Deadpool Crossover Novels & Stories

“I knew we should have killed her when we had the chance.” “You didn’t want to deal with the paperwork or go on leave,” Devon muttered. Michael shrugged and nodded. It was true. We had a run-in with the Trivisonnos a couple of years ago and Michael had almost killed Sera in the crossfire. It was an accidental shot and if she had died, she would have been a casualty of circumstances. The circumstances were that she was with the mafia when the FBI was raiding their warehouse. Michael had felt guilty about the incident. Apparently, his guilt was short-lived.

"Victor is now a hot eligible bachelor. Who wouldn't be dazzled by him? I doubt she'll be able to keep this act up when she sees him." "Ha, a gold digger like her might not think Victor is good enough now. She's probably trying to reach for someone from an even more prestigious family, like the Campbells." "Speaking of the Campbells, I remember something. A distant relative of mine knows the Campbell family's driver. "He said the family's youngest son secretly got married abroad. Apparently, he pursued his wife with everything he had. They had a baby just two months after marriage, and now the family of three is blissfully happy."

I wanted to say something — to protect her, maybe — but she was already moving toward the exit, professional mask firmly in place. Tyler’s warning echoed in my head: Be careful. That night, back at the apartment, the silence pressed in like gravity. Tyler’s room was empty now, the extra sneakers by the door gone until next weekend. The space always felt larger without him — quieter, lonelier. I opened my laptop, scrolling through the online articles about the clinic. Every headline was the same: ETHAN COLE RETURNS — THE COMEBACK CONTINUES From Scandal to Second Chances: The New Face of Redemption

*"She clawed her way out. She remembers the name you buried." Eden lifts the key, its frost melting into his scarred palm. "Where?" The wolf dissolves, its final whisper scraping my skull. *"The Crossroads. Where all debts collect."* --- The Crossroads festers beneath the wastes like a poisoned root. We descend into a derelict subway station, its tiles slick with black mold, fluorescent lights flickering over walls papered with missing-person posters-each one Eden's face, dates spanning centuries. The heart seethes. *"Her obsession is *pathetic*."*

He was wearing a black hoodie that covered half of his face, a jeans trouser, sunglasses that were completely unnecessary for someone inside a supermarket. "Rana? Rana!" That familiar voice beamed happiness and he embraced me tightly, resulting in a startled squeak from me. I was scared at the guessed bad guy. "Who the hell are you?" I managed to shove him off, drew my eyebrows into a pissed frown, "that voice, it's familiar." I muttered with, nodding my head in approval but really perplexed at the fact that my brain wasn't waking up to recall it. "It's me," he looked around for a while then took off his glasses and raised his hoodie a little bit to show the glorious face of my one and only,

She even swiped his remaining tech team just for kicks. By the time Julian sobered up enough to care, all he had left was a mountain of debt and a hollow shell of a business. 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.

Shoulder pads cracking as muscles bulged unnaturally. Kael shifted fully into his massive wolf form and met them head-on. The bridge shook under the weight of the battle. He tore through former teammates, tasting blood that once cheered with him at games. Damien shadow-stepped through the chaos, ripping arteries. Serena rained arcane missiles that exploded in brilliant violet bursts, lighting up the night like deadly fireworks. The skybridge groaned… then collapsed. They jumped at the last second, crashing through windows into the girls’ dormitory common room below.