to break through my bottleneck.” The two people speaking were none other than Byakko and Tristan Coleman. Unfortunately, Tristan had no clue that Daya had already lost her virginity to Alex. The things Tristan said made Alex want to kill him directly. “Suzaku’s whereabouts are unknown. I don’t want to wait another day. Tonight, I’m going to sleep with Daya. Anyway, the Stoermer family will be very glad about me doing so,” Tristan said.

But instead, she looked at Ocean as she ended her sentence. Ocean: I am so sorry. I don't think we have ever met before. Ocean asked her in confusion and Dabria shook her head. Dabria: No we have not. Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Dabria the Curse. And I am the daughter of Mr Kart's friend. She introduced herself to Ocean and Ocean smiled. Ocean opened her arms for her. Dabria hugged her back. Dabria: For the first time I felt like the welcome hug was genuine for me. Pardon me but I am not very much welcome anywhere.

Issei said after that he got up and feel like he has grown taller, then he walked to the nearby lake to wash himself. So that's pretty much the prologue of mine, and I recommend you to read the original fanfic before reading mine because I'm just gonna skip most details since I don't really memorize each detail because I'm too lazy, but be warned because the original is not for the faint of heart. But it's satisfying when you know how they will regret it even if its a bit OOC, now my idea is pretty much issei will be transported to a different world but maybe met ophis and lilith along the way :s hmm i'm still thinking about it. And the time difference maybe about 1 year in the other world 1

We'd chatted animatedly that night, but my fixation on Steven had blinded me to any potential spark. Little did I know that Levi had been maneuvering behind the scenes and enlisting Joyce to play matchmaker. It dawned on me then that, in my past life, Joyce had persistently tried setting me up with someone. It might have been Levi. His intense stare pinned me in place, his brown eyes mirroring only my reflection. "There's no escaping me now." I shared my family's toxic history, expecting him to bolt. But compassion flooded his features, his voice soft with empathy. "I fell for your drive and smarts first. I saw you as this invincible force. But now, I realize you've been carrying wounds, too

I owe you coffee. Casey glanced at her phone's clock: 8:47 AM. Just enough time to shower off yesterday's grease smell, grab her Burger Blast uniform from her backpack, and catch the bus across town to the Crossroads Complex. She'd been pulling extra shifts anyway to build up her couch-surfing fund—Jordan was great, but she couldn't impose forever. As she stumbled toward the bathroom, her laptop caught her eye, still open to the document she'd been working on. Chapter twelve of her dragon novel stared back at her, cursor blinking accusingly at the half-finished sentence about elemental fire magic.

Slowly, I turn. He’s at the base of the stairs, looking up at me. Calm on the outside. But I know him. There’s something tight beneath it. Good. “Don’t follow me,” I say. He doesn’t even hesitate. “We’re not done.” A bitter laugh escapes me. “We’re very done, Crosswalk.” I turn again and continue up the stairs. This time, he follows. I can hear it. Measured steps. Unhurried. Certain.