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.

“I can’t go with you. My duty is to be here. I am responsible for these people now, as you are responsible for the darkness and the dead. You must go.” “I will return, Suicune. I will mark you as mine and together we will rule heaven and hell.” I stared at him and the only thing I could think about was these feelings I was feeling. I didn’t know if they were mine or if they were from my past lives. But remembering all my life made my confusion grow even more. As I returned to my human form and wrapped in the shadows, I pressed my lips against his in a hungry and passionate kiss. Sokaris pulled my hair and deepened the kiss, demanding more from me. There were centuries of agony... it was a se

Ryker buried his face in the crook of my neck, his voice a low murmur. "Elara… I'll stay with you in this wilderness forever, right until the very end." He paused. "When you're gone… I'll go back and watch over Selena. I'll watch her marry Alaric and see her claim the highest honor in our world." He whispered promises into my ear while mentally counting down the days to my death. Truly remarkable. The moment he stepped out of the cave, I turned my head and spat the nectar into a dark corner of the furs. Thankfully, I had only pooled it under my tongue.

He chuckled then clutched his ribs, “We’ll figure something out…But Alpha Roam will be back. And he will escalate this. They can’t stay here for long.” I nod, following his eyes as they drifted to his rosy cheeked sister. She was so young. And she was in love. In love with a boy who came from the wrong side of this mountain. I wondered how they had even met to feel the mating bond in the first place. Perhaps they were drawn together. And nothing would keep them apart. The Moon had favored their pairing for a reason. “I didn’t catch your name.” “That’s because I didn’t give it to you, Alpha Grey of the Timberland Pack,” I said, fighting a smile and losing the battle.

The Union of Alpha Damien Ravenscar and Luna Katniss Ashbourne. My stomach twisted in a violent wave of nausea. I picked up the card, my fingers tightening around the thick paper until it crumpled completely in my fist. The memory of Damien holding that second blade, watching me drown in my own blood while his fated mate laughed, burned behind my eyelids.

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.

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! —

He ended the call abruptly, leaving Aurora trembling violently, phone slipping from her fingers. Liam’s grip tightened protectively, jaw clenched with determination. “We’ll beat him, Aurora. Just like we beat Edward.” She turned slowly to Liam, fear heavy in her eyes. “But Damien isn’t Edward. He’s far worse.” Liam brushed hair gently from her face, eyes blazing fiercely. “Then we fight harder. Together.” Aurora nodded weakly, desperation and resolve warring fiercely in her heart. Damien Cross was coming, and the peace they’d finally found shattered instantly beneath his ruthless threat.