Inuyasha Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was like his second home. “Spill” Sakura said, popping her bubble gum. Fujirawa Sakura is a fair-skinned cutie who had a strange obsession with the colour pink. She has long dark brown hair, dark eyes, and an amazing figure. Her future ambition is to be a model which everyone thinks will be absolutely possible. She used to have a crush on me and we slept together once when we were both drunk. It’s something I’ll always regret. She wanted us to get together but I told her we could only be friends. Nothing more. Toshiro made a gesture for us to all move closer which we did. He then whispered, brown eyes twinkling; “I found out that Hina is two weeks pregnant and Ren is the father”

I hadn’t felt this shy since Jessica’s first kiss behind the training barn when I was sixteen. “You know the right words,” I said, voice rougher than I intended. She nodded, eyes shining with sudden tears joyful tears, I hoped. “Do you, Nina Crossroad, accept me, Enzo Breyer, as your Alpha of Silverfang and your mate?” Her voice was trembling. “I, Nina Crossroad, accept you, Enzo Breyer, as my Alpha of Silverfang and my mate.” The bond snapped taut between us electric, golden, alive. I felt her rush into me happiness so bright it hurt, relief that tasted like cool water after a long run, and beneath it all…

Her voice rasps, and I feel my fingers start to tremble as I peel open what looks like a photograph. Blue eyes that can pass as grey stare up at me, framed by very dark hair cut close to the scalp, lips spread in a smile that doesn't reach his eyes…the same fucking eyes that haunted me all night. Axel. Something snaps inside me, and I hear Nina's voice playing in my head like a vile tape; “It's mine, Cross…” Of course it fucking is. "Wow... it's not enough that you flaunt him in my face, but…you carry him everywhere now?”

His voice was panicked. "Citra, Citra, I won't let you be like this again." Ishan holds my hand. He cries. In his cries, I fell back asleep. ***

Alexis unconsciously using her power so that no one from the brothers who can hear their moans and screams. Aitan thrust faster and faster until they came. He kay down beside her and hugged her tightly. "Sleep well, princess." He whispered then he fell back to sleep while hugging Alexis tightly. •*•*•*•* In the garden, Yuko is there while staring the flowers and his eyes turned into red when he transformed into human. He grabbed a rose and looked back to the person who's standing behind him. He didn't say anything and just smell the flower. "I know why you are here. She's more dangerous now than before." Yuko stated while smelling the flower.

"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.

“The night you sealed the Third Guardian. The night you swore never to love again.” Ayla’s voice broke. “I don’t remember.” “That’s because you didn’t want to.” The girl’s eyes shimmered like the moonlit sea. “You asked the ink to forget for you.” The ground beneath them began to pulse again — the same rhythm as the dragon’s heart. From behind the younger Ayla, ink bled through the air, forming wings that curved around her like armor. “Tell me, Ayla Cross,” her younger self whispered, “when the final moon falls… will you still choose love?”

The swollen head leaked a steady bead of precum that soaked through the silk. Yuna Takahashi, 27, a renowned Kyoto calligrapher with porcelain skin and long raven hair, arrived at dusk. Her deep brown eyes met his, and her smooth, hairless pussy clenched hard. Thick, slippery arousal flooded her tight slit instantly, soaking her thin silk panties and beginning to trickle down her inner thighs. No greetings. No small talk. Kael crossed the tatami in two strides, grabbed her by the throat, and pulled her into a brutal kiss. His tongue claimed her mouth as he shoved her kimono open, exposing her full, soft breasts. He pinched and twisted her hard nipples until she moaned desperately into him.

It meant that my own wolf connection would be faint, that the pack would never truly see me as the true mother of the line because her bond was real, written in the stars by the Moon Goddess herself. The illness of the body’s old memories mixed with my own panic. For a whole minute, as I sat in that beautiful hut surrounded by sunflowers and hibiscus, I felt a deep, crushing regret. I regretted ever transmigrating into this stupid series. I regretted waking up in this body, and I hated the scriptwriter who had set this entire trap for me to die in. Ling Zhou set her cup down on the table with a soft *clink*. She looked at me, her eyes dark and calculating despite her innocent face.

Suddenly, a seductive illusion materialized before them, a vision of their deepest desires and fears. Xienma saw a vision of herself, free from the abuse and pain of her past, living a life of peace and love. Xavier saw himself leading his pack, respected and admired, free from the shadows of his father's expectations. Cassie saw herself surrounded by her friends, their love and loyalty unbreakable, a life filled with joy and laughter.