Dune Crossover Novels & Stories

Arachne then show her support by using her magic to create a smoke screen, which cause further obscuring their escape. As they emerged from the alley, Aria caught a glimpse of the city's outskirts. They were almost clear. But just as they thought they'd managed to evade the soldiers, a loud crash echoed through the air. Aria's heart skipped a beat as she saw a black SUV ram into the side of their car. The impact sent their vehicle spinning, but Erith's quick reflexes kept them on course. Arachne's magic surged, protecting them from further harm. "We need to get out of here, now!" Erith shouted, his eyes locked on the rearview mirror.

They can't keep their hands off eachother. As his band gets recognition and everything starts to turn around for them, Faris finds himself caught in a controversy one that could ruin his career and his dream. The band faces backlashes and is on the edge of breaking and on the other hand everything turns upside down in his fairytale love story.

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

"You know me. You've known me since we were kids. You know I'm not cursed. Don't listen to them!" "But what if they're right?" Tears ran down his face now. "What if accepting you means I'm going to die? I'm sorry, Kiera. I'm so sorry, but I can't do this." He took the ceremonial blade from Morio with shaking hands. The metal looked bright in the moonlight as he held it between us. "I, Tore Almond of the Duskhaven Pack, formally reject you, Kiera Thorne, as my mate. " His voice broke completely. "I reject the bond between us. I reject any claim you have on my heart, my body, my soul."

She paused. “But if we wait…” Her voice lowered slightly. “We expose them all.” For a moment, Dylan simply looked at her. There was pride in his eyes. And something deeper. Then he nodded once. “It’s decided.” The officers bowed their heads. Ronan pushed away from the table. “Well,” he muttered, “this should be interesting.” ⸻ Far away from the Red Claw palace, in a small rented estate hidden along the outskirts of Moonstone territory, a messenger arrived quietly at the back gate.

"My father won't send reinforcements. We will be entirely on our own." "We’re already targets, Dante," she replied, her hand locking onto the hilt of her silver blade. "And I’m not letting another cousin die in the dirt because an Alpha told me to wait." I didn't answer. I slammed the shifter into sport-mode, the engine roaring as the armored SUV tore away from the Silvercrest lines, running straight toward the mouth of the viper. The Western border bridge was a monument of cold stone and razor wire, separating the industrialized concrete of Silvercrest from the lush, jasmine-scented forests of the Gardens. But today, the beauty of the trees was choked out by a massive, grinding wall of armo

The DOD would see exactly what she wanted them to see…a revolutionary technology led by a mysterious but brilliant CEO. Just like Silvermoon would see exactly what she planned to show them…a cold investor evaluating distressed assets. The omega who'd fled in tears had been replaced by a strategist who played three-dimensional chess with million-dollar pieces. Both the Pentagon and Silvermoon would learn that Elena Cross didn't just compete…she dominated. Her reflection in the darkened window showed a stranger's face. Harder than the girl who'd believed in fairy tale mates. Colder than the wolf who'd howled for pack acceptance. Stronger than anyone who'd dismissed her as weak bloodline could

As soon as Theoden followed, a sudden gust of wind howled behind them, and the woods fell silent again. “We’re close,” Selene whispered. Luka and Darius remained behind to guard the entrance to the pass, too injured to press forward. They wished them luck with quiet nods and tired smirks. Selene and Theoden continued alone, moving through the twilight. The trail narrowed, twisting between towering stones that glowed faintly in the last light of the sun. Then they saw it. A small stone door, set into the face of the cliff. Covered in moss. Carved with the same crescent symbol.

Zara’s POV The wheels of the carriage where I sat rocked slightly as it moved forward, the clatter of potholes against the dirt road filling the silence. I sat stiffly, my hands resting on my lap, my fingers twisting together anxiously. Every breath felt heavier than usual, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me as Alpha Cade's words replayed in my head. 'A meal for the feral wolves'

The wind howled across Caelthorn Ridge, thick with ash and memory. The scent of scorched magic hung in the air, clinging to Selene’s cloak like regret. She stood on the highest crest, eyes locked on the horizon where the leyline fracture throbbed like a wound in the sky. Behind her, Rowan, Agnes, and Vera moved in silence, each of them aware that this battle would not be like the others. This wasn’t just a clash of blades and wills—it was the crossing of something far more fragile: blood, identity, and memory long denied.