Dxd Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I can only seem to breathe heavily and moan like I was in some kind of heat. I was though. I was very hot at the moment. It was like someone had set me on fire. And that someone was the alpha of the Crimson Moon pack. Xavier soon grows impatient, the flicks of his tongue getting desperate as he sought for something. I hear the sound of papers being swiped aside, books thrown and I swore I heard something break. But Xavier doesn't pull away, neither of us do. My hands reach in his hair, tugging at his soft strands as I am too desperate for something he alone can give me.

Croix chuckled, rubbing harder and then slipped three fingers inside of me thrusting hard in and out. “Fuck baby, you’re goddamn wet.” He groaned near my ear. “What will your precious fiancé do when he sees you fucked hard and all wet for your stepbrother, hmm? He’d be petrified and maybe hard on seeing you looking so good being my whore.” I moaned then gritted my teeth. He alternated rhythm pushing me to the edge. Just when he started moving his fingers faster and I finally felt the incoming orgasm, he pulled his fingers out and licked them clean.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

As he leaves, I return to my desk and pour myself a drink. The One was once Damien’s friend. Now he wants to watch him suffer. Victor may be Leah’s useless father, but that means nothing here. Cross is coming. And we are more than ready.

she said drawing her top over her head, but Danté stood up lifting her, turned her and opened the door. "I said, maybe next time" he sneered at her and closed the stall. Xena sighed and dressed again, maybe she saw too much in him? She found him attractive but she had to admit she also chose to be a huntress, therefore love may not be permitted, so even if she knew him for years and now started seeing him as a man, she couldn't help be haunted that this was the only thing that would happen between them, sex, and nothing else. She left the stall and found her seat next to him again, drinking on his bottles, soon he'll be a wreck, will the Cross even allow him to continue if he finally breaks?

, Daxon growled in my head and I sighed in sadness. "I don't want to, buddy. I really don't want to hurt her too but you know what happened the last time we trusted a rogue. You know what happened the last time I decided to see kindness in one of their kind. I almost lost you too, Daxon, I can't let that happen again", I said into the mindlink and that made Daxon even angrier.

Whatever it is though, there’s something about them that takes away any common sense I have. “Now,” Xavier growls into my other ear, his lips brushing my skin as his big, thick fingers push between my legs. “Now you’re in big trouble, little girl, this is supposed to be my job”He murmurs as he plunges his fingers into me. “You were too slow, like I said less talking more fucking"I say aggressively. Dorian's P.O.V. Fuck do I want her. We both do, badly. Like we’ve never wanted any girl ever. It’s like nothing exists but her.

I turned instantly and my chest tightened hard. Dax was running toward us fast, his breathing uneven, blood staining the front of his shirt again while fresh blood dripped slowly from his nose. Panic replaced everything else immediately. “Dax!” I shoved away from Valerio instantly this time and rushed toward Dax before grabbing his face anxiously. “What happened?!” I demanded. “Why are you bleeding again?!” Dax grabbed my wrists immediately like he needed reassurance I was real. “What happened to ME?!” he snapped breathlessly. “You turned into a supernatural track star and nearly launched yourself into a fountain!”

I growled, crouching low, "I'll rip that book out of your hands and burn it with you." "You can't even touch me, Alpha." Xander opened the Ledger. The pages began to turn on their own, a blurred storm of parchment and ink, "You see, in the new history I’m writing, you never made it to this mill. You never even left the pack house. You never even fell in love with Darius.” He slammed the book shut. Suddenly, the world around me began to blur. The sound of the saws faded into a dull hum, and the honey-coloured wood of the mill started to grey and rot before my eyes. The heat vanished, replaced by a biting, supernatural cold.

Allegra’s Pov In the dim glow of moonlight, Xander and I engage in conversation, and with each word, I'm drawn more into his world. His strength and commanding presence are captivating, making me realize how much I'm drawn to him. We delve into the intricacies of the mating ceremony, a topic that doesn't exactly excite me, but I listen intently because it's him sharing it with me. As the night grows colder, I can't help but shiver, and instinctively, Xander wraps an arm around me, pulling me closer. It's a comforting gesture, and despite the mundane topic, I find myself enjoying the warmth of his proximity.