Gate Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His fury was very annoying. Renata sat on the side of the bed, hugging her knees. She was crying uncontrollably. Her heart hurts so much. Renata knows that this marriage is not like Angela's and Regan's. This marriage is only the first gate to hell. "Mommy..." Renata cried, hiding her face between her knees. ***

Grace moaned in his mouth as he sucked the rim of her lower lip before gliding his tongue all over there just to poke the seam to get access but she refused. Feeling lightheaded, she patted his shoulder and pushed him slightly to give a signal that she was near to fainting. Grudgingly Xavier moved back but not before nibbling over her lips. Grace collapsed on his chest while breathing heavily. "I love you." Xavier meant those words. A faint blush crept on her cheek at his sudden confession. "Hey, repeat that." He demanded instantly after waiting for her to say it back but Grace was too shy. His childlike behavior made her chuckle. Opening her eyes, she was about to respond when a blurry imag

"Cough, cough... you're always like this. I just have a little illness, but you panic like it's the end of the world. It's really not that serious." I'd long grown used to Michelle's fragile act, so I wasn't curious about how this scene would unfold. But the two of them seemed determined to drag me into their performance, using me as a prop to complete their tragic romance. The disgusting lines kept coming. "I'll never let anything happen to you," Gaius said, his voice thick with affection—the same affection he once reserved for me. "I know, you're the best to me. Now, you should go back and finish the wedding. Donna's been waiting seven years for this. I promise, this time I'll control myse

I cock a brow, “every man, does that include you too Alpha Christov?” His brows furrow, “not me, I don’t feel inferior but I do fear you,” he stares into my eyes, “I think I would be stupid if I didn’t fear the only person that could rip my heart out and destroy it.” He turns and heads for the door and my heart clenches in my chest as I watch him leaving. I take a step towards him to stop him from going when Gabe comes running in the house naked, obviously he’s just shifted back to his human form. Alpha Christov turns and walks directly at me blocking my view of Gabe, I can’t stop the small smile that curls on my lips as I watch him get closer and before I can react, he puts his hands on

The air between the worlds crackled with tension, unstable and vibrating with the energy of the crack between realms. Caitlyn stood in the center, her form flickering like a half-formed dream, her body and spirit finally aligning. She could feel the connection—the pull toward the world she once knew, toward Raymond—but it was fragile. The gateway, barely holding together, flickered around her like a dying light. She reached toward it, but the crack seemed to widen and collapse, never solid, always shifting.

Your insights can guide me as I craft the next chapters, making them even more compelling and relatable. In writing “Caged by Him,” I aimed to explore themes of love, struggle, and resilience. Each character is a reflection of real-life complexities, and I hope their journeys inspire you as much as they inspired me while writing. The emotional highs and lows are meant to engage you, to make you feel every triumph and heartache. I believe that stories have the power to connect us, to spark conversations, and to foster understanding. I hope this book does just that.

Time apart had only brought Bruce and me closer. After two weeks of being tangled with each other, we gradually returned to our usual work routine. One day, Poppy suddenly appeared at my door, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Greta, do you have feelings for Owen? You're already married! How could you ruin his reputation just because he didn't choose you? You've completely lost your mind!" I regarded her with a puzzled expression. "And since when did you turn into such a lovesick fool? Has that scumbag brainwashed you completely?"

She looked down the corridor, eyes narrowed. "Draft layer," she said. The Hollowsmith crashed through a paragraph and emerged with three semicolons stuck in his gears. "Not exactly. This is the threshold between drafted possibility and locked event. The Authorial Lock sits above it." Haley sat up. "I hate how everyone says terrible things like they are explaining parking validation." The corridor stretched in both directions, lined with doors made of paper. On each door, a title burned. JACK APOLOGIZES. KATHERINE WALKS AWAY.

Aside from sentimental value, how could a silver band handcrafted together with a partner compare to a diamond ring worth millions of dollars? A real son who lived worse than a housekeeper had no business going up against an adopted son who stood to inherit everything and had his whole future ahead of him. Charlotte had made the right choice. Staying with me would have only brought her hardship. I stood up and handed them a crystal cross pendant that had been blessed at a church and was meant to keep them safe. "I wish you both a happy marriage." Charlotte was about to accept the pendant, but Jonathan stopped her. He scornfully lifted the pendant with a pure-gold spoon and flicked it to the

After removing the veil from the bride's head and handing it to my husband, Ethan Stewart, I ignored the strange expressions on his and everyone else's faces. I, Nora Letterman, turned around and walked straight out of the wedding venue. Even after I left the venue, Ethan still didn't come after me. Behind me, there was thunderous applause. He and Mia Jenner were surrounded by the crowd as they walked onto the stage. I knew Ethan had already figured out that everything was Mia's doing. He just chose to let her have her way.