Have You Tried Crossing Over Yet Novels & Stories

Jamal asked Ariana shook her head. She was as confused as the rest. "Nah. I think we will just wait and see what happens next" "Maybe we should try crossing over" Jasmine suggested Jabal furrowed his brows. "Are you for real?. There isn't any bridge to cross" "We try crossing it, it's just a suggestion, ok?. What if we are not supposed to pass any test?" Jabal hissed. "You..." "This is not the time to start an argument," Ariana said, rolling her eyes

Cross asked If you don't know what to do then live the work to your mother and I. His father said What do you mean by that mom, dad? Cross asked Since you are unable to find yourself a chosen mate and moon goddess doesn't want to send your second chance mate we will help you find a mate. Cross mother said What? Cross asked Yes, we will help you find a mate. Because that is the only way the shadow communities chiefs will be able to let you succeed me

" Neither of them dared to resist. They could only plunge into the murky water, searching desperately in the pond that was nearly chest-deep. Nathan wanted to drain the pond entirely, but a single glance from Grandpa stopped him. So the two of them had no choice but to keep searching through the muddy water with their injuries. By the time night fell, they had only managed to find Grandpa's cane. After soaking for half a day, their wounds had already begun to show signs of infection. Both of them collapsed by the edge of the pond, their swollen faces resembling pig heads as they gasped for breath. "Sabrina… we really can't find it… please… please let us go…" My eyes shifted thoughtfully as I

Nicholas muttered to himself before quickly dialing Madison's number. The moment the call got through, Madison asked, "Is Astrid still nowhere to be found? Several of my collaborations have been canceled, and I've also lost my endorsements!"

My heart, traitorous and frantic, began a jagged rhythm against my ribs. “He’s your father’s new protégé,” Eddie said, finally turning. His green eyes were sharp, scanning my face for a crack. “He’s also the son of a major competitor and a highly eligible bachelor. Your father intends to introduce him to Bethany if the partnership fails.” He stepped closer, the scent of his woodsy cologne cutting through the salt air. “Keep your distance, Maggie. He’s here to look for a wife who can benefit his family, not cause trouble.”

I could feel her watching me, waiting for me to say something, but I had nothing left to give her right now. Then my mother leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I know an exercise that could help mating between you and Harper be instantly fruitful. It’s an old family technique. It could guarantee a strong heir. We could start tonight if you want. It’s painless. Effective. You should consider it.” I quickly left her in disgust, turning on my heel without another word. The thought of her suggesting something like that while Harper was lying unconscious in the ward made my stomach turn. I didn’t want to hear any more from her. Not today. Not ever.

Lia's voice echoes in the room bringing me back from daydreaming. "errh... sorry I was distracted, the bathroom is over there. you'll need a towel to get some of the stain off. I'll be right back" I tell her pointing in the direction of the toilet while going to the supplies room to get a towel. Returning with the towel, I see Lia standing in the bathroom trying to tie her hair up with the elastic bracelet she had on but she couldn't get it right. looking closely at her I realized the dress has a crisscrossed pattern at the back exposing her back through the openings.

It is not like he will be around much longer, as I have already unintentionally bridged him to his mate. That is correct, I make bridges. These are spiritual and magical bridges for others to cross to that which they sometimes want, need, or desire. I only found out a few weeks ago that I have this ability. Prior to that, I had thought I was cursed. You see, every time I get involved with someone, they find the woman they end up with. They break it off with me. Oftentimes, they just ghost me. It is rude and pathetic, but most people lack bravery and basic decency.

“And the healers here know a thing or two about them, so I’m not exactly worried about the delivery. Though, I would have liked it more if we were home.” “Not everything goes according to plan.” I agreed with that. But we were together, so really, it couldn’t be completely worse. Just that fact alone made everything bearable. “But wait, if she is half wolf nomad or whatever, that would make your baby carry the gene.” Andrew sounded like he had just made a great discovery. “Yeah?” I didn’t know what point he was trying to make. “I’ve never heard of a crossover between wolves and wolf nomads.”

"I'd... I'd rather bottom." Marcus’s expression softened, a small, genuine smile breaking through his desperate haze. He reached over to his nightstand, his hand trembling slightly as he pulled out a box of condoms and a tube of lube. The next few minutes were a clumsy, thoroughly teenage struggle. Trying to roll the condom onto Marcus’s ridiculously large, fully erect dick proved to be incredibly difficult. Both of their hands were shaking, the latex slipping, and Ethan had to bite his lip to keep from making a panicked comment about the sheer, intimidating size of what he was dealing with.