Halo/mass Effect Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You should know that we can never be together. If you were stupid enough to imagine it, kill the thought. You are a slave. My slave for that matter and it can never happen." Olivia knew what he was trying to say but she didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to let go so easily. With a deep breath, Xander said the words that caused her legs to almost give way. “I Alpha Xander Adams, reject you Olivia Stone as my mate." The tears she had been looking for suddenly came, gushing down her face like a river. Was she surprised? No. But she had thought maybe there was a chance. “I won't keep you here. You're freed from me, you can return to your pack today and never come back. Else, you will n

It might seem like an ass move, But Talon knew that Halo would, after scolding him, suggest that they both become free to do whatever they wanted. She didn't have much experience frolicking with casuals like he did. She was bound to get hurt. Halo tried to glare at him but only managed a flustered stare. Talon dipped lower, his nose brushing hers, his breath teasing the corner of her lips. "I like when you’re shy you know," he whispered, his mouth just a breath away from hers. "It makes me want to steal your words right off your tongue." Halo squeezed her eyes shut, half laughing, half mortified. "I know what you are doing, what you are trying to do at least. And distracting me isn't a reall

She, in total, had three shards of the halo on herself. Sight returns to the land of Marvava where the others were. Khloe, behind the rock, Pete-- camouflaged and the lady who had a shard of Azazel's halo instantly stopped. The colors of her iris swapped instantly as she was dormant to motion. This caused Khloe distress as she had a slight change of movement. She, the lady, turned over to the guards who followed her, she walked towards one, had her right hand placed on his head and suddenly rays and flares depicting the life source of the fellow flowed out of him and into her. She gasped at the power she absorbed as his yells engulfed the whole area in the first five seconds and after that,

FLASHBACK ENDS The memory gently dimmed as Mason enveloped Xenia in a tender embrace, the gentle rhythm of the water caressing their skin, bubbles dancing around them. Gradually, Xenia’s tension melted away, her soft whimpers giving way to tranquil breaths. Her transformation into Nova was still a shock to Rodin and Mason, but in this moment, amidst the serenity of the water, they found solace. It was astounding how Xenia, a mere human, could endure such a profound change. His–their mate–was definitely someone special. As the Red Moon loomed closer, Mason couldn’t help but marvel at Xenia’s resilience. Whatever challenges lay ahead, he knew one thing with certainty–Xenia was more than just p

I agreed to listen closely and keep an open mind. “First you need to know, I am not who you think I am. I am an angel. I was sent here to make sure you stayed away from Damien and Lucifer. Things changed when I met you and I fell in love with you. Ramiel came today to tell me that someone has been hunting down angels looking for him and myself. There is a place called Halo it is basically a spa and day club for angels to hang out in. Whoever this person is managed to get past security and infiltrate Halo. They killed everyone there. All the angels and all the humans who worked there. We think it was Damien and we think he was trying to find you.” I could tell he was serious the emotion roll

Xander turned his head, a dangerous, possessive gleam in his eyes. "We don't bypass their scanners," I replied, a cold smile touching my lips. "We override them. I am going to turn you into a Proxy Server." I reached across the console, wrapping my fingers around his wrist. The Mate bond instantly violently synchronized, a massive surge of white-hot data connecting our minds.

Mira, Elda, the twins, and I turned on the others, cutting them down individually until only Halo remained. We gathered in a semicircle, watching Holly and Halo fight with unrestrained rage. “Why, Halo?!” Holly roared. “Why did you do all this?!” “Because he rejected me!” Halo’s scream split the night. “He rejected me and chose that pathetic woman as his Luna! And to make it worse, she was his second chance mate! Why does he get happiness while I get nothing?!” Her tears glistened, though her voice was soaked in venom.

His attention snaps back to the problem at hand, and he growls again, breaking open the rest of her door to go inside and check more thoroughly. I’m left waiting in the hall, waiting. When Salazar reemerges, he looks even less in control. “Go look for her in Velthra. Now.” I go toe to toe with him, only vaguely aware that my building anger is affecting the space around us. The halo sign on the back of my neck begins to glow, and he stiffens when our clothes and hair begin wafting as if gravity is pulling at us. A sign that I’m close to ripping a hole in Velthra.

For a long, breathtaking moment, they were entirely lost in each other, the terror of the mountain fading into the intoxicating heat of their embrace. But the drive was waiting. Reluctantly, Julian broke the kiss, his forehead resting against hers. He reached over to the medical console, pulling down the Thorne Tech neural-link halo. He plugged the silver drive into the terminal. "Are you ready to come back to me, Mrs. Thorne?" he asked softly. Maya nodded, her eyes shining. "Upload it." Julian placed the halo over her head and hit the EXECUTE command on the terminal. The machine hummed. Maya gasped as a blinding, electric shockwave of data flooded her cerebral cortex.

There’s no point in arguing because, as annoying as it is, I love Mikhail too, and I’d worry if something were to happen to him. Almost as soon as I disconnect the call, Azazel’s text appears. “What’s a Halo?” Jules asks. I reply distractedly as I read the text. “A Halo is a vampire coven. Unlike humans, vampires have a social hierarchy. The Halo provides vampires shelter, blood, and opportunities to earn money. It also makes them feel protected. My brother, Tristan, is the master of the Halo I work for.” “Your brother?” She quirks a questioning brow. “I thought you only had three brothers, Mikhail, Kell, and Carrick.”