Dxd 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

I mind-link just my father. “I knew she was in danger. Thank you, son. I’m in the middle of it, your mom is with me” my dad pants. He sounds badly injured. I rush towards him and my mom, taking down as many of the bastards as I can. Maddox’s coat is painted with blood. I am about 200 yards away when I spot my parents. My dad’s back was turned to fight off another wolf, he is badly injured, his left hind leg is broken and his side is bleeding badly. My mom also has a big side wound, and she had a big gash on her face, but she is not bleeding as badly. Maddox pushes forward even faster to get to them. I am so focused on getting to them that I don’t see the large greyish wolf approaching them.

I have scraped up knees and bruised palms to show for it. My sister adapts quicker to roaming in the forest than I do, learning where to put her feet, and how not to snap as many twigs, but I won’t allow myself to consider what the wolf said about her is true. CeCe is human. She doesn’t change into a monster beneath the full moon. And this monster who drags us through places humans weren’t meant to go, isn’t her father, our daddy is Jack Allen Cross. A computer analysist who has a bad sweet tooth and likes documentaries about how things are made and likes to cook everything on a grill and likes to laugh over bad jokes and is the only one who can make Mom smile on her bad nights and who loves

“You’re going to fix it.” She almost laughed again. “Fix it? Damon, there is no fixing this. The Crosses are everywhere—media, law, finance. The only thing to do now is ride it out and pray they get bored.” But even as she said it, she didn’t believe it. The Cross family didn’t get bored. They got even.

“That feature on Cole? The board loves the angle — redemption, resilience, human heart. They want a follow-up. Something more personal.” My pulse skipped. “A follow-up?” “An ongoing series, actually. His comeback isn’t just one story. He’s the talk of the league again, and readers eat that up. They want depth — training camp, his foundation work, the family dynamic… all of it.” The family dynamic. My stomach sank before I could help it. Dana added, “You’ll coordinate with his rep. She said his brother’s managing his local outreach — a Tyler Cole?” I froze. “Tyler?”

He stayed there, grinding slow, making sure every drop stayed in. “Fuck… take Daddy’s load,” he growled. Damien followed right after, thrusting deep into her ass and flooding her with his cum. He held her tight, breathing hard against her shoulder. Jax pulled out of her mouth at the last second, stroking fast. He painted her tongue and lips, then pushed back in so she could swallow the rest while the other two stayed buried inside her. Cum leaked everywhere. It ran down her thighs in warm, sticky trails, dripped from her ass, coated her chin. She was a complete, dripping mess — limp, trembling, utterly used.

"The coastal station is compromised. There’s an old subway tunnel five miles from here that leads to the 'Dead Zone'—the ruins of the first city. That’s where Life Zero began." ​We ran. ​The five miles felt like five minutes. With the Scythe active, my physical limits were gone. I was a blur of violet light, and Julian—connected to me through the bond—kept pace, his movements fluid and lethal. We were no longer a doctor and a patient; we were two halves of a single, devastating storm. ​We reached the entrance to the "Dead Zone"—a rusted iron gate swallowed by overgrown vines that pulsed with a strange, sickly blue light. This was where the "Modern World" ended and the "Supernatural World" be

The weather condition in the place is good, and they are very sure, the radio transmission can reach the heart of the forest. That moment Dexter is busy looking after his son, playing near the creek running after, the dragon flies, of different colors. He is trying to catch them, but they fly away every time, he come close to them. Shayne is simply staying on their background, she is very happy, seeing Dexter caring their son. “Why not use your power so he will not be having hard time catching them?” “It is not proper to use it every time, he should try to know to do things by himself”

He slapped my cheek and I moaned unintentionally causing him to grunt angrily. "I'm going to dominate you Zax," he growled menacingly and I smiled happily. Dregs pulled back and started burying himself deeply into my bowels. I was grunting and moaning loudly and he was too. It felt fucking amazing and when he pulled himself out completely I frowned.

Alex slumped on top of me with a layer of cum coating both our chests. "That was fucking good," he mumbled against my neck. "I don't think we need to buy condoms anymore," I said, making Alex chuckle. He slowly pulled out of my hole and I could feel his cum drip out of me. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I shivered from the sensation. Alex then went down and dragged his tongue from my navel up to my chest, filling his mouth with my cum. Alex then gently grabbed my jaw, opening my mouth, and letting the cum drip from his mouth into mine. Alex watched as I swallowed my own cum, a satisfied smile filling his face.