Mortal Kombat Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I left five years ago specifically so I wouldn't do something stupid like fall for his mate, and now here I am doing exactly that anyway. Except it's worse because he's dead and I'm the reason she's unmated. No, that's not right. The Silverfangs killed him, not me. Maybe if I had stayed, instead of running away like a coward, he'd still be alive. We reach the western border and spread out to cover more ground. I take the northern section with Marcus and two other betas named Cole and Jensen. We move carefully through the trees, scanning for tracks or scents that don't belong…any signs that the wards had been damaged.

The Alpha personally set our mating ceremony for the next full moon. After the banquet, the Alpha kept Evander behind to discuss pack matters. I walked back to my quarters alone. The moment I pushed my door open, a blinding pain erupted at the back of my skull. Everything went black. When I came to, I was surrounded by the cold darkness of a basement. The agony of my past death flooded back. I struggled upright — and a warm hand pressed against the back of mine. A low male voice: "You hit your head. Don't move."

Kael mirrored him, white fur catching the moonlight, eyes blazing. They stood on either side of me without hesitation. “Touch her,” Kael growled, “and there will be nothing left of you to regret it.” The figure regarded them with interest. “You burn brightly for mortals.” “We are not mortal,” Kaden snapped. “No,” it agreed. “You are collateral.” The word hit like a slap. My vision blurred red. The power inside me surged violently, snapping outward. The ground between us split with a sharp crack, a glowing line flaring into existence like a warning carved by the world itself.

​The title was: "CHAPTER 159: THE MULTIVERSE OF THE MARGINS." ​A man stepped out of the truck. He looked like the Author, but he was younger, his eyes bright with a new, dangerous inspiration. ​"The 'Davis Story' didn't end with the Vane Group's collapse, Nora," the man said. "It just went Global. There are authors in Tokyo, London, and Lagos writing their own versions of you right now. You aren't one woman anymore. You’re a Crossover Event." ​Nora felt a sudden, sharp tug at her soul. Across the world, a hundred "Noras" were being born in a hundred different genres.

Two students who were in their first-year,were thrown against the wall, unconscious. And still, they continued fighting. I stood at the edge of the ring, trembling with pains.Because this wasn’t them. This was Morwen’s plot, Kieran's poison and Veyra's lies. All put together. They’d twisted love into a weapon and aimed it at the boys and I was the ghost caught in the crossfire. “STOP!” I screamed. They didn’t hear me.Or didn’t care, whichever one it was.But they didn't stop. Kael hurled a spear of black fire. Jason twisted the air to deflect it,but it grazed his shoulder, and his skin darkened immediately, like rot spreading.

He grunted and buried himself deep inside me, his hips jerking as he pumped his seed into me. Cross collapsed on top of me, both of us breathing heavily. "So, still think I'm dead?" He whispered. "No. The dead don't fuck like this." "Good, because I plan to stay here forever." He got up again, his form towering over me. I could have sworn that we were both exhausted from just now's action, but seeing Cross all erect and ready, made me question if he was the Cross I knew. "I hope you're not done, because I can still keep going."

He’s on his hands and knees, his men, all of them are cackling like the love of my life being fucked to death is a dramatic cosplay. BLYAD!!! I’d crave the flesh from their bones. They’ll beg for hell, but it won’t come. I’ll be their nemesis, drinking in their blood and tears, till they have none to shed. That’s what I’ll do to them for ruining my Bunny. Dakor will pay.

"And now, Marcus, you are going to learn why you should never threaten what belongs to me." The entity inside me suddenly went quiet, sensing a threat it had not anticipated. Because Drake was not just any rebirth survivor. He was a Luna's mate from another timeline, connected to me by bonds that transcended death itself. And together, we were about to show Marcus exactly how powerful impossible love could be.

Mikhail cross could be Eric Draven’s twin with his rocker vibe, dark hair, and brooding good looks. It’s nearly three in the morning when my eyes pop open, and I realized that I’m passed out on Amara’s couch. The other girls left earlier, leaving Haley and me behind. Haley must have left after I fell asleep because I don’t see her anywhere. Rising from the couch, I see that Amara and Kell are lying cuddled on the bed. There’s no way that I’m sticking around while they’re both asleep, so I gather my things and sneak out the door before they wake up and tell me to stay.

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.”