Skyrim Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I let out a quiet, humorless laugh. What a ridiculous fantasy. Ryder Landon was the future Alpha of Crescent Moon, raised to lead, bred for power. Our lives weren't supposed to collide. Weren't compatible. Maybe the Goddess thought otherwise, but standing here in a house that reeked of vodka and broken promises, I couldn't help but wonder if she'd made a mistake. Each item went into the bag with a force that wasn't quite anger, wasn't quite grief, but something in between. A recklessness that lived in my hands and wouldn't let them stop.

"Sell. Dissolve. Walk away." "Aurora, that's... that's everything." "No," she said. She touched his chest, right over his heart. "This is everything. The rest? The rest is just bricks." She took a breath. "I want to go," she said. "I want to take the money we have left, and the family we made, and I want to go somewhere where no one knows the name Cross." Liam looked at her. He saw the peace in her eyes. It wasn't the peace of surrender. It was the peace of a prisoner who realizes the door is unlocked.

I answered while I gently gripped her hand and we walked outside the castle. We stood by the door. She froze as she saw Damion heading for the lycan kingdom. The lake was dry by now but they would still cross. The water was the bridge that created a magical surface to and from the castle. They steadily crossed as he slowly disappeared with other warriors. “Where is he going?” Aurora asked. “To save his people from more attacks.” Her gaze softened and her tiny arms trembled. “He will do the same for you, just trust him.” I assured her.

I was still on Operation: save Cross, so I stepped up and gave her my best smile, “Hello, ma'am. My name is Cyrus. Damian and I go to school together.” Her eyes brightened as she glanced at her son, shocked he could get such a handsome face as a friend. She must know I was popular. If she knew how our ‘friendship’ came about, she'd be running for the heels. “Really? Well why didn't you tell me your friend was coming over- “It's nothing, mom,” Cross glared at me. “He was just leaving-” “No, I wasn't-” She beamed, looking even more excited. “No, he wasn't. As a matter of fact, a friend of my son is always welcomed for coffee-”

Esca jumps to Conri’s arms and hugs him. “Well done, Esca!” Conri pats her head gently while looking at the battlefield. He saw the captured Lighten in his peripheral view, struggling from the attached ice bow in his left knee. He runs towards it and, “Hey…” The captured lighten is shocked and cannot even move a single step from where he is. “Don’t bother thinking about getting out from here alive.” Conri growls… “Cr-crossbreeds…You a-are in-indeed a c-catastrophe…Y-you must vanish or else…I must inform them-“

"Lyra... I will deploy every scout in the Cross syndicate to screen our underground networks. We will find a rogue donor who matches his markers. You don't have to break your exile for the Crowne." The tears I had been fighting since the safe house finally cascaded down my cheeks, hot and bitter against my skin. "I’ve dragged your pack into a blood-feud, Damien," I whispered, my throat tight. "You’ve risked your territory badges just to keep us alive in this sector."

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.

”will not have to worry about the curse. “Goddess, I didn’t know you were my cousin!” Skyy shouts before flushing bright red and turning on his heel to leave the room. “What, embarrassed to have a crush on your own cousin, little brother?” Damian taunts. Skyy comes back “Then is it incest that Damian and Selyna are mated? I don’t get this.” His brow furrows.

Damien adjusted her hair with surprising tenderness. “Whatever happens in there,” Kael said, looking at both of them, “we face it together. No regrets.” “No regrets,” Damien echoed. Serena smiled through fresh tears. “No regrets.” They stepped out of the greenhouse hand in hand — a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch, bound by blood, grief, love, and growing desire. The final descent into the Nexus awaited. As they approached the glowing archway once more, the fusion creature had grown even stronger, now absorbing the bodies of fallen infected around it. It blocked the entrance completely and spoke with a chilling new clarity:

Yet, I still crossed it. I know I had to find Lily. I had no choice but to find the girl. I shifted once I crossed, knowing that my black pelt will make it more obvious I was not part of their pack, but I will be easier hidden in the shadows. I ran through the trees, picking up the faintest scent of Lilacs. It led me further and further away from safety but closer to Lily. That was… up until my senses got overwhelmed by the smell of coffee. O crap…