Elder Scrolls Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Both of her two feet stand on the railing. In the motion of her fall, Ellensandria transforms. Her bones break in place and her skin becomes a feathery white. That Silverite armor of hers melds with her purple flesh while taking the shape of a white owl. The owl flies down to the arena and lands right Infront of Catarina. Almost instinctively, Catarina drops to her knees in shock at what was happening up in the rafters and on the arena battlefield. Her head barrows down on the dirt as if she is worshipping a god. As quickly as it came, Ellensandria’s shapeshifting stifles and she reverts into her taller dark elf form. With a right hand, she brushes some of her green hair bangs from her visio

“She needs to rest.” “Fine, fine. Whatever you say, Ms. Curandeiro.” Ellaria pouted, stepping away from my bed and into Vidarr's embrace. I loved to watch the two of them together. Vidarr was a six-foot-three beast crafted to kill, but whenever he was with my sister, he was just a fuzzy, brown-haired bear who loved to cuddle. As I took in the freshly mated couple, I couldn't help but think they were made for each other.

The tears were back and falling down my cheeks as he gathered me into his arms and held me tightly as I wept. "A dark elves' only goal in his life is finding and finishing his tasks, you can't deny him his chance of becoming part of the immortal forest in Alfheim, it's a great honor," he said sincerely and I nodded my head saying I knew that but I loved him and would miss him so much. "So what about Ellis?" I pulled back and gave him a sour look as I explained that he was human and he stopped me. "He was a reaper if I remember correctly and once a reaper, always a reaper," he mumbled and I shook my head.

I said, moving to read over her shoulder. "Keep reading," Aeliana said, her finger tracing down the page. I read aloud: "'Elara stayed with us for three moons, growing weaker as the power within her strengthened. She spoke of memories not her own, of battles fought before time was counted, of a war between light and darkness that never truly ended. The Elders tried binding rituals and suppression spells and even attempted to transfer the power to a willing volunteer. Nothing worked. On the night of the winter solstice, Elara walked into the forest. We found her body three days later, burned from the inside out, nothing left but ash and the faint scent of something terrible.'"

Jade’s pov I couldn’t believe Elias let me go. I didn’t know why I couldn’t kill him, but I had still tried to poison Elias. That was not something one forgives easily. It hurt when he said he didn’t want to see me ever again, but I understood why. It was hard being around him, I felt guilty to my parents for not killing Elias and guilty to Elias for trying to kill him. And then there was the burning feeling in my back that was as strong as ever. Elias had let me to the forest, he couldn’t help me anymore. I was on my own now. Luckily I knew how to cloak my scent using one of the spell I was taught. I just needed some mud, seeds, grass, leaves and some water. It wasn’t hard to find those in

I’m also very puzzled as to what he is. I asked, “Wade, I have to ask, what species are you?” He smiled, “I’m werebear. You ladies are witch/werebear hybrids.” Taylor laughed, “I will be a tribrid and you will have four!” Wade looked at her with confusion, “Evan will be changing me to a mermaid soon, so that we can take turns living in each other’s worlds. Elisa will be changing to a wolf and dragon soon, because her mate is a wolf/dragon hybrid.” Wade laughed, “That’s a lot of spirits talking to you all at once, sweetie. Are you sure you want to do that?” I nodded, “I think I can handle it. I’m just going to need a reinforced steel wall in my head.” He laughed again and smiled, “Let’s go si

The villa was quiet as they layed there together still hand in hand. Adrian mind drifted back to how his life was before he met Elara. Cold and distant from everyone including his mom,until he lost her. Now they are trying to take Elara away from him too. The most annoying part was that he didn't know who he was up against. He finally got the chance of claiming her love, finally she felt the need to kiss him and admit she's getting back the feeling that might have gone MIA during the accident.

“Of course, Lila. Let’s talk. Tell me… how does it feel knowing you’re fucking a man who still knots his old Luna every night?” Lila’s composure cracked for a split second, hatred flashing in her doe eyes. “He’ll choose me fully soon enough. The goddess destined it.” Elara laughed softly, a dark, throaty sound. “Destiny can be rewritten, little snake. I suggest you watch your back. Accidents happen in these woods.” The omega retreated a step, but not before Elara caught the faint scent of unfamiliar herbs on her skin, poison. Another piece of the puzzle. As Lila fled the room, Elara’s mind raced. The contact with Ironfang was underway. Her powers were growing. And the true mate bond with Dar

“I am Elarion. The forgotten one. And your bloodline is the key to my rebirth.” Scene 2: The Memory Pulse A shockwave burst from the Rift, and Iris was hit by a wave of visions—not memories, but echoes from another life. A burning forest. A silver-eyed wolf locked in battle. A child, alone, holding a pendant with the mark of the moon. Then, a voice, not Elarion’s, not the Goddess’s, but Iris’s own—older, broken: “If I fall, let the seals pass on to another. One who still believes.”

he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. “Exhausted.” Elara traced the red brand on his palm, which now matched the faint scar on her wrist and the mark on Ellie’s chest. “But happy. For the first time in a long time, I don’t feel like we’re waiting for the other shoe to drop.”​ He kissed her forehead, his lips brushing her skin. “Don’t jinx it.”​ But the peace didn’t last long.​ Three days later, Elara found Ellie in the training yard, staring at her hands as flames flickered between her fingers—not her usual playful fire, but a strange, silvery flame that left frost in its wake.​