Mortal Kombat Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Heckers what had I done? “My fawn,” he spoke, running to me. I cried on his shoulder, hugging him for dear life. I sniffed, he still sees me as his fawn. Bawling my eyes into his naked chest, my eyes flung open to see Mortus trying to stand. “Creed!” I shook him, his body turned ridged before meeting face to face with Mortus. Mortus stood, his snarl clear as his skin healed from the blast of light.

“Good morning, Kylar. Yes, I did sleep well. Thank you for asking.” Kylar stood a few feet away from me, wearing dark brown leather pants, a thick black shirt, and a black mantle. I could feel the rage crawling underneath his skin. His eyes began to burn, but he was too aware that he couldn't touch me. “You allowed me to believe you died,” he hissed. My brows inched up. “Well, you wanted me dead, didn't you? I disappeared from your life, just like you wanted. I thought I was doing you a favor.”

Alec manages to dodge the beast's first attack, but the wisps that accompany it clash with Jack, throwing him off balance and knocking him to the ground. I feel a surge of anger and fear welling up in my chest. These beasts and wisps have no right to mess with us like this, and I'm not going to stand for it. I channel my energies and leap forward, aiming a powerful punch at one of the hound's heads. My fist connects with a sickening thud, but the hound seems unfazed. It keeps snapping and biting, trying to take us down. Its teeth rake across Alec's shoulder, making him cry out in pain. "Alec!" I rush to his side. Looks like those from the underworld can touch him, since Flo was able to make

there’s no reason not to tell Liam. “Mitchel tried to kill Davi by choking him. Good thing Davi could fight and the guards arrived on time. He was resting in the conference now.” After saying it, the room turned even more gloomy, and the pheromone almost suffocated Alexis. The continuous sound of shattered glass sounded, and an angry growl followed. The alpha's eyes seem to glow a faint red as anger envelops his whole body. "Don't send that omega to the police. Put him in the confinement room!"

They appear on the bridge through the fog, emerging like ghosts. More and more come, and Alec is no match. "Alec!" I step onto the bridge right as he grabs a fallen Silver Hunter's sword. Before I can take another step, he slashes through the rope railing and the boards. The bridge snaps in half. I jump back, my butt landing hard on the ground. The two sides of the bridge flip backwards, towards their respective pieces of land. Alec and the Silver Hunters fall through the air. "No!" I reach out a hand, knowing its worthless but trying anyway.

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.

We'd all been in the same class for three years, and there wasn't anyone who didn't know everyone else's backstory. I looked across the room, and my eyes came to a halt on the girl in the corner—Myra Davis, the very same bully who had murdered me in my past life. I could feel the hatred burning in my eyes. She gave me a casual look and put on the same smirk she'd worn when she'd crushed me beneath her heel in my last life. I smiled pleasantly at Myra. "Everyone here knows what my family's situation is like. I'm not selfless enough to give away the money I need to survive to someone else. Myra, you agree with me, don't you?"

If Alpha Cross was Derek's future, Vera was his shadow-self, what he could become if love turned to poison. "Hello, nephew," she said, voice honey over broken glass. "You look just like your mother did. Before I killed her." Derek's lightning exploded. Not controlled, not careful—pure rage given form. But Vera moved like smoke, dodging with grace that shouldn't exist in someone who'd been "dead" for fifteen years. She laughed, the sound scraping against our ears like claws on stone.

Multiple attempts was like I was electricted by a thousand jolts of lightning. I could feel my soul weakening the more I tried. I had to beat time before Mazaya woke back up. Her mind took a beating from killing her mom or atleast thinking the look alike we found was her. "Alexander she's moving." I heard Klaus's voice through the empty space that I was in. Blackness turnt to blue as I forced my soul to completely cross over. Pain took hold of me before power surged through me. I accessed it. Without much though I was healing her mom before it was too late. Power was flowing through me and being forced into her.

On the surface, Marshawn was covered in blood, and his eyes had vertical pupils! A voice belonging to Third Granny came from Marshawn's throat, "Old fool, Williams Village is doomed, and I've lost my physical body. This time, I've suffered a huge loss!" As the words fell, Marshawn's own voice emerged from his mouth. "Yes, it was a huge loss indeed. My family is dead, but the Exalted Immortal still lives. They can still possess others and be reborn—" Slash! Before Marshawn could finish, a blade pierced through his chest from behind.