Halo Marvel Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“And the next person to hang your misfortune on is the Alpha of Raven’s Claw? Your sister’s husband and mate?” “He was the perfect candidate, couldn’t you see? He was not supposed to drink, and he did. Colton had seen the both of us together. He had sent Violet to stay in another pack.” “And I played Luna for one day. It was the most perfect role I could ever play.” She looked at the floor, and then at me. “And I have to admit. I am used to taking everything that belongs to Violet.” “It was just like I was playing the role that we used to play when I was a child. Nothing special.”

Cecelia, I would recognize that hellcat anywhere. "Baby, why are you talking to the server? Hey, clean these shards on the floor. I want everywhere to be sparkling clean for our wedding. If I see a tiny shard of that cup on the ground, then you will die," she said, then looked at me. I watched the color drain from her cheeks, and she turned murderous. I couldn't believe it. Hayden Walker was in front of me after trying to burn me alive. I was so overcome with emotions that I slapped him twice on the cheek.

“The proximity of your fated mate. The bond is pulling everything open. You’re not just seeing random images, Celeste. You’re seeing what the magic wants to hide and what it plans to unleash.” The wind howled around the tower. Celeste shivered, the vision from the garden flashing again: Ravencrest burning, two moons in the sky, Kaelan smiling through the flames. Kaelan noticed her reaction and moved closer, his large hand settling at the small of her back. The touch was steadying, possessive, and far too warm. “What did you see exactly in that vision today?” Celeste swallowed hard. “War. A coalition attacking. Wolves from both sides falling as if something was tearing at their minds. And you

Marcel’s POV The whole time they talked about the threat coming for us and the death of Halen, all I could see inside my mind were the images of what could have happened to her, to my Eva. She is here now, in my arms, the heat of her flesh warms my own and her whimpering gasps as I explore her depths with my hand set my soul alight. She calls it her sacred place and it is a most appropriate name. I would spend forever on my knees, worshipping at her alter, and my life would be well spent.

CHAPTER 1 Lyra's POV I never imagined I would be wearing white at my own funeral, but that was exactly what this felt like - a wedding disguised as a goddamn funeral. I was about to marry into the Iron Revenants, the very same bastards who put my mother six feet under. They were my enemies, the family of the man who pulled the trigger and left my mother bleeding in the dirt like roadkill. Grave Maddox.

And she did. "I found a group of them galloping in the direction where Selena was with the basilisk and appeared in front of them to stop them. One of the centaurs of the group ordered me to step aside. And I replied that they were welcome to pass by me if they wanted to look a thousand year old basilisk in the eyes. That shut the loud one up and a more gentle one asked me to explain. I said that I was one of the wives of Erik Ravenclaw, Lord of Ravenclaw and Hogwarts' castle and that I was entrusted to warn the denizens of the forest to stay out of the way of the basilisk. He asked what a basilisk would have been doing in the forest and I told the truth: that it was doing its last hunt befo

Kwen's POV: The lights of the car was used to light up the battlefield. Halo and I had had enough. 'I got it this time.' Halo said to me. I felt my eyes glow and my nails elongated into claws. Within a second, one of the men flew towards, hitting me, full force. I fell back, hitting a tree. I bounced off it, falling to the ground. The man made snide remarks, laughing. "What happened to all that mouth?!! I thought you wanted to leave? Did you give up on that little dream??!"

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:

he admitted, his vulnerability laid bare. Marvis, embracing the delicate nature of their shared emotions, replied, "Jace, I'm feeling it too. Our journey has brought us here, blurring the lines of our past with the undeniable pull of affection." With unyielding determination, Jace sought to reclaim his sight. Marvis stood by his side, a steady presence amid the emotional maelstrom that ached into the intricacies of his journey, the unspoken understanding between Jace and Marvis solidified, weaving a tapestry of resilience and relentless hope that permeated the Sullivan mansion.

"Perfect timing. Once I'm done with Serena, you're next." He raised the silver blade and charged. After that, everything blurred. Somewhere far away, I heard the clash of steel and desperate snarls. I didn't know how long I slept. I dreamed a strange dream. In the dream, I was a Luna — an Alpha's mate. My Alpha lavished me with gold and jewels, spending the pack's wealth recklessly just to see me smile. I watched the treasures pile up in my chambers and felt a creeping unease. This was the beginning of ruin. I couldn't stand by while my Alpha destroyed everything.