Minecraft Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Not so fast, fatty. Accept my rejection before you leave. I, Rylan Ward of the Blackridge Pack, reject you, Marielle Cross, as my mate and future Luna.“ Pain tears through my chest like a blade. My hands clutch my shirt tightly in an attempt to contain the heartbreak. My knees buckle, but I won’t fall again. Not here—where everyone can see. After I manage to steady myself a little, I begin speaking without turning back. “I, Marielle Cross, accept your rejection,” I say carefully, making sure my voice doesn’t tremble. My body trembles as the rejection pain hits me like a sledgehammer. I stand rooted to the spot as the bond snaps. My ever-silent wolf growls silently before going hollow.

Victim of His Obsession By: bleed4more Prologue I really don’t think that I will be in this situation. I wasn’t prepared for this, I knew to myself that I’m not that good to be admire this much. I never wanted to be like this, to become a fool by myself. My name is Xencia Enclovia Morcos, I am being rejected by anyone. Trying to fit in, but it doesn’t suit me. Insecure, judge by the others, low level woman and a no one. That’s how I see myself.

He is my biker, and I am his mafia princess. THE END. Hi lovelies, this is the end of Angel and Ryder’s story. Thank you for reading. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I was going to write a separate story for our little Rebel, but I have decided to combine the two. So her story will start in the next chapter. I have also started to write Cassandria and Matteo’s story, so keep an eye out for theirs. It will be called Tesoro and exclusively available to GoodNovel.

‎I stared at the screen, scrolling slowly through Reya’s report. Every line made the smirk on my face stretch wider. ‎Name: Ren Banks ‎Age: 24 ‎Occupation: Artist (anonymously known as “Scarlet Thread”) ‎Residence: Apartment 4B, Willow Creek Complex ‎Known Associates: Best friend – Ayesha Hassan (frequent club companion) . Daughter of the commissioner and head of security. ‎Relationship Status: Currently engaged to Lila Quinn.

It has now been four days since that incident, and we are currently awaiting a visitor, the one Drew promised would allow me to share what really is going on with me, he who will have answers to my questions. I conducted my own investigation, though the findings were limited. However, one thing is clear: my visions have become more vivid, revealing that Drew and I were once known as Draco and Fedora. I possess knowledge of certain details that even the book does not mention. They were mates a century and a half ago; he was the alpha, and she was of mixed heritage—half witch and half werewolf, as her mother was a witch. Their love story began long before they realized their true connection as

Allegra’s Pov In the dim glow of moonlight, Xander and I engage in conversation, and with each word, I'm drawn more into his world. His strength and commanding presence are captivating, making me realize how much I'm drawn to him. We delve into the intricacies of the mating ceremony, a topic that doesn't exactly excite me, but I listen intently because it's him sharing it with me. As the night grows colder, I can't help but shiver, and instinctively, Xander wraps an arm around me, pulling me closer. It's a comforting gesture, and despite the mundane topic, I find myself enjoying the warmth of his proximity.

bring your stuff from your hostel, you are going to stay with me from now,” he replied looking at me while wrapping his arms around my waist. I hastily tried to protest, “But I don’t-” He didn’t give me the chance to complete his sentence and replied, “No but. I can sleep with you in your small bed but I cannot share the room with your stupid roommates. So, I can't stay in your hostel. Better you stay with me, in my apartment.” I looked at him surprisingly but I didn’t argue. I already knew Xander was too stubborn to listen so I nodded with a sigh. Though I liked the thought of staying together I was thinking about my practice. I asked Xander, “Can you able to know anything about the attack

Well, that was what Thalia was going through right now, she didn’t know whether Cruz was saying the truth or not but she felt her brain sort of freeze as she shuffled back and said, “ This is a joke right? This has to be a joke.” “ You can deny it all you want, sweetie but you know it in your heart that it's the truth,” Cruz smirked as he kicked back on his chair. “ You remember it all but you just don’t want to accept it, I know I get that feeling too… I felt the same way when I found out that my mate mated with a f*cking submissive, she could have done so much better than that gutless submissive wolf but she just had to do something to piss me off.”

"It wasn't your fault, it was mine Cryx." Cryx was startled to hear her voice, he thought he was hallucinating at first but ended up in tears when she confirmed that she was the real deal. Caspian hid at the side for a while and allowed them to share a moment, it hurt him that his girlfriend was with another guy, but it was for the best.

I had seen that face four days ago. I had seen it buried in a pillow on my own bed. I had seen her naked, fucking my husband. I had heard her scream Caleb’s name while I stood in the doorway. Cathy. The model. The "colleague." The woman who had helped destroy my marriage was standing in the middle of the clubhouse, wearing a Midnight Reapers support shirt. My stomach lurched violently. Bile rose in my throat. Reaper said something to her and she threw her head back, laughing again. She leaned in and kissed him. It was a deep, open-mouthed kiss that staked her claim.