Skyrim Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

A few people pass through the lot, clueless, walking like nothing almost exploded here. I’m wound too tight. Too much is hitting me at once. “I’m half wolf, half Fae,” Sky says. “Forest Fae. You should be careful, Damien. You can’t use my necklace. It wasn’t made for you. Its magic only works for the one it’s bound to.” “Oh,” I say, my voice dry. “So now you’re above me?” Cars roll in and out of the lot. No one notices what they missed. “I am,” she says. “You’re Shadow Fang Pack. I’m Silver Moon Pack. But I like you. You’re not as bad as you pretend to be.”

As he leaves, I return to my desk and pour myself a drink. The One was once Damien’s friend. Now he wants to watch him suffer. Victor may be Leah’s useless father, but that means nothing here. Cross is coming. And we are more than ready.

SELENE. For some really weird reason, I didn't know how we got to his bed, but there I was, looking like a sacrificial lamb about to be slaughtered on an altar. But right now, that altar was Damien Cross. I could feel his heat before I even opened my eyes, lingering in the air like smoke. The bed shifted beneath me as Damien pressed closer, his weight deliberate, commanding, undeniable. My pulse raced, my breath shallow, and I had no idea how I was supposed to be strong now.

The hand that was softly caressing and squeezing my thigh surely belonged to Ryker but the other one, roughly fondling my breast and pinching my nipple, was without a doubt belonged to Khrysaor. Just when I thought we would be getting down and dirty in the alley with the rain pouring on our hot, sweaty bodies and the thunder muting our scream of passion, he detached himself away from me. For a split moment, before he bolted out of the alley in lightning speed, I caught sight of his eyes flickering from silver to black to silver as if both Ryker and Khrysaor were fighting over control. I didn’t see his face, I didn’t even have a chance to see him properly but I knew that it was him. I could f

Their guidance led the group into a new period of calm and success. While standing side by side, observing the herd they had put in so much effort to safeguard, they felt confident about their prospects ahead. The challenges they encountered had only strengthened their dedication to each other and to their community. The story of Crestwood Pack included not only fighting and treachery, but also themes of love, forgiveness, and the strength found in togetherness. Damon and Kyra's voyage showcased the strength of their connections and the future they were creating as a couple. The tale concluded not with a decisive conflict but with the beginning of a fresh period, characterized by optimism, r

Kai muttered at last. Aria glanced sideways at him and simply said, “I know.” The sentence was simple, yet enough. Words had never been complicated between them. Their friendship had been forged in sweat and blood, not in confessions. The monotonous quiet was broken by a distant television screen. The image flickered, the commentator’s voice barely audible, yet it pulled Kai’s gaze. The ring. Lights, crowd, fists colliding. And then a name that made his chest tighten. — And here he is—after three long years! Damian Cross has returned! —

The doctor explained. I was lifted in the Lycan's arms bridal style, I wrapped my arms around his neck to support myself. He was so icy, for me. I couldn't stop longing for him to touch me more. His scent filled my nostrils, there was a trail of Jasmine and oak blended in the best way. Where were we going? I wondered. Was he going to carry me like this downstairs? He was probably taking me back to my family. My uncle would think I was meddling in the Lycan's affairs, and he'd kill me.

But what Ryder didn’t know was that she didn’t have to die, she just needed to fix the seal again with her blood. The realization of this made butterflies dance in his stomach, he just prayed that he would be able to get to Ryder in time before the sacrifice would be done. Finally, there would be someone like him born in Astaroth, a mixed breed, half Khione, and half Axeris. In mockery, he tried to imagine what sort of a father Ryder would be, Lyra would make a very good mother, but Ryder? Nah, the man still had a long way to go and lots of things to learn.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter 022: Rainy night in New York With tears in her eyes, and nothing but pajamas on her back, Sofia ran out of the house, sprinting towards the gate, with nowhere in mind to go she just knew she couldn't stay there cause tensions were high and for the first time since her and spencer started their relationship it dawn on her that she was dating a betrothed man that is soon to be married, what has she gotten herself into, her dreams of love and a fairy tale was just lying to her, he is to marry Kara and no matter how much he or she denies it, it is a fact. Still running with no clue of where she was going or intention of stopping, rain began pouring down

He ordered him while Zayn stared at his father for few seconds but them left the room. Sylvester was seeing everything silently even he had many questions in his mind. Skyrim put the file and stood up. "I will look into this matter and if it's true that he has broken the rule than I want you to be ready for the war and you...." He looked at Sylvester while got up. "Take care of her." He walked out of the room leaving the three people alone. Sylvester looked at Alpha Elijah with a questioning look while Alpha Elijah smiled. "When Gia was born, Kavin took her away but Skyrim met him on the way. He was injured and wanted her blood as he smelled her blood from miles away.