Frieren Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"To cut the long story very short, Bryan got married to Rachelle and I did the crazy thing by having sex with his uncle and then I got pregnant, got married the same day and here I am, apparently Brandon is not the asshole Bryan described to me, he is so much more. And Bryan can not accept the fact that I have moved on from him and his entire drama." Lucy's eyes widened in shock. "Wow, that's a lot. But you got married!" she squealed. I nodded, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks. "I know it's fast, but I just feel like it's right, you know?" Lucy grinned, her eyes shining with excitement. "I'm so happy for you, Freya. I always knew you two never had anything special. I could smell his poney a

"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."

The door opened and a beautiful MILF walked out with flour stains all over her apron. Well, well, well, a mother and her son. I must be feeling lucky- “Who is this, sweety?” she didn't even care I was around his age, she embarrassed him with that statement. Cross froze, loosening up immediately. He looked at a loss for words and would rather hide under the ground than be here right now. I was still on Operation: save Cross, so I stepped up and gave her my best smile, “Hello, ma'am. My name is Cyrus. Damian and I go to school together.”

“ Are you sure you are alright Freya?” Kaiden asked seriously as they walked through the hallway of the stone walls “ I am Kaiden it was nothing!” I just seemed out of maybe because I didn’t eat before I went to bed yesterday so I’m hungry” She tried to lie, hoping it would make him less guarded Freya just tried to show the widest smile she could muster, honestly, she was terrified that an unknown stranger was looking at her, she just hoped it was her imagination, she don’t want anyone to get hit, and worse why if it was the hybrid?

The delicate touch of Tritan's fingers grazing over a small cut on Finrir's palm broke through his reverie, reminding him of the vulnerability he felt. Unable to contain his desire any longer, Finrir intertwined their fingers and pulled Tritan close, aiming to share an intimate kiss. To his surprise, Tritan turned his face to the side, but instead of rejection, Tritan wrapped his arms around Finrir, exploring the expanse of his back. In that moment, Finrir's eyes widened as he felt the hint of his own arousal brush against Tritan through the wraps they both wore around the upper part of their tails. Tritan momentarily stiffened, but his unwavering determination to examine every inch of Finri

Her face turned red with anger. Compared to her, I was much calmer. "Would you forgive your son's fiancée if she got married to someone else on the day of your funeral? You're the one with the wishful thinking. Do you really think you can return to me after doing something like this? You must be dreaming." "Do you really want to break up with me over this?" Helen knew she was in the wrong. She took a step backward with a pale face. I was not really affected by what she did.

The return of normalcy after those three stolen days felt like a cage closing around them. Victor was back, full of stories from Chicago and new deals to celebrate. The mansion buzzed with staff and business calls, but underneath it all, Freya felt like she was drowning in two realities. One where she was her father’s cherished daughter. The other where she was Draven Cross’s secret obsession — the woman he fucked like he’d die without her, the woman he whispered “I love you” to in the dark.

“Welcome to Frazz, what are you trying out today. We have the karaoke bar, the shooting range, the video game room, the…” “I’m looking for FADE,” I cut her off. Her smile vanished, as well as the light in her eyes. She was like a bird had pooped on her ice cream. “Whose is asking?” “Ca… ahhh,” I slurred. It occurred to me for the first time that I actually don't know what exactly I am to him. I mean how do I describe my relationship with the reaper? “I'm his…. Em…cousin.” She quirked a brow. “What the hell are you talking about? FADE is a place not a person so I will go again, who are you to ask about FADE? No random person knows enough to ask that question.”