Kamen Rider Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

This was one of our pack's trail markers where we usually hid clothes for durring spring time. "You little shit," Camren growled as he seemed to recognize the barely alive man. He had several heavy wounds and one major on his chest from a bullet. Was I supposed to recognize this man? Who was he? "That's Casimir," Camren growled as if reading my thoughts. He transformed into his human form and look around. Casimir?! Isn't that... What is he doing here? What happened to him? Camren went over to the tree and smacked Cas several times until he woke up. "Where is she?" Camren growled so low into his ear it sent a shiver down my spine. "Where is my mate?" I watched as Cas struggled to breath out s

I don’t know what it is about Kell Cross, but he drives me crazy, and for someone like me, that’s a dangerous situation. Kell Cross does not seem like the type of guy to stick around, which is why it’s better if I forget about him and focus on something else. After all, Kell just wants to rattle me. He doesn’t really have any romantic intentions toward me, other than the obvious, of course. Taking a deep breath, I turn on the radio in hopes of distracting myself from the sweet honey desire engulfing me. Regrettably, the news comes on, and my desire turns to dread.

Camerin cut it down in a single arc of silver, but his mind was elsewhere. He knew now. This wasn’t just Jaxson’s war. This was his obsession with Tyler’s Luna, twisted into ritual. And whatever he was building, whatever this shrine represented Kate was the key. Camerin stood over the spiral, Kate’s blouse nailed at its heart, his breath harsh in the stillness. He didn’t think. He acted. With a snarl, he swung his blade down, cleaving through the blouse, the wood beneath it, the circle of bones scattering under the strike. The spiral shattered. Ash erupted into the air, acrid and stinging, the smell of burnt flesh and rot slamming into his lungs.

** --- **The Static's Betrayal** They corner us in the server room. Ravel fights, her knives carving through biomechanical flesh, but the hybrids heal faster. My static lashes out, but Nexa *catches* it, weaving the lightning into a crown of thorns and code. **"You see?"** She floats above the carnage. **"We're the same."** The crown settles on my head. Visions erupt: -A world where Eden lives, his scars blooming into wings. -The Hunter, roots coiled like a lover's embrace.