Dune Crossover Novels & Stories

We are on the way back to my cabin, the trees rush by in a blur. Jax said that Helen and Toby, her grandson, weren't hurt. Just that the wizard or with had torn apart their shop. Jax said that the pack is already working on fixing it, everyone has come together to fix or replace her shelving and windows. I plan on picking what I can from my garden and taking it to her. I'm lost in my thoughts as we drive down the dusty road, me and Jax holding hands between the seats. Every now and then, he looks over at me and smiles, or reaches over and puts his hand on my thigh, running little circles with his fingers. The little tingles and sparks our bond has given us give me shivers. His voice breaks m

Dane elucidated. "I hope Cruz's mate reveals herself tonight," I sighed, gazing upwards. The sky stretched out before me, a serene expanse of unblemished baby blue with no cloud in sight. "I've told you, Raya, I won't allow him to mark you," Dane's golden eyes locked with mine as we simultaneously turned to face each other. There was a fierce intensity in his gaze as he reiterated his promise. "I cannot bear the thought of Cruz making you his mate. He may believe he is acting for the right reasons, but he is being an imbecile."

Travis calls out above the rumble. The wind whips around us like a storm suddenly brews. I lift the dagger and without needing guidance it peels down an invisible sheet, creating a hole encircled by a green ember. As if the air was sizzling and burning away wherever the tip of the dagger touched. “Holyshit! It's working!” Tawny cries out, “Don’t stop!” ***** LAMIA The day was the same as always, warm but not too warm. An orange hue lit up the daytime sky, turning purple as the day went on. I walk with Kellen and Seneca down to the water. The thin strips of fabric we called clothing clung to our bodies.

Russo’s POV The sun and the sand had ways of beating down on a man. The dunes shimmered in the oppressive heat. Russo lay on a rocky outcrop and he could taste the sand in his mouth. The dunes were far behind them now and the sun would only set in three more hours. They had located a rogue group of wolves that had entered one of their camps and gotten their hands on weapons that even they weren’t supposed to have. They had to destroy the weapons along with the rogue group before questions that nobody had the answers to were asked.

He does have pale skin, also very well sculpted muscles, dark eyes, and black hair that was a bit longer on top and shaved shorter on the back and sides. “Lastly, this funny fellow here is Alex,” he motioned to the shortest of the four men, who had curly blonde locks that came to his ears, a scar on his left cheek, and a warm smile. “It is nice to meet you all,” Dante proclaimed while dumping some gluten free pancake batter into a large mixing bowl. “Yes, it is a pleasure to meet you all,” I said with slight suspicion in my mind. “Kitten let’s sit and I will tell you more about us and why you need protection,” Damen said softly to me. Jace placed two cups of coffee and some creamer on the ta

Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators. "Well let's just say Mandy is more of a woman than you are." David Austin, current Alpha of the Rose Moon pack, nonchalantly replied. He's a tall guy with navy blue hair and dark brown eyes. Though he was physically unfit to be even called an Alpha. David's lineage have this trait ever since but they are incredibly strong.

"Victor, I've been looking for you everywhere. As the alumni representative, you need to give a speech on stage." He followed the administrator but kept looking back at me. I thought today's chaos was over after that he went away. But before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, Victor publicly presented a diamond ring. "Back then, you said you wanted to use 'Wild Roses' to make me a wedding ring. Now it's my turn to propose. Claire Webb, will you marry me?" The auditorium fell silent in an instant, and the eyes of over a thousand people fell on me. I twisted the wedding ring on my left hand and calmly watched Victor walk down from the stage, step by step toward me.

“Even if you forbid me, I will still cross.” The Guardian bowed its head in hesitation. “If you go, you may not return unchanged .” Dax’s grip on his blade tightened. “I already haven’t.” Ahead, the border was not marked by stone or ward like every other border in Volaria. It was marked by silence. The forest thinned abruptly, trees bending away from a vast fissure in the earth. A canyon split the land open like a wound that refused to heal, its depths flooded by darkness. Dax dismounted, dismissing his horse. Instinctively, no living thing crossed this place.

Enough to make her wonder if the man who had once loved her—who had once fought beside her—was still there, buried somewhere beneath the mask of the Alpha he had become. But it was too late for hesitation. He had already made his choice. “Do it,” Darius repeated, his voice steely, like ice breaking beneath the weight of his own conviction. A pair of warriors stepped forward, their faces emotionless as they unsheathed their blades. The pack stood, watching in silence, as the first warrior raised his sword, its edge gleaming under the harsh light of the torches. Selene’s breath hitched, but her resolve held firm. She wouldn’t show fear. She wouldn’t let them see her weakness. If this was her e

Cassia’s breath stops, her aura a final flicker, and my scream is primal, lunar light erupting, the blade singing. I’m the Convergence—bridge or ruin—and as Veyra’s tide crashes, Cassia’s sacrifice, Taryn’s crumbling relic, Renn’s redemption, and Maddox’s vengeance collide. The blade demands a heart, Voren’s fortress waits, and I know: this fight, this loss, is only the beginning.