Loud House Crossover Novels & Stories

"I already have my twin mates. How can I have two more mates? The Moon Goddess must have been playing with my fate." Rose cried out loud in her bathroom. After being rejected by her first mate and long-time boyfriend, who snatched away her kingdom from her and killed her parents; Rose was gifted with second-chance mates, who were twin Alphas from the strongest pack in the whole kingdom. Will she accept them and take back the kingdom with their help? Or she will reject them in her hatred towards the mate bond? Will she be able to become the Queen she was destined for? What will happen when she meets another twin alpha and they also turn out to be her mates?

Her top was on the kitchen floor. His shirt was open. His hands were at her back. The rain was loud against the window and there was nothing left between them except the last three years and the breath neither of them was taking. Then headlights swept across the wall. Her mother's car. That was how close it got. That was how far gone they both were , and that was only two weeks after the wedding. Zara Cole knows exactly what she is doing. She knows Ethan Harlow is her mother's husband. She knows every reason this has to stop. She just can't seem to make herself mean it and neither, it turns out, can he. Some things don't stay buried. No matter how many walls you build.

She was never meant to be chosen. She was meant to be a debt repaid and forgotten. But Alpha Damien saw something in Hazel Voss that her parents spent eighteen years hiding. He placed her in his heir's house like a secret weapon nobody has learned to fear. At eighteen and unshifted, Hazel is powerless in a world that respects only strength. She arrives at the Ironveil pack house believing she is a chosen bride. Four days later, she learns the truth: she was bought. Alexander Ironveil is everything unchecked power creates: cold, commanding, and ruthless. He can hear the thoughts of every wolf around him, and the moment Hazel enters his house, he can hear hers too. Her fear. Her anger. Her secrets. He uses every word against her, yet one question remains: What is Hazel truly hiding? Deep within her blood, an ancient power is awakening, one older than the packs and stronger than their laws. But when the inevitable happens and the one voice Alexander has relied on from the beginning goes permanently silent, he will finally understand what it costs to hear everything and do nothing. In a house built on dominance, a silent war is about to begin. Hazel was never his to break. She was always his to protect. But will she survive long enough to unleash her true power, or will Alexander destroy her before he discovers what she was meant to become?

During the two months that I was away for a competition, my neighbors insulted me in the neighborhood’s common group chat. [The girl living on the ninth floor, you look like a decent girl. Why are you bringing so many men back home every day?] [Can you moan a little softer? I don’t care if you’re a sex worker, but if you keep making loud noises until midnight, don’t blame me for calling the police!] [Don’t call the police yet. I haven’t had my turn. How much are you charging, Charlene?] My heart sank. Before I left for my competition, I had asked my boyfriend, Jacob Smith, to take care of my luxury river-view apartment. That way, he could keep an eye on my expensive paintings. What was happening? I rushed home in confusion, but when I opened the door, I was further dumbfounded. My 3,000-square-foot apartment had been partitioned into 30 rooms. Meanwhile, Jacob’s childhood friend, Prissy Black, was holding a string of keys as she collected rent money. When they saw me, everyone started laughing. “What? Are you here to rent from Prissy after learning that she’s providing cheap rooms in such a pristine location? “Too bad everyone knows that you’re eyeing her boyfriend. You won’t be able to benefit from doing such a thing!” I was extremely furious as I approached Jacob to talk about it. However, he told me that it was Prissy’s dream to be a landlady. He asked me not to pay it any mind and to treat it as doing a good deed. “You’re rich anyway. Don’t be so calculative. Everyone’s happy now, so what’s wrong with that?” The keys tinkled in Prissy’s hand as if they were taunting me. “This house doesn’t welcome stray animals like you. You have yourself to blame for not having such a nice boyfriend.” The two of them acted all lovey-dovey in front of me, and I immediately called the police. “Someone’s trespassing on my property, and my painting that’s worth 15 million dollars has gone missing. What type of punishment would this entail?”

To celebrate Halloween, our company booked an immersive “rural horror” escape room. My boss said whoever could make it to the end without screaming would get a ten-thousand-dollar reward. As a seasoned horror movie fan, I was instantly tempted. The core character in the escape room was a scarecrow wearing an oversized pumpkin head. I admired how well the props were made, but the chainsaw noise was too loud, so I slipped into a hidden compartment, put on my headphones, and scrolled through reels. The next day, I woke up to a strong metallic stench mixed with the sickly-sweet smell of rotting pumpkin. The police told me our boss had canceled the booking at the last minute, and the actor originally assigned to play the character had gotten food poisoning. That pumpkin-headed figure wasn’t one of their staff.

"I told you I never lose a challenge," His familiar deep voice echoed in her ears. She couldn't believe her eyes, her supposed boyfriend was glued to her best friend while confessing to a disgusting truth. Her friend chuckled, before palming his shoulders, "Right, you won, I am jealous, extremely jealous and mad at you being with someone else," He smirked leaning his face closer to hers. "Tell me, you haven't fallen in love with her? You stayed with her longer than all the previous girls." This made the man laugh out loud as he shook his head like she had cracked a terrible joke. "Love? And her? I only used her to get you back and see it worked!"

Aria Laurent was supposed to be the ghost in the Devereaux estate—a convenient substitute for a sister who fled, a nameless bride in a house built on secrets. But in the cold, suffocating grip of Luca Devereaux’s world, being invisible is no longer an option. Bound by a forced marriage and watched by eyes that never blink, Aria must navigate power and silent threats. In this house, walls have ears, and the man she calls husband is a shadow she can’t escape. As the line between protection and possession blurs, Aria discovers that the darkest secrets aren’t hidden in the cellar, they’re reflected in the eyes of the man who owns her.

*Story on hold* Sarah attended a ball, her parents had forced to go to the yearly pack’s masked gala. She got drunk and hooked up with the pack’s Alpha. She got pregnant and her father sent her out of his house because she wasn’t going to say who impregnated her. She had her reasons for keeping it from her dad. On getting to the Alpha’s house, she met him pounding hard into Valerie, the pack’s bully. He sensed her presence, and rejected her as his mate on the spot…

She's chaos in lipstick. He's order in an Armani suit. They were never meant to mix - and now the office might burn. When Katerine Brown storms into Mason & Co as the new creative hire, her loud laugh and unapologetic flair clash with everything Sebastian Mason stands for. He's the CEO with a no-nonsense policy. She's the woman who doesn't know how to stay quiet. But as late-night meetings stretch longer, stolen glances turn bolder, and tension crackles between coffee breaks and deadlines, Sebastian starts breaking all his own rules - especially the one that says he can't fall for a woman like her. A woman who challenges him. A woman who makes him feel. A woman who refuses to lower her voice.