Novel & Cerita Dc Crossover Fanfic

"Fine. But I play to win." Cross's smirk grew as he allowed himself to be pulled closer, his eyes never leaving mine. "Oh, cara," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark promise. "You're going to lose so beautifully." With a sudden burst of strength, I pushed him onto the bed, sending him sprawling back onto the mattress. He looked up at me, surprise flitting across his features, before his eyes lit up with excitement. He was enjoying this, enjoying watching me lose control. I reached behind me, my fingers fumbling with the clasp of my bra, desperate to show him that I was in charge now. With a final tug, the garment fell away, my breasts bouncing free. The cool air of the room kissed my s

" His plea only made me laugh. He wanted to use me as his scapegoat again? Did he really think I would be his fool for life? I crouched until our eyes were level. I gripped his chin tightly and whispered into his ear, "In our previous life, you and that woman drained me dry. And in this life, you want to suck me dry again? Patrick, do you really take me for an idiot?" His eyes widened in horror. "You... You're also..." "That's right," I sneered. "Just like you, I was reborn." Patrick shook his head frantically. "No... That's impossible! If you were reborn, then why didn't you buy this lottery ticket?"

But Dax was looking at me with those dark eyes and his hand was warm against my face and he was the only person in three years who had ever made me feel like I wasn't invisible. "I'm trying to," I said, and it was the most honest answer I could give. He kissed my forehead, soft and quick. "That's enough." He blew out the last candle stub and the chamber went pitch black. My hand found his in the darkness and his fingers closed around mine. I couldn't see a single thing without my wolf's night vision, but he could see perfectly, and he pulled me toward the passage entrance without hesitating. The passage was narrow and cold. Stone pressed in from both sides and the ceiling was low enough that

she said, evenly. “Oh good,” the woman breathed, relieved and disappointed in equal measure. “Though it’s not as if a little financial… creativity is unusual, hm? New wealth makes people clumsy.” Cameron’s smile thinned. “I don’t think you want this conversation on the record,” he said pleasantly. But the woman was already pivoting, her eyes snaring another guest. “Phoebe, darling—you remember Damon’s ex-wife? The Crosses have taken her in. Isn’t it marvelous? A modern fairy tale.”

It didn't fall; it simply decompiled, raining harmless sparks of sub-ether back down into the raging river a mile below. On the far side of the canyon, a massive, collective cheer went up from the allied army. Dax stood on the far cliff, looking across the mile-wide gap at me. Even from that distance, I could see the fierce, unbroken pride in his stance. He keyed his comms. "Ghost," Dax said, his voice soft, meant only for me. "I owe you a new set of cables. And a very long vacation." "You owe me a world first, Pres," I managed to laugh, sitting up and wiping the blood from my nose. "Now, how the hell do I get across?"

“You breathe too quietly.” Jace gave him a look. “That’s the complaint?” “I like knowing the person next to me is alive.” Jace blinked. Then, just for a second, he smiled. “I’m told I sleep like I’m preparing for an ambush.” River smirked faintly. “Fits your vibe.” Downstairs, Sasha was already waiting with two coffees and a digital tablet loaded with chaos. “We have three new headlines,” she said as they sat around the sleek kitchen island. “One of them is a fanfiction about your forbidden love. You’re apparently married in an alternate universe.”

I swear she has a sixth sense. Heads up. Damon Cross threatened Savannah. Oh my God! I was not expecting that. What? Where? Here? Yep. And Charles Hale has a love child. Are you high? No. Truth. His name is Nico. Story breaks later. Ok. Wow. I’ll be out of service a few days. Hmmmm. That sounds suspiciously like something she probably shouldn’t do. Tell me this isn’t a bad decision with the man you just decided to divorce for your sanity…

His and Aiden's relationship is like those toxic siblings that love to be at each other's throat but when the time comes, they stand for each other too. "Come here, Aurora." Dominic said and that's when she noticed that he is already in bed. But that's not what shocked her. He was half naked with only in his trousers and his upper body was full in display. The hard eight pack abbs standing proud as it showed the hardwork he did on his body. "Don't make me repeat myself, Aurora." He said and she immediately took baby steps towards him. She reached the bed and hesitated as she joined them in the bed. On one side of bed it was Xavier and on another side it was Dominic. Aurora was lying between

The soft scent of freshly brewed tea wafted through Riele’s living room, mingling with the distant hum of a playlist Charlotte had picked—gentle acoustic love songs that filled the silence between conversations. The coffee table was buried beneath magazines, color swatches, and a notepad scribbled with names and ideas. Riele sat cross-legged on the couch, flipping through a bridal catalogue, while Charlotte and Kim debated the merits of an outdoor ceremony versus an indoor one. Utter leaned back in the armchair, half-involved, half amused, nursing a glass of juice like he’d been roped into something way beyond his understanding. Hope was sleeping soundly beside them.

she finally managed to gasp out, her voice hoarse with desire. Cross slid another finger inside her, his movements slow and deliberate at first, but gradually building in speed and intensity. Marceline's moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure and need. "Ahhh... ouch... ahhhh," she cried out, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her. She was so close, her body teetering on the edge of orgasm, but just as she was about to fall over that precipice, Cross pulled his fingers out, leaving her empty and aching.