Minecraft Crossover Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Maybe it’s fate that is bringing us together. “Croix, do you believe in fate?” I asked him. “No I don’t. I believe we create our own destinies.” He said. What a weird way to put this but I’m still going with what I think. I believe that we were destined to be together. We arrive and Croix steps down. I reached out and I held him tight. The kind of grip that never leaves. Waking backwards towards the shower, I pull him along with one hand. The addict in him has me succumbing to reckless want. I grip the back of my wet shirt pulling it over my head and he does too. I reach up, grabbing the side of his neck and pulling his mouth to mine.

“You… that was—” “Yes, Cross. That was me. You were nearly blind from the amount of drugs that you took, but yes, that was me that night. I took your little girlfriend away.” I cracked my fingers, and then raised a fist so I could examine my knuckles. They didn’t look too bad—which meant I could hurt him as much as I wanted without worrying about getting injured in front of Meadow. “And all of a sudden, I didn’t just want to ruin you.” I clenched my jaw, continuing. “I just wanted to fucking kill you.” Behind me, Meadow let out a soft gasp. I was half-expecting her to discourage me from doing what I was about to do, but at the same time, I hoped she wouldn’t.

Or were just being delusional as usual? I asked, revelling in pissing her off. She deserved nothing less for kidnapping. "Think what you want, Cruz, I don't care. Micah is mine and I am going to be his Luna." I chuckled. This was too much. I had to be dreaming, in some kind of daze or something. I wasn't sure I had ever seen a more desperate situation in my entire life. Kidnapping your exes ex to force your ex to marry you has to be something out of a Tyler Perry movie.

“Before I break your fucking spine.” His eyes flick to Lex, then back to me. “Make me.” And for a moment, I actually might. Right here. Right now. In front of the cameras. In front of the fans dead quiet all around while the airport voice overhead drones on in the distance. Boarding gates, last calls, terminal announcements… Everything around us is noise. But all I hear is her breath hitching. And all I feel is my wolf, breaking inside me, screaming her name. “Alexandra is ours! OURS! OURS! TAKE WHAT IS OURS!”

At the same moment, Druk managed to break the chain and run to Austria. But it was too late, because Helen managed to get half her heart out "I'm going to kill you Xavier be sure of that, I'm going to kill you and that bitch" He said, looking at Perla, while powering Astraea's body Three months later, Marco opened the gate, which connects the dimension of vampires to the dimension of werewolves, and he felt his heart beating with intense love, as soon as he stood in front of the hut where Astraea lived. He hadn't seen her for nearly three months, because his uncle had sent him to the borders of the Vampire Kingdom with the fairies, for peace negotiations.

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.”

My voice fades slowly as I finish my story. Marael’s eyebrow goes up. “Kell? As in Kell Cross, brother of Mikhail Cross?” I nod my head, wary of her question. She throws her head back and claps boisterously. “Oh, this gets better and better.” She looks at a confused Taylor. “My former lover, Lukan, was obsessed with that Mikhail boy. For years he raged about his unwanted nephew and how he couldn’t wait to kill him. His obsession with the boy was almost boring.”

His hands and legs trembled as he fought the urge to fly across the track and make him pay hard. The train inched forward as another loud blare sounded in the distance, this time, much closer. Both men stood their ground, heaving, unflinching, and unwilling to back off, their eyes spitting fire. The train from the other end slapped past, forcing them to abandon their feud. Dev broke the connection and backed up into the compartment with a head that felt like it was about to explode. ***

Damien adjusted her hair with surprising tenderness. “Whatever happens in there,” Kael said, looking at both of them, “we face it together. No regrets.” “No regrets,” Damien echoed. Serena smiled through fresh tears. “No regrets.” They stepped out of the greenhouse hand in hand — a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch, bound by blood, grief, love, and growing desire. The final descent into the Nexus awaited. As they approached the glowing archway once more, the fusion creature had grown even stronger, now absorbing the bodies of fallen infected around it. It blocked the entrance completely and spoke with a chilling new clarity: