Minecraft Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“If she’s thinking like a Mirage, she’ll go somewhere no one can trace her scent. Somewhere mixed.” Lechandray leaned forward. “Mixed?” “Where all shifters overlap,” I explained. “The Crosslands. South of the Ridge.” Curt groaned. “You mean that dump where panthers and rats trade in secrets and stolen goods?” “Exactly.” Krav’s jaw tightened. “We’ll find her.” Haden looked between us, his voice dropping lower. “You really think talking will fix this?” “It’s not about fixing it,” I said. “It’s about reminding her she’s not alone. If we corner her, she’ll bolt or fight. I can’t risk that.”

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He snatched up his duffel bag from the floor by the door and darted straight into the bathroom before Marcus could say another single syllable. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Guys, can you leave comments ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ idk if you like the book or not, 🥲. If you don't like me writing notes I'll shut up. 🫠 (btw who wants a spoiler)

“So you’d dream of me.” He winks and starts walking away with the rest of my pillows. When he reaches the door, he stops, his hand resting on the doorknob. “If you do kiss another man, pray I never find out about it.” “Are you going to stalk me, Crosswalk?” He shrugs. “In that case, I’ll kiss every man in my pack just to prove to you that you don’t own me.” “I don’t own you. Neither do those men. But… you’re carrying my child.”

“Croissants. From the place that pretends they’re from Paris.” “Bless you,” I muttered, taking one. Lila perched on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. “So… I woke up to your face all over my feed again. It’s giving ‘star-crossed scandal sequel.’” I groaned. “Please don’t start.” She grinned. “Relax. I’m not judging. I’m just saying — the man looked like a walking heartbreak out there. You could feel the tension through the photos.”

The thunder outside seemed to answer it. Marcus smiled, satisfied. “Ah, struck a nerve.” Elena turned to Damian, eyes wide with shock — but not fear. “Is it true?” He couldn’t meet her gaze. “Yes. But it’s not what you think.” Marcus laughed. “It never is, is it?” He threw a flash drive onto the desk. “That’s the proof the world will see tomorrow. Enjoy your last night as a Cross.” Before leaving, he leaned in close to Elena. “You could’ve had a future. Instead, you chose a ghost.”

‎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.

As usual, all the students are looking at us, mostly looking at Cream or the others, no one ever really looks at me or maybe I can't see it because I'm always looking at the floor but all of a sudden when Coco suddenly turns and says "Ah, Caramel!" I jump a little, Cream's hand being the only thing holding in me place as I say "Y-Yeah?" He's carrying up his phone "A fanfiction about us both is ranking number one in fanfic on W*****d!" A visible cringe shows on my face as I say "U-Us?" Chocolate turns around completely, now walking backwards as he says "Yep! Me and you! Yeah, yeah, I know I can't like kiss you or whatever but in this book, you really like sex! Which isn't a lie, you literally

Author’s POV In the middle of her living room Meredith Cruz is watching the news on TV and the poster head is her own husband, no one other than Maximillian Cruz, the alpha of New Moon Pack. She is looking at him kissing a young woman , almost naked and dancing on the tables in the middle of a bar. She doesn't even know when was the last time when they spoke.

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."