Minecraft Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“Not at all. Consider it a form of fan service. It will be more of a bother to you that it will be to me, I promise.” “Oh right, fan service because you use to be a fan. But wouldn’t that be abuse of title, besides I’m retired .it is a disservice to you.” “I still am, so, no its not. I’m glad to have you here. Anytime.” And with that, home girl was whipped. Something about having such a powerful ex fan felt so fucking good. She was very interested in getting the man…. No, the house and it’s…. surroundings better.

Gupta Comment your thoughts. As I've mentioned this is the first time I'm writing a mmf, where MM is also there. I first wrote MFM for Mad, Bree & Brandon (my og readers know🙈), but this is different with Jer & Lachlan being romantically involved, so do share your views!! Thanks 🖤🎀🖤

I couldn’t breathe, my lungs refused to draw in a breath. Dante’s voice was quiet and dangerous, rough with warning as he said, “Because I missed you.” He directed a cold smirk at me as he added, "Little sister." _____ Hello, dear readers. I write Dark Romance- about mafia, bully, arrange marriage, obsessed anti-heroes that you'll always fall in love with. And the theme of this book is the same. But this is the first time I am writing a book with mmfm. And if you skipped the Introduction, please note, this book will be DARK, with various themes you might not be comfortable with.

🌻 HEARTLESS HUSBAND CHASE HIS EX-WIFE. 🌻 *** Dear readers, I wholeheartedly and deeply thank each and every one of you who supported and read the story of Celine and Lance: 'HEARTLESS HUSBAND CHASE HIS EX-WIFE'. 💗💞💕 Writing this book, the second installment in the Mafia Series 🔫 , has been an incredibly enjoyable journey that was also filled with a whirlwind of emotions, much like riding a roller coaster with its ups and downs, moments of excitement, tension, and heartfelt depth. 😊💖

He frowned deeply, turned on his heel, and marched toward the door, muttering under his breath, “Motherfucker.” ‎ ‎I laughed again as the door slammed behind him. I knew I was right — Adrian could read me too well. I wanted Ren. I was going to have Ren. Married or not. ‎ ‎Then I caught myself. ‎I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair. 'You just talked about fate,' I reminded myself silently, 'and now you’re trying to steal someone on their wedding day.' ‎ ‎I smiled darkly at my reflection. ‎Still… I wasn’t going to miss this for the world.

When you have six feet three assholes surrounding you, it’s hard to notice anything surrounding you. Tatum reaches for my cheek but I move before he can touch me. “You always were a beautiful crier”, he mumbles, “Worse than that, you always did cry for the assholes that never deserved you.” “Let Ford go. I said yes”, I stand on my ground and the minute I say the word ‘yes’ Drex groans behind me like I kicked him in the nuts. “I, Sage Montero, reject Ford Kingsley as my anything. I take, Drexon, Tatum, Ronan, Rukar and Leviticus Rhodes as mine. Repeat what I’ve just said, sunce moje and this nightmare is over.”

“You’re dangerous, Vito. I know what you’re involved in. The mafia…” Vito’s eyes darkened further, his jaw tightening. “This isn’t about the mafia. This is about us.” I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. I wanted to scream at him, to tell him he was wrong, that there was no ‘us.’ But the words wouldn’t come. Because deep down, I knew he was right. There was unfinished business between us. And no matter how much I tried to deny it, Vito still had a hold on me, a hold I wasn’t sure I could break.

**Any chapters beyond this point are mini-novellas about the friend group pairs. I thank every one of you for reading my novel. If you’re interested in the following pairs, read on. If not, I hope you'll return to read The Billionaire's Little Brother, which will be released in August 2025. Morgan & Dutton Kimmy & Dante Paul & Madison Tiff & Samuel Morgan and Dutton Dutton’s POV

Better yet, I meant every word of it. Mena’s mouth was slightly open at me claiming her daughter. I had accidentally let it slip before, in Miami, but back then it was a mishap. We weren’t emotionally connected to each other like we are now. She giggled, big and bright. Then her expression changed to a look of worry before she covered it with a smile. "And what am I?" she playfully asked, but I knew she was serious. Without hesitation, I gently grabbed her chin. "A Fanucci," I told her. The name suited her, just like she suited being by my side, in my life, in my family. I leaned in closer to give her a kiss which she returned.

Judith jumped into the conversation as though it were indeed what we had been discussing. Dad sits on the edge of the clothing-filled couch. “It is as simple as stating. I, then your name, reject, then your mate's name, as my mate.” His saddened look forces me to question it. “Why do you look so sad?” I ask. “The fact that the two of you may have to reject your mate after finally finding them will be terrible. Hey, but if one of you rejects a Lycan, Devin is available.” His voice turns high-spirited as he looks at me with hope. “After what he pulled, no thanks. I still care, but he crossed that boundary and cannot return from it.” I huff as I pull a pile of clothes back into my closet into t