Familiar Of Zero Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

RYKER I take a deep, deep breath until my lungs fill with oxygen to the brim. I need to calm my tits. “ She knows? ” I exhale and move back to my spot, slumping down over the chair. The genre of the story of my life is changing from Action to Melodrama. Great! Fucking fantastic! “ She…doesn’t. ” Zero nods to himself. “ What a twist of events. So Luna’s sexy friend is giving her a wolf suppressant. And that friend is Zero’s mate. And Zero is a part of our small aware—of—all—secrets group. ” Zio claps his hands, chuckling.

"It's the fact that you both thought I would break. You thought I couldn't handle it." Justin ran a shaking hand through his messy hair, looking completely torn between his loyalty to his club president and his love for his sister. "Mila, you don't understand what the Skulls were planning. Reaper…." "I understand perfectly!" I yelled. "I am not an idiot, Justin! I know who I have been living with! I loved the President of the Midnight Reapers. I fell in love with a man who had blood on his hands, and I accepted every single dark, twisted part of him!"

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

She liked her world like this; controlled, immaculate, and hers. Her assistant had just left the report on the collaboration between Duval Holdings and CrossTech, and Clarisse skimmed it with the cool efficiency of a surgeon. Numbers, timelines, projected returns, upcoming brief, it was all there. Damon Cross, as always, delivered results with a surgeon’s blade.

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.

“You’re shaking,” Dante murmured later that night, straddling Levi’s lap , hips rolling slow and deliberate. “Two days apart and look at you. Fevered. Hard. Needing.” Levi’s hands fisted in Dante’s shirt as he snarled, “This changes nothing.” “Liar.” Dante ground down, letting Levi feel every thick, heavy inch of him. “You hate how much you want this. How much you want me to ruin that perfect control of yours. Say it.” Levi’s voice cracked. “Fuck you.” Dante smiled against his mouth. “That’s the plan.” - Levi Cross has never lost control. Not in the boardroom. Not in negotiations. Not even when his arrogant new stepbrother, Dante Moreau, pushes him to the edge. They are rivals from t

Hello my friends! I apologize for not updating this week. There were some unexpected, yet happy changes in my family and I've been with my family out of town celebrating. This time off is also helping me get my outlines for the final arc of Forsaken Mate. That's right, we are nearing the end of this story. I want to go out with a bang and make sure it is interesting for you all. I really appreciate all the support you've given me for my first GoodNovel story. I'll be sure to make a proper thank you at the end!! Until then, Elizra

That mommy dearest could step in and make it all better. Crock of shit! Is she any better than Isaac? Using and manipulating me for years to get her way? A brick nearly sinks in my gut at the comparison. But how different is it? *Hannah has to forgive us, she has to,* Cruz says, yawning. I get comfy and close my tired eyes. “Ow,” I groan, feeling a sudden pain in my leg. I absentmindedly rub the sore spot and groan again. When it hits once more, my eyes pop open and Cruz wakes, sprouting his claws from my fingertips, ready to kill the threat.

Henry quickly stood up and walked straight to the mini-podium. "Thank you so much, everyone. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Henry Davenport, and I am Eleana's--well, gay bestfriend... But seriously, Eleana has been there for me through good times and bad times. And I promise you my life, Eleana. I will love you endlessly, I will be with you until we're old and gray. I can imagine ourselves shouting at each other because our hearing is not good anymore. I promise you, I will never leave you." he said, as he starts crying again as of there's no tomorrow.

Or were just being delusional as usual? I asked, revelling in pissing her off. She deserved nothing less for kidnapping. "Think what you want, Cruz, I don't care. Micah is mine and I am going to be his Luna." I chuckled. This was too much. I had to be dreaming, in some kind of daze or something. I wasn't sure I had ever seen a more desperate situation in my entire life. Kidnapping your exes ex to force your ex to marry you has to be something out of a Tyler Perry movie.