Invincible Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

"Let's go." Damon Cross was thirty, six-one, with amber eyes and brown skin that caught light and made even Serena a bit jealous. He was Beta of the Ashford Pack, which operated mostly out of the Cascade foothills. He was easy and warm and slightly deferential in a way that made people comfortable around him, which Serena had always suspected was more constructed than it appeared.

After what seems like forever, I’m brought back to the present, suddenly and without warning, when he removes the fingers from inside me—his and mine. And I grab onto him, not wanting to let him or this feeling go. What if this is a dream and I’ll never feel this way again? What if I wake up and never find my way back? But his next words erase any misconception I had about how real this is. “From now on, if you have any sexual urges, I’ll be the only one who satisfies them.” DAMIEN. A mistake. That’s what it should be. Every second from the moment she walked inside and I lost my fucking cool to when she detonated in my hold as if she’d waited her entire life for me to come along.

With a face full of grief, I swung the club in a wide arc and brought it down on Violet's calf with brutal force. "He's a fake heir, and you're the real daughter! You'd betray your own parents for some outsider? You've been possessed by a demon!" I kept swinging, shouting my heartbreak with every strike. "Vi, we share the same blood—hurting you hurts me too! But for this family, for the Sanders name, I'm taking care of this villain today! I have to wake you up! A family that stands together thrives! We have to cut out the cancer!"

I leaned into his solid heat, resting my hands over his where they gripped my hips. "We are invincible," I whispered, the realization settling into my bones with the heavy, undeniable weight of a permanent truth. "Adrian Cross tried to use her voyeurism to burn this place down. And instead, she used it to make us immortal." "We are," Victor murmured, his breath hot against my ear, his lips pressing a slow, searing kiss to my temple. His dark eyes swept over the walls of the gallery, taking in the photographs of the ropes, the hands, and the profound, beautiful surrender that defined his empire. "Because we stopped apologizing for the shadows, Cassie. We just turned on the lights."

Knowing Dad, I knew that Jade and Wilbur would be paralyzed at best and dead at worst if I were to leave things to him. However, I wasn't a fan of such violence and never advocated for it either. "Dad, leave it to me. You can just stand by and watch." He frowned and said, "Don't you dare go easy on them! You're only being cruel to yourself if you forgive too easily." "Don't worry about it, Dad. I won't." After all, a scumbag of a woman who cheated on her fiance at the office and an office bully were a perfect match. I was going to make sure that they would be bound to each other for the rest of their lives!

‘’Let me have the honour. He mindlinked Tegan, and she stepped back, releasing her power back into the earth, giving him the room to exact his revenge. ‘Go right ahead.’ She moved into the shadows, turning away as Dante walked forward to let his Dragon exact their vengeance on the foolish human who had believed the lies fed to him by the Ancients. No human would ever be strong enough to beat any Immortal, and these two were probably the most powerful Immortals in existence. That was the one thing he understood. They were meant to be mates, created as Hybrids; their combined magic and power would never be contained, and if they produced offspring, they would be invincible. Yet somehow the fat

Ivan’s voice brought him back on earth. When he slammed the door of the car his eyes land on the white limousine parked at a few distance which belongs to none other than his friend. Damien. He couldn’t recall if he had invited him. Again, that fucker needs no invitation to show up any time shamelessly. Entering through the entrance door, his eyes landed on Damien, who was touching Micaela’s cheek. And the scene sends all his neurons towards destructive thoughts with pure rage. White hot jealousy engulfed his body as he took long strides covering the distance. Micaela didn’t see him coming as she was facing Damien. She yelps when he grabs her neck and turns her to face him. The next his lips

“Has he crossed into the eighth rank? If so, he’s a freak who’s even more terrifying than Callan from a hundred years ago.” Lucjan murmured. At that moment, he had the desire to kill James. He could not allow him to leave Mount Olympus alive. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble. In the distance, Thea, who was wearing a mask, watched the situation unfold silently. She knew that James had crossed into the eighth rank and had cultivated the Invincible Body Siddhi. Hence, she did not act recklessly. Instead, she focused all of her efforts on healing her injuries. Based on her current condition, she could completely recover in another day.

It seems that all it takes to start a simple fight or something as big as a war is having someone who is either greedy for more power than they already have or don't have or someone full of jealousy or maybe even a mix of both to ruin what could have been. I close the tome and shift my gaze to the forest outside letting my mind wander. I then remember Seraphina’s mating to Dominic, a Werewolf mated to a Vampire and according to the text in front of me such a mating is against the law, though the law itself isn’t stated within the text. ---------- I startle awake with tears sliding down my cheeks. It’s dark outside and as I look through the rain that softly taps on the window and watch as lig

I winked and pulled my phone to my ear, "Yes." I listened to my phone and watched her. She looked very tense. "Breathe," I whisper. Something made her freeze. I frowned but pushed my body away from her and listened to the person on the phone and sighed. "I'm busy, father," I snapped, there were more shouts from him and I ran a hand through my hair, "Yes, I already heard he is getting married," I paused when my father interrupted me for a minute but my patience was already running thin, "I don't care about Samuel Vega because I'm going to kill him whether he gets married or not. Kimberly is mine." I hung up and threw my phone on the bed.