Dxd Crossover Novels & Stories

It didn't fall; it simply decompiled, raining harmless sparks of sub-ether back down into the raging river a mile below. On the far side of the canyon, a massive, collective cheer went up from the allied army. Dax stood on the far cliff, looking across the mile-wide gap at me. Even from that distance, I could see the fierce, unbroken pride in his stance. He keyed his comms. "Ghost," Dax said, his voice soft, meant only for me. "I owe you a new set of cables. And a very long vacation." "You owe me a world first, Pres," I managed to laugh, sitting up and wiping the blood from my nose. "Now, how the hell do I get across?"

said another. Dev sat around the living room with his mother and the Saxenas. He kind of felt nervous. One, ever since he could remember, Rajan Saxena, a retired NRI, was never-so-friendly looking. With his haphazard smile, close-cut hair, square jaw and stony face, he looked more like a retired cop than an NRI. Dev dared not look at him. He feared that Rajan with his black, beady eyes could see right through him and access his deepest, dirtiest secrets, one that only he knew.

The lights are only blue that gives one a cold vibes but the air is hot. "Aahhhh!", Aria was shocked to see the big orcs that shakes the ground as they move a step. They are walking like giants in the road, and one took a look at her that made her tremble in despair. "Who are you?" The girl is even more shocked when the Dybbuk sniffs her intensely. She noticed her lost control of her power and her disguise was dispel. "Y-you.." "A Crossbreed!"

The ache blooming low in my stomach like something sacred had been ruined, rebuilt, and claimed as his. The bruises haven’t surfaced yet. But I feel them coming. And I want them. God help me, I want them. He didn’t just fuck me. He dismantled me—slowly, deliberately, with that voice like smoke and steel, and hands that didn’t ask. They took. They owned. Nathan Cross is built like sin wrapped in precision. That chest—solid and unforgiving—pressed to my back while he whispered filth into my ear. Those hips—moving like he had all the time in the world to make me scream his name.

Different from the p**n guilt. Before he could close the distance and mutter a quiet “You good?”, Coach’s whistle sliced through the gym like a gunshot. “Listen up! Jason ain’t coming today—” “Why?” Todd blurted immediately. “Shut up, Todd, let me finish speaking.” Coach rolled his eyes so hard it was a miracle they didn’t fall out. “Apparently he had some problems with his education. Taking a short break. I’ll rearrange the rotations. You’ll all just have to deal with it. Now quit staring at me like I killed your dog.”