Deadpool Crossover Novels & Stories

The vampires looked around in confusion, unsure of what was happening. "What's going on?" Rajan asked, his weapon at the ready. But Amanda didn't answer. She knew exactly what was happening. Hannah and Darell had arrived, and they were taking back the city. The vampires looked at each other, realizing that they were outnumbered and outmatched. With a snarl, they lunged at Amanda and her group, but they were no match for the trained warriors. Terra dodged a vampire's attack and drove a silver knife into its heart, while Rajan used his sword to decapitate another. Amanda grabbed a nearby stake and plunged it into the chest of a third vampire.

I push myself off the forest floor, pausing for a moment as I do to dig my fingers into the damp earth beneath me. I use my heightened senses to find my way back to camp. I stop short as I get close, hearing voices in the distance. “I called in a few favors,” I hear Gray’s deep, rumbling voice say in a low hushed tone. “And?” Cordelia presses. “It’s near extinction, not just for us, but for every pack,” He tells her. “Nobody thinks there will be enough to last another two months.” “We’ll figure something out, Gray,” She tells him.

Nathan Cross The bass rattles through the floor of Vortex like a heartbeat that refuses to die. The walls are obsidian. The air? Money and heat. Desire and rot. It’s not a club. It’s a cathedral. My kingdom. My kill floor. Politicians, CEOs, celebrities, and the wives they cheat on parade through the doors like royalty. Mink, diamonds, high heels and hollow stares. Their mistresses blend right in—just different shades of plastic.

My scream echoed through the forest as I watched my mate fall to his death. The warriors laughed, their voices grating in my ears. I trembled with fury and grief as the one holding a knife to my neck let go of me. I fell to the forest floor, my body shaking with sobs. They had killed our Alpha, my mate, and left me there to suffer. "Why?" I choked out between sobs. "Why did you do this?" The warriors didn't answer me. They mounted their horses and rode away, leaving me alone with my pain. As I wept, I realized that I was now mateless and I didn’t know what to do with my life, I had no reason to live.

The Lighten coughs in blood trying to resist from the five beings. “This is hilarious! He really thinks he can still live after this.” Matteo grab the Lighten’s head and let him see the battlefield. “See?” The southern borders is covered with blood and corpses of the defeated battalion. The sand is all red, dark, and stinky. The battle has almost ended and the sight has brought pleasure to the victorious squad. “See?’’ “c-Cr-cro-crossbr-…crossbreeds…I-“ Matteo strikes him to death with his sharp stone mold. “That ends it here.”, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten.

He hurried away, getting farther and farther. The bodyguards came toward me with the pot. I tried to escape, but the other bodyguard held my hands down. "No, let me go! I'm the real Mrs. Ford... You can't do this to me!" One of the bodyguards gave a mocking smile. "Miss Julia, this is Mr. Norman's order. There's nothing we can do." And with that, the boiling soup was poured over my hands. The pain was so intense that I passed out within seconds.

“Her parents were murdered some years ago. Apartment fire. The formal reason was gang-related violence. No arrests." My jaw tightens. "Which gang?" Lucas answers too slowly by a half. “One of the smaller parties which became afterwards merged in our operations in Madrid.” The room feels colder. I grab the pill out of his hand and read the information myself. The date. The location. The order chain. A cleaning-up job is permitted to prevent exposure. My approval. Not direct. Not intentional. But real. "Why was this buried?" I ask. “It was collateral damage,” I say to Lucas, I say. “It was believed to be at the time.”

The only mark he ever left on me was the silver ring I wore by my own request. And the cub. Not ours by blood. A stray from the western fires, burned and abandoned, who'd clawed her way into our territory and refused to leave. We called her Ash. She called us nothing—just stayed, and learned, and grew. "Fenrisa." Vex's voice was quiet. He'd felt my stillness. "The message said—" "I know what it said." Kael had stepped down. Three months ago. Not retired—abdicated. Passed the northern peaks to his second, taken a ranger's cloak, and walked into the deep snow where even pack-links failed.

’ I asked myself. Two people walked towards the car. One of them was tall, and the other was average height. My vision was blurry, so I couldn't see their faces clearly. I heard the sound of the remote control unlock the door and I pushed it open with the little strength I had left. Every instinct told me to run but just as I stepped outside, the dizziness increased and I passed out. *** Leah's P.O.V I opened my eyes and found myself in a room. I quickly got up and realized my hand was connected to an IV drip.

And now he was buying me time to escape. "Your grandmother said you'd be stubborn." Cael's laugh was harsh. "She was right. Now go, before I—" Something grabbed him from behind. A creature larger than the others, with arms that branched into dozens of smaller limbs. It wrapped around Cael like a net, pulling him back into the darkness. "No!" I started back down the tunnel. "GO!" Cael roared, and power exploded from him. The tunnel shook. Rocks fell from the ceiling. I felt the bloodline magic activate—felt him reaching out to every vampire in existence, drawing on their collective strength.