Deadpool Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

Damien adjusted her hair with surprising tenderness. “Whatever happens in there,” Kael said, looking at both of them, “we face it together. No regrets.” “No regrets,” Damien echoed. Serena smiled through fresh tears. “No regrets.” They stepped out of the greenhouse hand in hand — a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch, bound by blood, grief, love, and growing desire. The final descent into the Nexus awaited. As they approached the glowing archway once more, the fusion creature had grown even stronger, now absorbing the bodies of fallen infected around it. It blocked the entrance completely and spoke with a chilling new clarity:

[A/N:- This chapter is exclusively for the Beauty 'DUA' and the BEAST 'ARIN' from another dimension. What happens if they meet before the tragedy or Dua never falls into the Dark World or never gets reborn but simply clashes with ARIN KASHYAP, makes him insane for her, and gets married to him? Let's read now] DUARIN:- Shades Of LOVE 1} (MATURE Content 18+) ARIN KASHYAP's POV:-

I prod and Maddox bites his lip, trying not to laugh. “But also because Julian has a crush on Dana.” “What!? Jariah’s Dana? Dana, we promised to keep safe while Jariah looks for a place to settle in and make his pack of rogues legitimate? That Dana?” Maddox nods his head, trying to bite back a smile. “One and the same.” “How the hell did that happen?” I ask him, feeling completely blindsided by this new information. Maddox leans forward, his hands moving to the desk as he boxes me in. His lips brush mine as he speaks.

The green shoot at the base suddenly erupted, its vines wrapping around Xander and me, weaving us into the very fabric of the biological ledger. The Final Exchange The White reached us. It didn't hurt. It was a sensation of being unraveled, thread by thread, and then rewoven into something impossible. I saw the billionaire romance, the Spire, the werewolves, and the mud all merge into a single, shimmering point of light. "Find me in the new draft," I whispered, my voice disappearing into the White. "I already have," Xander replied, his voice a ghost in my mind. The world went white, but the story did not end.

He went berserk and tried to hunt Lily down for payback, but her new boyfriend's goons beat him to a pulp and tossed him onto the curb. That was my cue. I swooped in and took over Julian's company without breaking a sweat. Frankly speaking, I was always the superior leader. If I had not been so blinded by love in my past life, unable to see what a total piece of trash he was, I never would have ended up dead the first time around. I threw myself into work after that and forgot all about Julian. However, two weeks later, a gruesome story hit the news. Some middle-aged guy broke into a woman's apartment in the middle of the night, tortured her to death, and then dove off the thirteenth-floor b

Like maybe the men were really asking; like maybe they were more than just flirting to pass the time as they all drove from Utah to New York, and now back west again. Briley had been alone in the van with Dux and Drake for almost ten solid days, ever since the group of them had peeled away from The Garden of Divine Light, leaving Gideon dead on his back and his Guardians and women-servants keening and wailing. She still felt incredibly guilty about the women but she knew that Wolf Connor, President of The Road Devils MC, and Ice Johansson, the ice-cold blond beast who didn’t seem to possess a single emotion, were staying on top of things.

He gave me a nod that said phase one was complete. They thought they married a pawn today. But I was never a pawn. I was the goddamn queen, and they just gave me a front-row seat to their own destruction. This wasn’t a just wedding; it was a blood pact waiting to be broken. And the minute Grave Maddox walked through that door… I was going to slit the devil’s throat with the same hands that wore his son's ring.

My throat was dry, every breath shallow with dust and smoke. Then came the laughter. Low. Mocking. “Well, well. Sleeping beauty wakes.” One of them stepped into the dim light, his eyes gleaming feral yellow. His teeth flashed too long, too sharp. “Alpha Zaiden’s precious mate.” I clenched my jaw, refusing to speak. Refusing to give them the satisfaction. A kick drove into my ribs, white-hot pain exploding through me. I gasped, curling instinctively, but the chains dragged me back.

Like I would ever steal someone she liked. What I didn’t expect was how weak this body was. Three cups in, and my head was already spinning. Caleb was even worse. His face was so red he looked like someone had smacked him. He was adorable in a ridiculous way, and I poked his cheek without thinking. His eyes went glossy like he might cry. Then he let out a soft, broken sound. “Jennie…” A jolt ran through me. My whole body felt feverish. I leaned closer without meaning to.