Mortal Kombat Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Death turned his face towards Moratia and gave a slight nod. I lifted my gaze and looked at Moratia. The Ravens and crows that ripped Mizkeal’s soul away from Kian had long disappeared into the dark portal with his soul. The portal revolved behind Death’s divine yet haunting figure. His face was covered with a skull mask. He turned towards the portal and stretched out his hand towards Moratia. She glanced at me and smiled. “Thank you for everything, Carys,” she said before she turned around and looked into his eyes before placing her hand in his. They walked into the dark portal. Once their figures were engulfed by the darkness, a burst of light shot across the ground, dispersing the ocean’s

she complained, but Meko ignored her. “So here is what’s going to happen to you.” Meko said turning around. “You see that table over there, Hecta is going to resurrect over there.” He said looking at Marcus. “You two are going to look similar, so you are going to freak out the first time you see yourself.” He said looking down at her. “You are going to probably die when this is all said and done, your baby is going to die instantly when I do this ritual.” “Wait I thought Marcus was going to do this?” she said shaking her head.

Serena gasped between them as they brought her pleasure, while both men found release in her touch and each other’s proximity. When it was over, they lay together, limbs entangled, breathing as one. “I’m ready,” Serena whispered. “For the Nexus. For all of you.” Kael and Damien both kissed her — one on the lips, one on the temple. “So are we,” they said together. As they gathered the last Moonbloom petals and prepared to enter the final chamber, the ground shook violently. The fusion creature had returned, now even more powerful, blocking the last tunnel to the Nexus Chamber.

Only then did I truly believe I had been reborn, back to the day Sarah went to the forest alone. In my previous life, on this very day, Derek wanted to take Sarah forest hunting, but I refused and forced him to stay. The matter even escalated to the former Alpha and Luna—Derek's parents. Under his parents' pressure and his Alpha responsibilities, Derek had stayed behind, and Sarah went to the forest alone, crying, only to be brutally killed by rogue wolves. When Derek found out, he only said, "She's dead, so be it. She was just a low-ranking Omega. I don't care about her."

She wanted the way his laugh loosened the tightness in her chest she hadn’t known was there. Saying no to this wasn’t saying no to him. It still felt like a kind of betrayal in her ribs. She sank into the chair, the wood creaking softly, and let the darker possibilities crawl in around the edges. Better to name them than pretend they didn’t exist. *Kael dead* came first because, of course, it did. Dead in some nameless pass, blood soaking Nightfang’s snow, cut down by a cultist or an old enemy or sheer, stupid bad luck. Nightfang’s council delivering the news with gravity, Blackmoon’s hall filling with candlelight and whispers.

Energy exploded outward, rushing through the bond, through them, merging and amplifying and completing— [SOUL BOND SYNCHRONIZATION: 100%] [BOND PERMANENTLY COMPLETE] [NEW STATUS: FATED PAIRS - SYNCHRONIZED] [WARNING: Individual narrative threads merged] [Fate now shared - live together, die together] [No separation possible by any means] [Author-level narrative resistance: MAXIMUM] The world went white. When Adrian's vision cleared, he was on the floor, Cassian's arms around him. But everything felt different. The bond wasn't just a connection anymore—it was fundamental. Like breathing. Like his heartbeat. Cassian's presence wasn't something he felt through a link.

There's a clatter and Heather's talisman rolls away down the alley. "Get it!" Heather shrieks. She's fallen half on top of me, but suddenly my limbs are no longer weak. I can breathe again. Bucking my hips, I knock Heather off and climb on top of her. She looks up at me with wide eyes. I go to grab her hands but stop. What am I doing? I don't want to hurt Heather or anyone else. It doesn't matter what they've done to me. That's just not who I am.

This was more fruity on a subtle feminine than the masculine side. We were fighting each other; myself struggling to keep this going while he wanted to break it up. It felt like I was stronger and winning. Slowly, I traced down from his chest to his pants, fumbling with the zip. The door flung open, followed by a bone-breaking punch landing on his cheek. "How dare you touch my mate, Cross!"

I swiped angrily at the tears running down my cheeks, my eyes burning with frustration. "There has to be a way to reach him!" I begged, my gaze darting to the doors of Kael's chambers. "You can't!" Lord Mortis yelled, his eyes burning like embers. "He'll kill us all. We have to get out of here!" His voice was laced with desperation. "We can't let him shift! He won't revert back!!" I yelled right back, matching his anger with one of my own. Lord Mortis gripped my shoulders suddenly, glaring into my eyes. "You're his mate, aren't you?" he spat, his voice venomous. "Kill him."