Overlord Crossover Novels & Stories

"It's older. Much older. Possibly your mother's generation. Possibly older than that." I stared at him. "What does that mean exactly?" I asked. "It means whoever this original Olandria cross is. She was there at the beginning." He moved to a different document. "The creatures Remi. The ones attacking the palace. Attacking Nero. Attacking villages." He paused. "Someone created them. A long time ago. And the records suggest the Olandria bloodline was involved in that creation." The room was very quiet. "Involved how?" I said carefully.

Kieran was not in the room, he was attending to other things, so I was barely distracted. One war stood out immediately; the War of the Crimson Sky. The Moon Goddess had called upon humans to fight alongside her celestial warriors. The sky, once peaceful, had turned blood-red as thousands clashed. It was said that the battle lasted for seven nights without rest, and on the final night, the Goddess herself descended, her silver light washing over the battlefield. Her presence alone ended the war, forcing the darkness to retreat.

.... (Aurora's POV) My heart completely sank. Leaping and almost bursting through my chest, for I have crossed part with the devil himself. And no, he is nothing like the tales told, he is not an ugly red man with horns but rather a beautiful man with luscious hair who can easily bewitch one with just a single stare. His golden brown eyes, which I clearly remembered changing color, shone brighter when he smiled even though I could tell those smiles were fake, all a sham to manipulate another victim....

She tightly gripped her hand, causing her knuckles to lose their color. A bright light emanated from the area where the groyals were launching their assault on Damien's men. From the direction of the trees in the forest as well, creating a scene resembles a captivating dance of the enchanting aurora. It was beautiful, if only it wasn't followed by the roar of wrath as those creatures were destroyed. 'Yes! You did it, Cat. You're so much more than you think you are. You are a goddess.' I wish Celeste could hear the roar of her creatures, which are destroyed one by one by Catrina.

Daniel had silently observed their little interaction taking a mental note of Penelope’s uncomfortable body language “ I’m glad to finally have you back, your work at the border was exemplary, it was quite unfortunate you missed my wedding though “Alpha Reynolds said chuckling as he stepped forward to hug Daniel. Both alphas had grown close over the years, Daniel had great respect and cared deeply for his uncle and their time apart had affected them both. Daniel warmly embraced his uncle “Ah now tell me do you finally have any wolf that has piqued your interest “ the head alpha said with a smirk on his face Daniel laughed at his uncle’s question “ I was too busy fighting off rogues to notice

Drake then changes back to his human form and jumps up to stand next to Angel. “Poor souls lost in their own pitiful power.” Drake stares at his master in suspicion. “You don’t have to worry about Angel. He is just fine, sleeping, but fine.” “Then may I ask who you are?” Drake doesn’t let down his guard. Angel smiles, “I’m his power. You could say that his power is so incredibly great that it has a mind of its own. Two different entities working together and when they become one will have enough power to take over the entire world, or even destroy it if necessary. He will wake up soon, but before that, we have to thank those girls because they will soon become a powerful alley for us.” Drake

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

Terra wore it as she saw the hall fill up again with elementals, she stared at the portals as they opened and wolves came through, a red and white wolf with a brown one leading them as they both changed to sorrena and daren as they took their places besides her as terra nodded to them, Terra jumped from the podium as she ran towards the portals, a roar followed me as she jumped through, And so it began, all around aratia, sleeper cells of the resistance arose, overthrowing their oppressors whose only source of strength was from marxis who was currently indisposed. Communication lines went haywire or dead as resistance members sabotaged most if not all of them. Messages were sent, signals wer

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

His tongued lolled out of his mouth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He turned on his heels and exited the room. Not without handing his Glock to the guard who did a double take at the now dead body hanging from the chain. If Marcelli wouldn’t bend the rules, he would. With that thought echoing in his mind, he walked out of GREZZO’s doors. Later, he requested to know his Mark’s name. Leon. Leon Wyder, they’d told him. The names. They were his trophies. ******************************