Rosario Vampire Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

I pouted my lips and waited for Rosie to reply to me but returned she laughed. "Why are you laughing now?" I looked at her back. She laughed once more. "Dude, I am not joking. I've never seen vampires and werewolves in my real life other than in the damn series!" My lips pouted in sync "You are so cute!" Rosie pulled my cheek, ouch I know my cheeks are chubby but I don't like it if someone touches it....huh! "Today I tell you, not based on the Supernatural series but from my life experience."

he said smiling and hugged me. I hugged him back smiling, happy to be with him. "You have lied Barry about yourself. He misunderstood everything about you." he said still hugging me. "It's ok. I don't care. I am happy that he is happy at last. Now, I am free from my guilt."I said holding him more tightly and relaxed. He smiled. I am Rosy, a hundred-year-old vampire. I was the only daughter of a magistrate. My parents loved me so much. But, then suddenly my father died and my mother married again for my sake. She wanted me to have the love of both my parents.

When Rosalie was sleeping, I had dressed her neck with garlic, knowing that the neck was a vampire's favourite spot for a draw of blood, and had covered up the strong scent of the garlic with flowery scents. So, when he wanted to bite, I let him, and he tasted the garlic, burning himself sweet. He vanished into the thin air with his cries lingering, and I pulled Rosalie to myself gently, pulling her to sit on my lap. "Are you okay?" I questioned her. She nodded slowly, and I knew she was holding herself from shivering. I hugged her, covering her up with my arms. The phoenix king and the rest jolted to their feet, "What did you do to him?"

He walked back to her and burst into laughter. Rosalie stepped back when he began laughing. She tried to hold back her tears but she couldn't, she had taken her chances and visited this place with the hope of finding him and now that she did. She already regretted it. "You're pregnant, for who exactly?"Beta Axel asked and shrugged his hands. " I know that you won't believe but I'm not a full vampire. I'm half human and half vampire, that's why I can walk in the sun without getting burned, I don't need to wear any magical materials " Rosalie explained with tears ticking down her cheeks.

Rosemary touched the back of her head and felt a bandage there. "The doctor said you had a serious head injury," Maya explained. "We weren't sure if you would wake up." Rosemary looked at Maya with tears in her eyes. "Maya, I had the strangest dreams while I was unconscious. They felt so real." "What kind of dreams?" Maya asked gently. Rosemary shook her head. "Terrible dreams. There was a war between humans and werewolves. People were trying to kill Austin and me. There was this evil werewolf named Luna who wanted to destroy everything."

I struggled but he suddenly bit my neck and started sucking it harshly. “NO, NO XAVIER, STOP PLEASE!!", I continued screaming and begging him but he didn’t stopped. He continued sucking and licking my neck. “YOU ARE MINE. ONLY MINE”, he spoke in his husky voice. I became horrified due to his cannibalistic behavior. I started feeling dizzy due to panic, my throat became parched. Soon the fear consumed me and I drifted into darkness. End of Rosaline’s P.O.V. Xavier’s P.O.V.

' And every time, I woke up hoping that those dreams meant nothing, but something in me told me that it was connected to the vision Veronica had about me and Marcello being mates, but that did not sway well with me. I could not imagine having to spend my life with a werewolf, a species that I had every reason to hate, especially Marcello who was connected to my parents' murderers by blood. "Valeria, did you hear what I said?" Alan asked, making me pay attention to him again. I blinked and looked up at him. "I was not paying attention, sorry. What did you say?"

The kiss deepened, slow and tender at first, then hungry as weeks of unspoken longing ignited between them. When they finally parted, Junie pressed her forehead to his. “No matter what happens tomorrow… I’m with you, Rio Valentine.” “Always?” he asked softly. “Always.” The next night. Far off in the swamp, a line of torches appeared—Odessa and Claude returning with dozens of figures. Vampires of all kinds, ancient exiles with rune-tattooed skin, wild-eyed bayou predators, sleek city-dwellers with jeweled blades. Odessa strode into the camp, her dark gaze locking on Rio and Junie.

Most vampires could heal, but clerics could heal a vampire on the brink of death and mates could almost always heal each other. “When did it start?” “After my mom died,” Walker told her, “I used to steal it from my dad. He’s a big lush.” Roxie was looking at him now, her scent rolling off of her like wildfire. “I might have to sleep in the other room,” Walker joked, “Unless you turn off your smell.” “Sorry...” Roxie blushed, “I guess staring at you without a shirt on is doing it to me.” “Did you ever think of me and, you know..”

"Lorenzo!" Cassie's scream echoed through the forest as she ran to him, her heart pounding. He had collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest, a pained grimace on his face. Just as she reached him, two figures stepped out of the deep shadows, two female vampires, cloaked in dark hoods putting their guns aside. "Get the girl," the taller one commanded. The other vampire began to stalk toward Cassie, her eyes fixed on her. Ignoring the approaching danger for a moment, Cassie knelt beside Lorenzo, frantically checking for a pulse.