Kingdom Hearts Fanfiction Crossover นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

And all thanks to my mother. She was a Helios Omega, which made her the perfect fit for the King to give birth to his children. Any Hades Alpha would overpower a Helios Omega, but since my father is a King, there was no way her bloodline could have any chance against him. Once the royals threw me out after her death, they labelled me a rogue; hence the infamous title others use to address me. Land by land, territory by territory, I'm slowly taking over every place my mother used to love. Every bit she thought to be the most beautiful part of his kingdom. One day, I will build a new, better, stronger, and less fucking judgemental kingdom in honour of my mother.

"But whenever I look into his eyes, it seems to me like I have met him before but that's impossible because I never forget any face." "How do you mean?" "I mean, when I really looked at him besides seeing us having hot sex, I see this blurry vision of a princess and two boys." I said standing up to my feet, walking forward with my back facing her. "One is called Khan and the girl is a princess, Aishwarya is her name. And the second boy, the princess named him Rohan. I feel like I know Khan and I feel like I know Rohan. Does that make any sense to you mum?" I asked turning to face her only to see her eyes were wide like a socket.

They were the kings of her realm, but the boy with the freckles was the king of her heart. Félix looked at the others, then back at me. He leaned in and pressed a firm, warm kiss to the mark on my neck—the mark he had promised to seal. "Get ready, Little Bird," he whispered, his voice full of a promise that made my wolf purr. "The war is over for tonight. But our story? It’s just getting started." I looked out at the stars through the shattered doors of the Great Hall. The Council was broken. Caleb was a memory. I had four kings, a mountain, and a love that had defied the stars.

she murmured, silver energy flickering from her palms as if the Heartwood itself acknowledged their forbidden bond. The Dominion was safe, for now, but the storm had only begun. Political tensions simmered, enemies lurked in the shadows, and their own desire burned dangerously bright. Yet, standing together, bodies close, hearts beating in tandem with the forest, they had proven their strength not just as Guardian and Alpha, but as two souls entangled by duty, power, and the undeniable pull of forbidden love.

Is the Lord Drachen who met me in my subconscious, only in the Drachentia Kingdom, or is it somewhere else too? If I may label, the Haddad Kingdom is an extra kingdom whose existence is written about by the author to give a comparison to the Drachentia Kingdom. His name is probably only mentioned once or twice in the novel. But here, the kingdom exists. They have humans in them and take care of their cultural heritage as well. I shook my head. Shouldn't I now have to accept this world as my reality? But still, when I see a human who's beauty makes my jaw drop, I find it hard to say that this is reality.

"Thank you for your honesty." As I turned to walk away, a whirlwind of thoughts swirled in my mind. I knew that this revelation changed everything, altering the course of our relationship and the destiny of our kingdom. But one thing remained constant—the love and connection between the Lycan King and me. Our bond was not defined solely by our ability to bear children but by the strength of our hearts and the depth of our devotion.

The city lay cradled between stone cliffs and frozen pines, cloaked in mist and moonlight a neutral ground carved from old treaties and older blood. Even here, I could feel the tension in the air. Wolf-shifters moved through the streets in wary silence. Some bore the white tattoos of the Highland Clans, others the storm-gray brands of the South. They nodded as I passed, respectful, but wary. I was Frostfang, northern royalty and a healer in a world that only valued warriors. My wolf stirred beneath my skin. Something is wrong, Nemphis whispered. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t afford to listen to instincts, not here, not now. I looked up and admired the Hall.

Hayden's voice brings me back to reality. "There is a chance that Theon and I are already marked," I say. "He didn't mark me, but I could've marked him." Hayden looks at me with pure shock on his face. "But that's impossible," he mutters. "Where is a mating bond involved? There are no such things as impossible," I say. I take a deep breath; I have to calm myself to do it.

He remained on his seat while looking at me curiously. "Yearn for my yes. Telling you that I like you too doesn't mean I already said my yes. Prove yourself first!" Then I stuck my tounge out and went out of the rooftop. Upon closing the door, I could feel the heat that resting on my cheeks and the rapidly beating of my heart in my chest. It felt like any moment from now, my heart would make an explosion inside my ribcage. Parker is the only person who could do such things on me.