Skyrim Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he informed. We had taken Cyrus’ blood before he left, and Pixie suggested we get their blood tested and compared. When we told her that it wouldn’t test, she and Liza took the blood and did something to it that they insisted wouldn’t change the composition of the blood, and would only remove the ‘invisibility’ characteristic to it. “So, Pixie can crossover?” I asked. “Pretty much, though we already knew that,” he replied. “I know, but it’s always safer to confirm some things, or at least those things that we can,” I pointed out.

Mia’s eyes snapped open. The light swallowed Damian as if the world had inhaled him whole. For a heartbeat, the plateau was empty, the rift’s glow fading into a faint pulse that mirrored the rhythm of his heart. Then the silence broke, and a soft hum spread through the air—steady, alive. Sybil pressed her fingers to the ground. “He’s crossed over.” Nella’s hand trembled on her sword. “Can he come back?” Sybil didn’t answer. “If Mia wants him to.”

Knowing that it was the taint of magic and bad decisions that pulled us apart, it feels like destiny is what brought us all back together. So many things had to happen for Tristan, Armina and I to even exist. It's crazy that we somehow found each other, when my mother's line was thought extinct. 'It is very convenient' Croxus suddenly interjects, his voice suspicious. 'I was thinking the same thing' I agree. 'We have a different problem to face right now though' I add, my destination now in sight.

Blood sprays, staining Selene’s dress. “Mommy!” she screams. “I’m here,” you lie. “I’m here.” Ryland crashes into Caelum, their clash shaking the earth. The elder’s magic lashes out, black tendrils carving furrows in the soil. “You’re weak, Cross,” Caelum taunts. “You always were.” Ryland’s jaws close on the elder’s arm, ripping it free. Caelum screams, but his laughter follows. “Too late.” The ground splits. A fissure yawns open, swallowing wolves whole.

Its far from what you are thinking. ''And how do you know what I'm thinking, the all knowing Sky?'' I sat straighter now. ''Damian and I were talking and....'' ''Just talking-?'' He asked looking at me with googly eyes. ''Yeah, just talking-....He mentioned something though about someone's death, a female I presume......and inside, he died with her. I think her death is the cause of all his hate and sorrow. I just want to earn his trust but gosh!.....he is just so stubborn...''

Realizing that they wouldn't tell me anything, I started to get closer to Vraxlon, because I didn't know the Purgatory and couldn't create a direct portal there. The prince of lust raised his hand and drew the circle before us. The world that opened on the other side seemed to try to suck us, sending a very strong wind through that barrier between the times. I cast another look of gratitude in the direction of Faye and Tennebris, and waved, as I took Vraxlon's hand and intertwined our fingers.

The rock is cold and it sends sharp jabs of pain through my body with every step I manage to take. “There you are!” a low, throaty voice reaches my ears and I turn around, only to see the same disgusting face that forced me to run away. Father Cassimir stops at the edge of the meadow, his figure half covered by the darkness of the forest, making him look as if he were not real, but a fragment of a nightmare that escaped my tormented life. “I will not let you lay your hands on me!” I spit at him, voice shaky, heart beating so fast I was sure it was carving its way out of my chest.

Adelaide has just met Fenrir Dragmir, a person we all know is Cain but who she doesn't. Let's see how the story unfolds from here on. Please leave your comments, vote with gems, and leave your reviews. A big thank you to everyone that has voted with gems and a big thank you to Wendy N Barett for being a top fan. You can find me as Knightof Nostars on F******k, that's Knightof (space in here) Nostars. You'll find my profile and you can follow the profile. The next two chapters are going to be dropped after this.

Clay Jasperfang POV “I can never repay you,” Rham says. He squeezes my jaw with his strong fingers. He has a toast of moon-wine with our best mate, Shaun Nightwalker, but I see his boots twitching. He wants to run down to the Silver River District and track Christine Thornfield down. He hasn't seen his true fated moonmate since they left before the frost, and his wolf is wild to go. Breaking the Covenant of Silver Wolves was a big, crazy move. I just hope the low-rank girl takes him back. She blocked his mind-link after they said goodbye, so his wolf is howling with worry.