Inuyasha Crossover Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She maintained her composure and expressed a polite request to return home. On their journey back, Akira's exhaustion overtook her, and she drifted into a light sleep. Mr. Ito gently woke her as they neared her house, reminding her to reach out if needed and to be careful. With a final exchange of goodbyes, Akira entered her home, her mind occupied by a steadfast resolution. She vowed to herself that she would never allow her feelings to develop for Inei Mizuki, firmly establishing her boundaries.

In his past life, he and Risa had stayed at this same seaside inn—registered under fake names as a “married couple.” “Takuto and…” Mr. Fujita opened the slip. “Satou Risa!” Snap. Takuto broke the pen in his hand. Satou Risa from Class A—the girl with the same name, same face as his lover from a past life—was standing there with her luggage, smiling at him. “Let’s get along!” “I object!” Takuto blurted out. “A boy and girl can’t share a room!” Mr. Fujita blinked. “Huh? But Satou is a boy.”

Vyin’s POV - “Quit the bullshit, Inessa,” I grunt at her but get distracted as my mate suddenly brings her hands over my lips. Lowering to see her flushed face and childish smile, she frowns at me, “D-don’t curse s-so m-much...I w-was thirsty and that was all I could find to quench my thirst...” ‘This little...’ I let out a sigh, bringing her burning body closer to mine and gently taking her hands away as I notice the Japanese guy standing by the wall with arms crossed and an amusing smirk sitting on his face.

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.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up and saw Lily Cross, standing there, wearing that soft, calculated smile. She exuded the gentle, yielding aura of an Omega, tinged with a practiced sweetness that seemed designed to charm. "Scarlet," she said softly. "I just finished reporting to the Alpha. He seemed a little down and said he wanted to go out for a drink. I wanted to check with you. Would it be okay if I went with him?"

"Welcome to Nightshade, Inara. Officially." "Thank you, Alpha—" "Derek. Or Dad. Your choice." Inara's composure cracked, tears streaming down her face. "My father disowned me. When I chose Lyra. Said Shepherds don't mate outside the bloodline." "His loss," Derek said simply. "Our gain." The twins toddled over—their movement still unsettling, too coordinated for their apparent age. Luna reached for Inara, and when the Shepherd lifted her, something extraordinary happened. Inara's flowing marks synchronized with Luna's breathing, creating patterns that made reality shimmer.

“You breathe too quietly.” Jace gave him a look. “That’s the complaint?” “I like knowing the person next to me is alive.” Jace blinked. Then, just for a second, he smiled. “I’m told I sleep like I’m preparing for an ambush.” River smirked faintly. “Fits your vibe.” Downstairs, Sasha was already waiting with two coffees and a digital tablet loaded with chaos. “We have three new headlines,” she said as they sat around the sleek kitchen island. “One of them is a fanfiction about your forbidden love. You’re apparently married in an alternate universe.”

ASHINA’S POV To my utmost surprise, my mind was suddenly beyond my control. What was happening to me? I called out to Nyx but didn’t get any reply. Perhaps because of the drink we had consumed at the party, it drowsed Nyx as well. It made sense; if I was unable to stand on my feet, so was she. Nonetheless, I was kind of worried. Now these flashes and the heat rising in me was driving me nuts. I imagined myself and Alpha Boris lying together by the river, naked, his warm breath ghosting over my skin, his lips trailing down my neck and my chest.