Deadpool Crossover Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

As if she hadn’t just had an epiphany and belted out an unforeseen prophecy. When I look at Maddox, he is as pale as snow. His breathing is shaky, and for the first time in his life, he seems afraid. “It is happening. Heather, this is not good.” And I can feel his words run down my spine… Welp, guess I need to make that call to Delaney after all. Maddox stiffens as someone mindlinks him. “Jenson says they found someone outside of the borders. A little ways back from where you said you found this woman. She is in the dungeons now.” He says grabbing my hand.

“The Collapse Weaver. You wove reality, Jessica, but it is flawed. Your hollowness is my triumph. Surrender, and reality ends in peace. Resist, and it burns in chaos.” Kade’s roar was a desperate cry, his claws slashing at Nihil, his love for Jessica a fire that burned through his pain, blood dripping from his wounds. “You’re not taking her! We’ll tear you apart first!” Nihil’s form pulsed, and the loom flared, weaving a vision that broke them: reality dissolved, the nexus ash, their bonds erased, Jessica’s hollowness consuming her, her companions’ screams fading into silence. The vision was a certainty, a future where love, hope, and existence were nothing.

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.

’ With a voice as loud as she could possibly muster, Tara cried “Help Liam! Please help! Liam! Liam! Liam!” The room instantly filled with light and the smoke disappeared. Brandon dropped the rifle and stared with disbelief. Tara ran to the window. Demon wolves were exploding everywhere. She peered through the receding smoke and flames and watched Dominic shift himself into the same wolf she encountered on the roadside. Liam stood before him with outstretched arms while the wolf slowly transformed back into Dominic’s form and he laid twisting and writhing while he fought off the energy destroying him. Within a matter of minutes, the field was empty, the fire was out and Liam was gone.

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:

The scene was one of utter devastation. Bodies lay scattered across the ground, torn apart as if by a wild beast. Blood stained the grass, its metallic scent mixing with the strange magical energy in the air. The wounded cried out in pain, their voices a haunting chorus of despair. It was a nightmare come to life. “Goddess,” Delilah whispered, her hand flying to her mouth as she took in the carnage. “What happened here?” Beta Cross shouted, his voice filled with anger and disbelief as he confronted the survivors.

*Lana POV* A chill runs through me as I hear Maddox’s feral cry ring out and morph into that of an angry howl. I can’t see him, not with him behind the wall of men shifting and charging what must be where he is. Everything in me says to run forward, help him, but I’m stuck, useless as the wall he had held so firmly in place come crashing down and his emotions roll through me like a fucking tidal wave. So much anger, so much pain, so much damn brokenness.

And I knew it was his way of apologizing to her. This moment reminds me of that post. And that post reminded me of the tragic union Cross and Chelsea had, as well as the tragic love between Zachili and Oasis. It makes me feel sorry for them despite myself, and it makes me realize that my fate may not have been as bad as I thought it was. Today, I’m alive. My mom is breathing well. Oasis has recovered from her addiction and is doing fine. And, most of all, Zeath is by my side. He loves me. I love him. We both know we will love each other to death.

KHLOE’S POV. “Hi girlfriend.” I heard him say in his deep masculine voice as he leaned in to place a kiss on my forehead. His right hand going around my waist. I felt anger, and hatred surge through me. My eyes landing on the same lips he had spat on me with, few days ago, days before my death. I suddenly felt the urge to puke on him. Why? Why him of all Wolves? Why did the moon goddess have to mate me to the same Wolf that made my first life a living hell?

“Viktor wants a seat at every ritual. Permanent blood exchange. His blood mixed with ours.” Aurora looked up, lips glistening, eyes dark with lust and suspicion. “And what do we want?” She slid two fingers deep into Sophia’s soaked pussy, curling them slowly while sucking gently on her clit. Sophia’s back arched, fresh milk beading faster at her nipples. “We want everything,” Sophia gasped, hips rolling against her sister’s mouth. “They think they’re marrying into power. We’ll make them disappear inside us.” That evening, the merged bloodlines gathered again.