Skyrim Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

I replied, without staring at Grim. Grim said nothing for a moment, and I didn’t have to look at him to see how his brows were already knitting together in confusion. “What the hell?” Grim snapped behind me. That reaction was expected. I continued, “And with everything James told me, I believe Damian Cross has a hand in this.” “Hold on,” Grim let out a humorless laugh, “Ava’s fucking fiancé?” I turned to him, “Ex-fiancé.” “No fucking difference there.”

Trix refused to roll her eyes at the obvious displeasure his voice held. Rexus was Sapphire born and despised Crimsons. More importantly he was a cold blooded killer, who took pride in his kill. The Crimson Princess and a few Crimson Knights would surely boost his fame and the stench of fear that would go well with his name. He gently took the princess’s soft hand in his rugged palms and kissed it. Her personal guards tensed, their leather coated hands on the hilt of their swords. Trix watch the exchange with curiosity, in a strange way wishing that they would start a fight. Her wish came through when Rexus slipped a ring from the princess’s hand and the sound of metal scraping against metal

She laid her hands on his side and I watched her body begin to glow before Thyyd’s injury began to heal in front of our eyes. Each night I cement my place in Skylar’s life and her heart. As Cyryl’s time to rise gets closer, the power of our orgasms continues to increase, and so does our love for each other. There is no question that Skylar is mine. Half the riders may be out with the nesting dragons, but they’ve seen us come to check on them. She and I have become inseparable. The riders who remain don’t question who will fly Cyryl. Everyone assumes that it will be Bynjym.

I say to him , watching as his eyes flicker with an emotion I love ; fear. “Then what are you going to do to her?” he questions me. “ I was unfortunate to marry her so…I think it is only fair for me to help her and her husband…” I spit venom when I mention Xavier. “…leave the world…Don’t you think?” I say with a smirk. “Don’t you fuc –“ my blade kisses his neck , and instantly his blood starts to flow. Rosemary’s Pov That evening

, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten. “No, there’s still another one. Esca, capture him.” Conri ordered. “He is entering the borders on your right. Kill him.” Esca molds an ice archer and deliver the bow to the remaining Lighten running from the reaper of death. “Amazing! Your smell is really amazing, Con!” “Well, he is just the son of the strongest werewolf. And, his mother is a crossbreed.” Risse exclaims with pride. “Even if he’s a half-crossbreed, his ability is still above us. Ugh! I can’t stop from admiring you, King!” Esca jumps to Conri’s arms and hugs him.

Together, they symbolized the unity between the werewolves and lycans, bridging the gap between their two realms. As the celebrations continued, Alessia found herself reflecting on the transformative journey she had undertaken. She had grown from a young maid with unrequited love to a powerful and influential figure within the Convergence. Alessia's dreams of being with Phoenix had faded into the background, replaced by a newfound purpose and a love that surpassed her wildest imaginings.

I growled. Scarlett smiled. “Then hurry. Your pulse torch won’t last long. And your mind—well, it’s just beginning to unravel.” She vanished. I grabbed the cube. And ran. Back at the entrance, Freya and Tamar helped me into the vehicle. My limbs were shaking. Liam caught me in his arms. “It’s done,” I whispered. He didn’t say anything—just held me tighter. The world was different now. But Scarlett wasn’t finished. She was evolving. And so was I. ---

I saw the huge sign with warnings, one standing out the most– DO NOT CROSS THE BOUNDARY WITHOUT PERMISSION. Yet I had every intention of crossing but before I did, I looked back at the path I had been walking. There was no one in sight but that didn't stop me from muttering, “I, Aurelia, daughter of my dead mother, reject you, Alpha Raiden Flockhart of the Dark Moon Pack as my mate and Alpha.” As those words left my mouth, traveling with the air, I crossed the boundary with a sad smile and a dead heart… unaware of the dangers that lay ahead in my lonely journey.

And it all had to do with one word: DESTINY. Oh no. Oh great God no. Garrix quickly pieced it together. Zayne and Scarlett had crossed paths. And without even knowing it, they've known eachother's pheromones. And if they don't reconnect soon, they'd rather break every bone in their body before die trying. It was by nature for two beings to be bound by destiny to become... ...to become... ...to...become-- "Principal Garrix?" Kairos pulled his sleeve like a child. The said man blinked finally once out of his thoughts. He recomposed himself, letting out a short dry cough. "Yes, Ms. Finnegan?"

I don’t know the consequences but I had to do this. “I, Thalia Carnell, renounce the lunar pack and tag myself as rogue” A slight pain shot through my nerves but I had known better. I stepped out of the border, I could hear a loud growl indicating the alpha had come to know of my leaving our pack. I sprayed some smell maskers and ran again.