Game Of Thrones Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he informed. We had taken Cyrus’ blood before he left, and Pixie suggested we get their blood tested and compared. When we told her that it wouldn’t test, she and Liza took the blood and did something to it that they insisted wouldn’t change the composition of the blood, and would only remove the ‘invisibility’ characteristic to it. “So, Pixie can crossover?” I asked. “Pretty much, though we already knew that,” he replied. “I know, but it’s always safer to confirm some things, or at least those things that we can,” I pointed out.

Then he was gone, disappearing into the Special Collections with his ancient book, leaving me standing alone in the shadowy library with more questions than answers. I returned to my study table in a daze, but I couldn't focus on herbology anymore. My mind kept replaying the encounter, the electric shock when we touched, the way he'd said my surname like it meant something significant. Blackwood. White Luna bloodline. Ancient power. "It was just stress hallucinations," I whispered to myself, Dr. Chen's explanations echoing in my mind. "None of it was real." But what if some of it was? My phone buzzed with another text, this time from Quinn: Did you hear? Jaxon Cross is officially dating Cami

But she didn't look so good. “You’re not humans, are you?” My head snapped to her, my eyes wide. She was watching me with a look in her eyes. A look that says she has seen things she wasn't supposed to see. “Humans can't grow their dicks to three times the normal size when having intercourse with their partners. Humans don’t burn hot like fire. And humans’ eyes don't glow.” She stood up, abandoning nursing her broken nose, and walked to me, her steps unstable. “What are you, Kross? You, your brothers, your fathers. Why did he marry me? Why did he want Rose to stay with you and your brothers? Tell me. Please tell me before I fucking go insane!”

“Goddess.” Draven looked at me. Really looked. “You’re not weak,” he said. “I’m not,” I said. Caiden laughed from his chains. Broken. “You were supposed to die.” I walked to him. Crouch. “You were supposed to rule. We both got better.” I stood. Faced the court. “The Duskbane line stands. The bloodline is healed. My name is Wren Duskbane. And I’m not done.”

Chapter 20 Sansa's POV The grotto overwhelmed, its earthy perfume mingling with the heavy emotions in the air. The harsh reality pressed down on me like a weight, snuffing out the hope sparked by Father Raven's brief awakening. The collision of reality and the illusion of the past jolted me back to the present, putting an end to my daydream. I gingerly reached out, my fingers twitching with a mixture of fear and excitement. I hesitantly opened my eyes, the stark contrast between the beautiful environment of my dreams and the gloomy subterranean surroundings tugging at my heart.

"We didn't just make it, Arya. We rewrote our ending." And beneath the tree, under the stars that once watched us fall apart, we held each other through the quiet. Not afraid of tomorrow. Not anymore. ... DAXTON I had won. Not because I was stronger than the god that once wore my skin but because someone loved me enough to fight for the part of me that still wanted to live. I wasn't just the Tribrid Alpha anymore. I was a husband. A father. A man who was reborn. "What are you thinking?" Arya asked softly.

All the wolves begin to shift into their wolf form and start running in our direction. “Newborns, now!” They all start running in the wolf's direction. “Trey, make sure there are no survivors.” Trey nods and is about to walk away when he stops in front of me. Stares right into my eyes and says, “Cristina after this is over you will become mine; we have come too far together for you not to realize that I have done all this for you. But you will not get him back” “Wait… What...” He went to touch my face and I smacked his hand away from me.

Nathanial's perspective: As my head pulls back from the well I feel the real world snap back into focus. My head pounding as I try to blink quickly, letting the blur of the moon goddesses realm fade as my mind races. 'We need to get to Tristan, fast' Croxus growls, filled with rage that another woman has managed to spell us. I quickly place a block over my bond with Cassie, knowing I will need to formally reject her as soon as possible. I can't have her reading my mind and letting Greta know I am on to her plan.

Damien adjusted her hair with surprising tenderness. “Whatever happens in there,” Kael said, looking at both of them, “we face it together. No regrets.” “No regrets,” Damien echoed. Serena smiled through fresh tears. “No regrets.” They stepped out of the greenhouse hand in hand — a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch, bound by blood, grief, love, and growing desire. The final descent into the Nexus awaited. As they approached the glowing archway once more, the fusion creature had grown even stronger, now absorbing the bodies of fallen infected around it. It blocked the entrance completely and spoke with a chilling new clarity:

It was her parents. Her fucking parents kidnapped her and were taking her back home to marry her off to some stranger who she doesn’t give a fuck about. Cross told me about the guy and how creepy he acted. He is obsessed with Thalia and thinks she belongs to him. Okay, he was like me in that aspect because I was obsessed with her too and I believe she belongs to me. The difference between us is that she was actually mine and she wanted me while he was just a delusion and her parents played into his delusion by agreeing to marry their daughter to him.