Mortal Kombat Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Cain, finding you and kidnapping you were also cemented into your storyline. Nothing we could have done would prevent them. However, there were two paths in which they could occur, and choosing the wrong one would be detrimental to your spiritual destiny. The legacy that lives within and beyond YOU.” “It might be better if we show you,” Hecate includes, as I stare at Selene and Diana in disbelief, like they had grown another head, or head snakes for hair. Joining her sisters, she kneels before me, their hands reaching out to touch my forehead. Glowing hands touch my skin, warming me as images flash within. An alternate reality being shown to me. One in which I had never met Xander, and yet

He looks around, everyone kneeling, except for his mate and the ex genuine lunam, she is lying on the ground with her hand on her chest screaming with the death of her mate. The glow that surrounded the young man's body is dispensed and now he has the strength that was born with him. Occisor walks up to his intended and licks her bruises, he smells her body and notices that Kratos lied to him. There's no male smell on her. He feels relieved. Sasha hugs him tightly, relieved. Kathe's despair is much more intense than that of the other females when they lose their partner. Her heart is breaking into several pieces, the pain is too strong. Her screams leave everyone stunned, seeing the death of

I shivered a little at the thought of fucking Grave, not out of disgust; the man has occupied my thoughts in the most sinful way possible. “I am not fucking him, Kane; I am anything but a fucking slut,” I snarled, wishing he was here in person so he could see how disgusted I am by the mere thought of it… supposedly. “I thought you had a heart, child. Don't you want to avenge your mother's, my wife's, death? I trained you better than this, Cross.” Kane snarled; I could literally feel the anger through the phone. Like it was supposed to scare me.

“ I would hate to kill you in one go, you know? I want my dear son to feel the pain that I felt when his stupidness caused the death of my mate.” “ He is your son!” Thalia gritted out as her wolf bared her teeth at Cruz. “ And what’s with your facts not matching huh? I heard that you died in a pack battle, how come you are saying something entirely different?” “ Oh, that’s because Xander caught me delivering roses to your mother’s grave when I was lurking around to dig her out and alerted Carter and his mother while Brandon was away on a pack’s job, I had no choice but to make another appearance as Cruz again and make them believe how I was too hurt to come back and what not that’s why I had

My parents had always held me responsible for Andrea's death, and Steven's heart had always belonged to her. I was the outsider and the disposable one. Reborn, I made a silent oath: I would live for myself and sever all ties with them.

A growl rumbled from his chest, not human, not even werewolf, but something more primal, more terrifying. The pack drew back collectively, many lowering their eyes in instinctive submission to power they didn't understand but clearly feared. "Please," Linda whispered, all her earlier defiance gone. "He's my only son." "Only because you treated me as nothing," Cross replied coldly. But he released his grip, letting Damian collapse to the platform, gasping and clutching his throat. Cross turned back to me, his strange golden-red eyes meeting mine for the first time with full attention. Something passed between us, a current, a connection I couldn't explain.

The only difference was a tiny tail. That tiny tail told Felix that Leonardo wasn't a pure Malevolent Phantom, nor was he fully human. He was a hybrid, as Donna had called them. He was born from the union of a human and a Malevolent Phantom. But Felix preferred to call them crossbreeds. When Xena had first brought up the possibility, Felix had asked Donna about it. Under specific conditions, if certain criteria were met, it was possible for a Malevolent Phantom and a human to not only conceive a child but also merge souls in the process, resulting in a crossbreed.

Cassian, in his loyalty, was prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice. I opened my eyes, a newfound determination burning in them. I finally had the missing piece of the puzzle. Dorian's resurrection, the involvement of the mysterious sorceress, and the sacrificial bond between Dorian and Cassian – all these elements were intertwined, forming a complex tapestry of fate and magic.

"You don't get to decide when it's over. You never did. That power was always mine." Cross looked at her. Really looked. "I destroyed you. Your life. Your family. Everything." "You tried. But I'm still here. Still fighting. Still winning." "You're bleeding. Tied up. About to die. That's not winning." "I'm alive. You're not. Not really. You're already dead. Just waiting for the body to catch up." Cross's gun wavered. Marcus moved. Fast. Closed the distance. Grabbed Cross's wrist. Twisted.

“Fight it. Come back to me. You’re stronger than this thing.” The fused Damian laughed—low, dangerous, but missing the warmth that had always been there. “He’s gone. I am him now. The perfect fusion. The one who will own you. The one who will rule through the child.” It crossed the room in two strides, grabbing Alex by the collar and yanking him forward. The kiss was brutal—teeth clashing, tongue invading, possession in every movement. Alex moaned despite himself, the mutation making the kiss feel like fire in his veins. The entity pushed him back onto the bed, spreading his legs wide.