Invincible Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Father of the fucking year, Cross. Palms sweaty, I dial her cell and ease off the shelf, hoping to hell that her phone isn’t dead as I make my way to the door. She picks on the first ring. “Jesus Christ, Cassian, I’ve been trying to reach you!” “I’m sorry. I—” “Did you see the news? They’re saying that you kidnapped Nina!” “And what are YOU saying?” I hear her scoff. “You don’t need to kidnap anyone to make them fall in love with you. You’re a Cross. It’s kind of a special skill with your bloodline.”

His body wound was gone due to the help of removing the curse that enveloped him and he transformed in mid-air then he has bitten Cassandra in the face. I have protected the unconscious victims so that they will not be hit or involved in the on-going chaos of the simply invisible barrier. I glanced to my right as someone approached my opponent and I immediately put my hand on him, "ignis!" Then he was burned and stopped on the floor to put out the fire.

"If you embarrass Levi in front of the executives today, he will make it his personal mission to destroy you. Just keep your head down." I pulled my arm away from her. "I don't do well with keeping my head down." "Dante—" "I'll see you later, Mom." I walked out of the kitchen before she could start another lecture. I didn't care about playing the obedient stepbrother. If Levi wanted a war, he was going to get one. I drove my car to the corporate headquarters downtown. The lobby was all marble and glass, filled with people in expensive gray suits moving around like ants. I checked in at the front desk, got my executive badge, and took the private elevator up to the top floor.

She knew too well. There was no turning back now. If she ran, her family would pay. If she resisted, Cross would make sure to destroy every inch of what remained of her happiness. So she straightened her shoulders, took a breath that burned in her chest, and walked toward the sanctuary. The heavy church doors creaked open, and all heads turned. There he was. Cross stood at the altar, tall and poised in a black tailored suit that screamed power and vengeance. His smile was like a polished dagger—gleaming, beautiful, but deadly. He looked every bit the handsome groom, but only Marceline could see the truth in his eyes.

Alice exclaimed, her voice a mix of astonishment and confusion as she observed the unfolding scene. "We're mates," I whispered, the revelation dawning on me as our magics intertwined, creating a mate bond unlike any other. The realization came with a wave of energy, the unique magic of the mate bond invigorating both Lavina and me. Lavina's previously pale and sickly complexion began to regain its normal colour, and I couldn't resist caressing her cheeks, feeling an overwhelming sense of connection and relief.

"It's not about a bond. It's about tracing. They share the most amount of DNA. Even my DNA wasn't strong enough, and our wolves are linked. It has to be Axel." "Can you link us all and send us all?" "I can try Damon. I can't guarantee it will work, but it's worth a shot." Victoria started chanting again. I felt myself weaken; I felt an irregular pulse of energy. It was coming from Lucy, Damon and Maddox. Our strength combined and divided." "Does it help that the man who took her is my dead father?"

Bryan’s glow pulsed, disrupting Vynia’s curse, his voice a lifeline. The first twist struck: the loom quaked, revealing the nexus wasn’t just a crucible—it was alive, a sentient force that had chosen Jessica as its heart, her hollowness its strength, her love its purpose, but Malric’s shadow sought to reclaim it, using Rylan to break her. The hydra surged, threads slashing, the abyss fracturing. Jessica’s glow dimmed, her body bleeding, her heart racing as she wove their truth—Kade’s devotion, Selene’s loyalty, Lucas’s trust, Bryan’s hope, her scarred soul.

and with that she shot him in his head. I stood there looking at his dead body and back at Cassandra; she was going to kill us next. I creeped up close to her and as she spun to face Dominic and I, I kicked the gun out of her hand and far away from us “bold move, yet dangerous Athena” she lunged at me and tackled me on the ground slashing me across his chest with her claws; my skin burned and I screamed in agony “wolfsbane petals make the perfect paralysis poison” she stated as she raised her claws and as she was about to strike me I felt her weight lifted off me and Dominic stood in front of me in the form of Striker and I admired the way he was protecting me; I tried to reach out to him as

I replied in amger " You are not, You are a demon, I got married to this body and victoria owned this body you are no one. So I ask you to leave immediately or you will be good as dead. " That thing started laughing and said " KILL ME, YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN KILL ME. EVEN YOUR GOD CAN’T DO THAT. " That's when Father show it the holy cross and she screamed with pain

“Victor’s skin is splitting open—black veins pulsing like they’re alive! He’s overclocking!” Seraphina dragged the carriers through jagged debris, her palms raw and bleeding, the metallic smell thick. “The newborns are screaming in my mind! Their lights are clashing with his darkness—hot like oil on fire!” Victor charged through the smoke, his laughter wet and ragged, blood spraying from cracks in his flesh. The air reeked of charred meat. “Superior blood doesn’t break like this. I will carve the bridge from your screaming corpses!” Damien collided with him in a bone-jarring crash, ribs protesting with sharp agony. Their fists connected with meaty thuds, Victor’s enhanced strength sending vi