Dc Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Right?” “Exactly right, babe.” Dux gave her a brilliant smile. “So you see… everything’s worked out the way that it was supposed to. We’re all where we’re meant to be.” “That is the truth,” Drake said, and she heard it in his voice, the slow, smoldering heating up. “Although, I do believe that we’re probably all meant to be somewhere a bit different soon enough.” “Do you think so?” Briley asked, her voice constricted with rising lust. “Where do you think we should all be that’s different?”

Darcy looked at the weak bitch lying in front of her eyes and left from there. Xavier looked at Darcy with the Pain in his Heart and before anyone could notice them, he closed the doors of the room. He slowly licked the bleeding part controlling his urge to Consume her. He licked her over there making her Heal faster than she always does. He doesn't want her pain to last even for Eight Hours like it always does. He is the only one who knows her Secret and he wants to keep it a Secret.

Rocco whispered to Darby, "I can't believe my life became an uncertain event of a fairytale... My best friend is a vampire and my girlfriend is a witch.""This is not a fairytale but reality," spoke the vampire hunk."I have this," Xandra spoke in hushed tones as she gestured towards the protection necklace.When Rocco and Katrina went away there were only two people...Darby and Alexandra."I won't hurt you, my love," he said, low in the voice as he sits next to her.His hand reached up to her hair, then to her cheeks and at last on her neck.He could feel the thumping of her veins and how miraculously the blood ran through those veins."You know you are one of those people I want to run away from

She was wearing a silk robe and holding a tablet, looking like she had been awake for hours plotting her next social move. "You need to wear the blue tie," Helene said without looking up from her screen. "I'm not wearing a tie." She finally looked at me and sighed. "Dante, please. It is your first day at Cross Industries. You need to look like you belong there." "I don't belong there. Harlan forced me into this job so he could keep an eye on me." "Harlan gave you an opportunity," she corrected sharply. "Do not throw it away just because you want to be stubborn. You have a seat at the table now. All you have to do is play nice."

The crucifix dangled from Damian’s fingers, swinging slightly between them, the dim candlelight glinting off its tarnished surface. His boots clicked against the stone as he stepped closer. Then he was kneeling in front of me, his dark eyes burning into mine. “This isn’t just mine,” he murmured, lifting the crucifix, pressing the cold metal against my collarbone before dragging it lower. “It’s yours too.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “Feel it.” I gasped as the crucifix touched my clit, the cold shock of it stealing my breath. My back arched, my hands flying to grip the fabric beneath me, my nails digging into it.

"How much of us are we going to give up in order to keep her?" Damian's words just sat there in the silence of the bedroom, suspended like a bullet. Ava didn't answer. She couldn't. Because she already knew, on a deep level. The Crosse family wasn't just requesting marriage. They were requesting blood. **** Earlier That Morning The text still remained on Damian's phone screen as Ava walked into the room, towel-drying her hair. She froze in mid-step upon seeing his face.

She watched the third person in the picture and smiled. "That's right stupid man. Kill Lucy like planned but always in my style". The joy showed on Clara face was beyond anything ever seen. She knew the crush her brother had on the blue eyes angel when he was a kid. She also planned for Edward Duncan to take him away from France, as far as it will ruin Jason Duncan.

The lights are only blue that gives one a cold vibes but the air is hot. "Aahhhh!", Aria was shocked to see the big orcs that shakes the ground as they move a step. They are walking like giants in the road, and one took a look at her that made her tremble in despair. "Who are you?" The girl is even more shocked when the Dybbuk sniffs her intensely. She noticed her lost control of her power and her disguise was dispel. "Y-you.." "A Crossbreed!"

I can’t deny that my body reacts to him, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing it fully. “Do not tell me you’re going to argue with your own body now, Purrey. That’s cheating,” he murmurs. I bite the inside of my cheek, swatting at his hand again, though this time it’s weaker. My knee shifts just slightly toward him, a betrayal I immediately regret. He leans ever so slightly closer, and I can feel my heart stutter. “Crosswalk…” I whisper, voice small, wary. “I know,” he replies, low, rough, almost tender. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

he hissed. He laid her down, his movements rough and efficient. As he began to thrust his fingers into her, her body shook with the force of it. Watching my best friend tremble under his touch sent a flare of jealousy through me. I wanted it to be me. I mirrored her movements, my own fingers moving frantically as I watched him finally enter her. He slammed into her with a raw, primal intensity. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, terrified they would discover me lurking in the dark.