Invincible Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Vanessa is strong wielded, confrontational, and evil whereas Athena is strong but gentle she’s shy and so incredibly kind and loyal, they share a special bond though one that’s broken and probably beyond repair after years of torture. I had gone back to my room after having searched the entire territory again when my phone buzzed on the side table showing a message from Axel. ‘I have Athena, she’s not far from my territory, Vanessa took her. She’s alive but not good. I can’t get her out until the barrier spell in place ends at sunrise. I will send you the address, but you can’t kill Vanessa… not yet. Axel.’ ‘Don’t you dare ask me to leave her alive! After everything she has done, she doesn’t

Heat rushed through me, every nerve on fire. He’s ours, Sally whispered, desperate. Don’t fight it. Don’t you feel it? But that’s when it happened. The burn in my chest twisted into something darker. The phantom sting of silver chains seared my wrists. Xavier’s cruel laugh echoed in my ears. My lungs locked up, panic ripping through me. “No…” I gasped, wrenching against Zaiden’s grip. My body trembled not from desire this time, but from fear. He leaned in closer, pinning me with his heat, his scent, his power. Too much.

Caleb snapped, trying to step between us. He forced a pathetic smile onto his face as he looked at Dr. Rose. "I apologize, Doctor. We had a... a small domestic disagreement. My fiancee is very emotional due to the pregnancy. She fell. I was just trying to help her up." "She didn't fall, Caleb.” I argued as I took a step toward Dr. Rose, away from the man who wanted to break me. "He tried to choke me. He said he was going to break me." The silence fell and I could hear the distant sound of the ocean waves.

I called out,, my voice dropping into that melodic, low voice, a damsel in distress, I would call it that. Then he raised his hands punching the glass as his power went through it, the glass didn't just break, it evaporated under the force of his fist. He removed the barrier between us as if it was made of paper. Now, as we stood on the corridor, I watched as a dead man came forward, to take mine away from me again. Ronan Nightshade, back from the dead again, why won't he just stay dead.

I will make Evan pay for what he did to me and to my pack! But before I could do that, I had to use or manipulate this vicious man towering over me. Victor Phillips is my bridge to Evan. In order for me to have my revenge, I must get close to him then! “Alpha Rozen…” I looked at Jezebel shaking her head and then back to Rozen before sinking into my knees. “Please let me marry Victor Phillips!” I begged him. “Alpha Rozen, I want to marry Victor Phillips!”

“And I’m here to deliver.” I staggered out, gasping for air. “Oh no!” she gasped in mock concern. “Still allergic? I thought you'd outgrown that nonsense.” “Aren’t you tired?” I rasped. “Of taking what’s mine?” She scoffed. “He was never yours. You whored your way into his bed.” I bit down on the scream clawing out of me. “You and I both know what happened.” “Oh please,” she laughed. “No one believed your sob story then. No one will now.”

I continue. “Wait.” Haden’s voice comes through the phone speaker, sounding confused. “Phoebe, as in Phoebe Cross, the she-wolf who was banished from the royal pack five years ago?” he asks, his voice an octave higher than normal with shock. “Yes. Phoebe Cross, also known as Alpha Cross of Haven Trail, and the soulmate I have been looking for,” I confirm, letting out a sigh. Haden lets out a low whistle, and the line goes quiet for a moment. “You fucked up, didn’t you, King Levi?” he asks, making Lance burst out laughing while I send him a low warning growl.

she intones, “the true heart waits.” I’m the Convergence—bridge or ruin—and as the second relic’s pulse floods the wastes, Cassia’s fragile life, Taryn’s sacrifice, Renn’s redemption, and Maddox’s vengeance collide. The blade demands my heart, a new enemy rises, and with the Veil fracturing, I face a war I may not survive.

"How much of us are we going to give up in order to keep her?" Damian's words just sat there in the silence of the bedroom, suspended like a bullet. Ava didn't answer. She couldn't. Because she already knew, on a deep level. The Crosse family wasn't just requesting marriage. They were requesting blood. **** Earlier That Morning The text still remained on Damian's phone screen as Ava walked into the room, towel-drying her hair. She froze in mid-step upon seeing his face.

I demanded. She smiled, pointing down. "Basement. Bleeding. Broken. But breathing—for now." Alpha Cross moved first, faster than thought. Vera met him halfway, their collision shaking the entire lodge. Shadow and lightning crashed together, tearing chunks from the walls. They were matched—his lifetime of Alpha strength against her shadow-touched evolution. I ran for the basement.