Skyrim Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

He said, "Thank you, Arya Scotler." As the sapphire pendant settled against her skin, Arya felt a surge of connection to Damian, a bond she couldn't deny. Their wolves had spoken, and their hearts had listened. The past was forgotten, and a new path lay ahead, one that would lead them together, as fate had always intended.

I heard both Kate and Colby scream through our connection yelling at me to come back at once. “I, Amelie Smith, hereby declare myself free from the Silver Crescent Pack and am now a rogue,” I yell trough the mind-link. I can hear screams of no coming through the mind-link momentarily before it completely shuts off. Suddenly there is silence. All I can hear is my heavy breathing. Knowing Kate and Colby would be on their way to try and stop me, I turn quickly and make my way through the unclaimed territory.

No one said another word. They crossed the border two days later under clouded stars, the map Master Ye gave Cedric tucked into a reinforced scroll tube. But Miguel had something even more potent, Amarantha’s flame token, a sliver of molten gold shaped like a crescent moon. It glowed faintly at his touch, lighting the way into the Saphiren territory, a forgotten realm cloaked in illusions and sealed with ancestral energy. Arla-Rosa’s vision followed them as if her soul were tethered to both men. To her father. To her love. What she saw tore into her spirit with slow, merciless grace.

Damian was glaring at both of us. “It’s over when I say it’s over,” Rylan growled, stepping toward him. Damian glared at me one last time, hatred in his eyes. “You’re mine, Lyra. You'll see." He turned and stormed off into the trees, leaving us behind. Rylan lowered as he came closer to me, his expression softening. “Are you alright?” I shook my head. “I…” I felt myself falling and then darkness.

Tamara's pov “I,Caden Jasper, heir of the Crestwood Alpha, reject you, Tamara Vladis, as my mate.” A dark pit swallowed my heart whole, the very ground I stood on tilted. The pack hall was instantly flooded with murmurs, confusion swirling into every exchange. “Why?” My voice cracked past my trembling lips, “Caden, is this another one of your jokes?” My attempt to play it off failed miserably, his expression was as set as stone.

“Do you, Damien Cross, take Selene Grant, as your mate and Luna?“ “I do,” the man Mom is getting married to, replied. I rolled my eyes as a mix of disgust and anger coursed through me as I stood up and made my way towards the set-up bar behind. Mother was getting married. Again. Apparently, she met a powerful and wealthy Alpha—Damien Cross of the Northclaw Pack—just a month ago, and now he’s her soulmate." How poetic? It's been a week since I left the Crimson Dusk Pack. So I'd be staying here for now, until I leave for college—if I eventually get in.

My soul aches with love so big it feels divine already. “Thank you,” I whisper. “For staying.” He smiles soft, real, unguarded. “I’d follow you into heaven, hell, or whatever this is.” Clara snorts, a spark dancing between us. “This is worse,” she mutters. “It’s a group project.” I burst into bright, ringing laughter and then The vortex pulls us in. Moonfire. Stormlight. Gold. All three exploding into a blinding, all-consuming brilliance. This is the end of Aria.

Her cunt clenched violently around Draven, squirting hot nectar that sprayed across my mound and Sable’s eager face. I followed her over the edge moments later, my own release pulsing around Lorien’s cock as Rook’s thick shaft stretched my ass to its limit. The shared climax sent a shockwave outward. One of the new branches overhead burst into full bloom, birthing an entire pocket realm shimmering with golden-emerald auroras. The forging intensified.