Deadpool Crossover Novels & Stories

"But being her dad doesn't make me a tool you can summon when convenient and discard when not. I'm not a shield to throw in front of danger or a shadow to shove aside when you feel embarrassed. "You've pushed me away again and again, let her call someone else 'Daddy,' and made her feel as if I wasn't supposed to be in the family. But now, suddenly, you remember I'm her dad?" My fingers pressed against the cold glass, my blurry reflection staring back at me. "Hearts are made of flesh, not iron, Willow. Once they're battered, they naturally shrink back." On the other end of the line, her breath came fast and uneven. She was about to say something, but I cut her off. "I'll wire more money for t

"Me, Reid, Killian, Austin. Drew will when he turns eighteen." "What about me?" "What about you?" "Will I ever work for them?" "No." His tone closes the door on it completely. "And you won't. No more questions, Andrea." I lean back and let it go, for now. My gaze moves to Austin beside me. His shirt is off, and the tattoos covering his torso are impossible not to notice up close. Intricate patterns, sharp geometry, delicate linework running from his neck all the way down, stark against his skin.

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:

I staggered and Pelin caught my arm. “Follow my lead!,” I said. “We can do this!” I met her eyes and I knew she felt it. We drew the heat in, the pain, the exhaustion, the fear. We did not fight it. We let it shape us. The sand beneath us began to melt. “Sunburst Core!” we cried together. Light erupted from the ground, ember-golden and blinding. Heat surged outward in a roaring wave. The sand fused into glass beneath our feet. Leo screamed as the flames and shards hit him. Scorpio shrieked as the light burned through his armor.

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.

Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp. Strips of cloth and bent and broken metal, that just a few hours ago were tents, lay in tatters, skewered all over the ground. Tons of blood stains the dark brown forest floor. Torn pieces of bloodied flesh scattered across our campsite. I can’t help the sigh that escapes my lips. Luckily, nobody is paying any attention to me. “They’ll be okay,” Bo answers, his blue eyes dark with the reality of our current situation. “I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.”

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.

The white sparkle was gone and she knew the curse was no more. She swayed on her feet when the huge double doors burst open and there stood Hunter with Rasmus, Luca, and Draken. Her eyes fell on the slit on Hunter's eyebrow from where the blood was oozing out before their eyes met. Jade pearls gazed into hazel dunes and tingles ran down their spines. Hunter inhaled sharply and her heart dropped smelling the most pleasant scent. The hidden part of herself whispered the truth gently in her mind while Hunter growled in absolute disbelief.

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.