Novel & Cerita Mass Effect Crossover Fanfiction

just thinking of double crossing him is such a surreal feeling,oohhh wow this will be a big blow on his big fat ego,that pig poop needs a reality check and I am taking the responsibility on my shoulders. This way I am doing a big favour to the country, amazing Ella you are perfect ,ohhh amazing, still dwelling about future with dreamy eyes....... 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗣. 𝗢. 𝗩- Just as I came out of ella's room,I call my best friend ...... As soon as he picked up the call ,I starts without giving him any chance to speak , noone can stop me right now

As he walked, his thoughts boiled with venom. Cross. That bastard son of his. This was all his doing. The entire downfall, every bit of this mess, had Cross’ filthy fingerprints on it. If not for him, everything would have gone smoothly. No one would have discovered anything. But Cross and that little snake of a girl—Freya—had allied with Kaiden and ruined everything.

“That’s right, sweetheart. I’m that Mira. The one Cross used to spend his nights with.” My stomach twisted, but I forced myself to keep my expression blank. “I don’t give a damn who you are.” Mira let out a mocking laugh. “Oh, but you do. I can see it in your eyes. You’re bothered. I mean, imagine—your big, bad mafia lover used to be mine.” I clenched my fists. “You’re wasting your time.” “Am I?” She took a step closer. “Cross and I had a history. Passion. Fire. Everything you think you have with him? I had it first.”

"I’m the Glitch. I don’t follow the script. If the Altar wants passion, I’ll give it a fire that will burn this entire simulation to the ground." She pressed her back against the Altar, pulling Jaxson in for a kiss that tasted of iron and salt—a desperate, bruising claim of everything they had survived. Before he could even catch his breath, she turned to Kael, her fingers tangling in his damp hair, drawing him into the heat. The Altar began to hum. The obsidian glowed a blinding, iridescent white. [Synchronicity: 100% — SYSTEM BREACH!]

The upcoming scene is rated 18+ and involves blood and murder. Please skip if you are uncomfortable. ~~~ Cassian: ~~~ It is a few hours past midnight when I step out of my SUV and walk toward the towering building of my hotel. The city is quiet, but inside me everything feels tight and restless. Ever since my bond with Angel faded after I crossed the barrier, something inside me has been on edge. Kai is equally restless. It has taken everything in me not to turn back and return to the pack. I know my mate is safe. She is in the one place no one would dare harm her. In her own pack.

His hand shook just slightly around the knife. Nova’s heart pounded. “Stop it! You don’t know what you’re talking about!” The laugh came again, low and cruel. “Oh, I know everything. More than you, Nova. More than him.” Cruz growled weakly. “Stay… away… from them.” The voice softened, mockingly tender. “But why would I? When you’ve given me the perfect gift—your blood on the ground, your guard shattered, your woman trembling. This is the night your kingdom falls, Cruz Maddox.”

I glare up at Levi Crosswalk, hatred tightening every muscle in my face. "I reject you, Levi Crosswalk, and I will never be your mate—in this life or the next!" I spit, venom dripping from every word. His jaw clenches. His hands curl into fists. "And I reject you, Anastasia Purrey. I hereby break the mate bond between us. You’re free to prostitute yourself wherever you choose." His words are cold, cruel, deliberate. The insult lands like a slap. I raise my hand—rage burning in my veins—but he catches it midair and yanks me close. Too close. I can feel his breath against my cheek.

A ragged breath escaped her throat. Alexander carefully avoided touching her injured hand. Instead, he lifted her by the waist. Held her close. Closer still. Around them, broken glass reflected scattered sunlight. Blood mixed with spilled wine across the table. The room looked like the aftermath of a battlefield. Yet neither of them cared. For years they had stood at the edge of an abyss. Now they stepped into it together. The moment their bodies finally synchronized, something unprecedented awakened. Two SS-grade genetic systems. Two apex bloodlines.

Systems lagged. Signals dropped. Cassandra’s voice— Distorted. “What… is this…?” For the first time— The God hesitated. The Rise of the Unknown Mara opened her eyes. And they weren’t the same. There was something deeper in them now. Something— Unwritten. “I’m not your creation anymore,” she said. “I’m your end.” Cliffhanger Because suddenly— The entire city split into two signals. One— Controlled by Cassandra. The other— Responding to Mara.

Hundreds of thousands of translucent, glass-like bodies hanging from hooks on a conveyor belt, waiting for the Architect-King to strike the anvil and breathe life—or code—into them. "He’s not in there, Elara!" Jax yelled. The blue wolf was pinned against a brass pillar by two Ancient Nulls, his sapphire claws scraping fruitlessly against their reinforced plating. "That’s not a mind-control spell! They’ve **overwritten** the sector of his brain that holds 'Us'! He’s a hard-drive that’s been wiped clean!" "I don't believe that!" I roared. I charged him. I didn't have a weapon, but I had the **Intersection**. I let the Red Blood heat my skin until the green steam around me turned to white mist.