Deadpool Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I had seen that face four days ago. I had seen it buried in a pillow on my own bed. I had seen her naked, fucking my husband. I had heard her scream Caleb’s name while I stood in the doorway. Cathy. The model. The "colleague." The woman who had helped destroy my marriage was standing in the middle of the clubhouse, wearing a Midnight Reapers support shirt. My stomach lurched violently. Bile rose in my throat. Reaper said something to her and she threw her head back, laughing again. She leaned in and kissed him. It was a deep, open-mouthed kiss that staked her claim.

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.

"I'll get you a grimoire, and you can start your own. Of course, the one I gave you belongs to your people. But that doesn't mean you can't have one of your own." I nodded, knowing that time was of the essence. Xander was waiting for Cruz's location. And every moment we wasted was another moment that Cruz was captive. Daphne raised her hands over the bowl, and the flames grew brighter and taller on the candles. Then she cupped her hand and made the motion of scooping up the fire from on top of the candles and set it in the bowl. Even though there was nothing on her hand, flames flared from the bowl. I gasped, for in the fire was a vision of Cruz. He was tied to a chair in some dark warehouse

And though Hailey didn’t know what had shifted, she knew Damon Cross was at the center of it. “Tell me something, Ava,” she said, leaning forward. “If you had a choice… would you stay in Clarisse’s world, or walk away from it?” Ava blinked, startled by the question. Then, for the first time that evening, she let herself smile, a small, dangerous smile. “Maybe one day you’ll see,” Ava murmured. “I don’t always do what my mother wants. POV: Damon The copycat sat trembling under the sterile glare of CrossTech’s private security wing. Damon didn’t usually involve himself at this level, but this wasn’t a usual case.

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

Then, without a single sound breaking the humid air of the pavilion, the mate-bond inside the center of my soul violently snaps tight like a severed iron cable. The sudden, kinetic jolt travels straight through my marrow, making the gold-and-violet light in my eyes flash with a sharp, blinding intensity. Clyde’s head snaps up instantly, his pupils completely black with a sudden, feral recognition as the tether between our souls screams with a localized alarm. Alpha Jaxon has just crossed the border river boundary—and the dark, aggressive rumble echoing through the bond tells us he isn't alone.

I started screaming to get their attention, “Dalton! Dalton!” He didn’t even look at me. He just kept his eyes on hers and a smile spread on his face. He looked like he had been drugged. I yelled to him again and he finally looked at me, but it was too late. The woman lifted her hand and closed her eyes and Dalton’s large form was lifted into the air and his human body disappeared and a large black wolf took his place. She lowered her hand and the wolf came back to the ground, “This is how you will remain. A slave to the moon and to my coven until the day you die.” The wolf whimpered and bowed to the woman’s harsh words. A loud beeping came into my dream and I could see light starting to sl

My tracking and stealth might be essential to saving the Beta’s cousin. “Damien, you might even meet your mate, so try to make your uncle proud,” Dee says. “What do you know that I don’t?” I ask Dee who pretends to zip her lips. “My mate is in that pack, isn’t she? Or he? Or they?” I pause between each variation awaiting something to confirm but she remains silent and isn’t giving me anything to work with, however, I am certain, I will be in for an interesting ride. Once I’m ready she grabs my arm and that nauseating rush of being sucked into a dimensional rift and spat back out thousands of miles away takes hold. I am more used to it than I’d like to admit, but it’s still unsettling.

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.

The only person who outranked him in fear and power was Kaiden. People were relieved when he was gone. And now, he was back again. But that wasn’t the worst part. I watched as Eloise struggled to speak, her lips parting but no words coming out. Nyx had warned me that she would react like this, if not even worse. Because Cross wasn’t just a nightmare from the past. He was her nightmare. And that was because she and Cross used to be fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. Until things went south between them and he started to make her life a living hell before he finally got banished.