Supernatural Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Not like she was supporting the enemy which was actually Clara and Kieran, but they were kicking some home world butt. “And you got it” Ronnie said and she didn’t like her tone. “You’re lying”. “Not like I care or anything, but Supernaturals are dying. Just a reminder”. The seal was close enough to what she saw. She had seen it in her mind and it was close. The wings were on her back now and Ronnie had a smirk and Danny grabbed her by her wrist and she was glowing purple. “Like hell I’ll let you out of my sight”. And they made their way to the battlefield. She had arrived just in time to see spinning death going towards every soldier. The power alone radiating off of it scared her. But she d

"Mr. Creevey is a muggle-born student, and like most of them, he got very excited when was told about the magical world. He had a hobby of taking photos in the muggle world, and when he discovered that magical photos could move, he spent the little money that he had buying a magic camera. And from the moment he put his feet on the Platform 9¾, he started taking photos of everyone everywhere. He was found holding his camera, like taking a photo, but the internals of the camera were totally destroyed during the attack." Letting a 'hmm' out, Erik observes Leona finishing the examinations, taking at least three times the time that it took with the petrified kitten. Leona approaches Erik and talk

Because of fear their ridiculous things would reveal the secrets of the whole community, they were also to be watched by the Magic Council. One other side was to be inhabited by witches, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and hybrids of all kinds of all races. Races were compatible, who tended to congregate in one area of course. No one had the spare time to deal with hordes of supernatural beings that were always ready to make trouble and capable of inflicting terrible damage if fought.

"Supernatural. The ritual needs representatives from each major bloodline: werewolf, vampire, fae, and witch. Their combined essence creates the catalyst for the Convergence working." Marcus stepped closer to the glass, his Alpha presence filling the narrow corridor. "And the purpose of this work?" "To reset supernatural evolution," Benjamin said, his eyes haunted. "To return all species to their 'pure' forms, untainted by crossbreeds.” The Tear began to glow brightly, and so did Casie’s eyes, “It’s ok, Casie is safe, but Seraphina’s mate? That’s news to me. The one Seraphina speaks of was one of my fated mates. He was her boyfriend at the time, yes. Still, he had told her from the start tha

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.

Their eyes once shining with nothing but self proclaimed righteousness, now shining with genuine determination to help the supernatural realm they looked down in the past and helping their brother Michael and Lucifer. Magic ignited the sky. In the middle of the battlefield, a tall figure appeared, casually eating a burger, as if the apocalypse wasn’t happening. A young man with messy hair, hoodie soaked from rain, and a bored expression. One of the Alphas choked. It was alpha Trevor Cross Wallace of Blood Crusade pack. “Glu-ther?”

Like come on, why does it have to be in his era all this needed to happen he just couldn't understand. "But how do I even get stronger" "Well the one way I can see for right now is through energy and soul crystals, follow me" As they journeyed through the celestial realm, Lysandra led Alex to a portal that shimmered with myriad colors. "This portal will take you to a realm where all supernatural creatures converge—a place known as the Crossroads. It is a commercial hub where beings from various worlds and dimensions come to trade, interact, and pursue their destinies." Alex looked at the portal, feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He knew he couldn't stay in the celestial realm,

As strange occurrences plagued Everwood—disappearing pets, flickering streetlights, and odd markings etched on the town's trees—the friends realized they were at the center of a supernatural storm. They soon found an ally in the enigmatic Dr. Harper, a scientist with a haunted past, who had been studying the interdimensional rifts that plagued Everwood for decades. Together, they embarked on a perilous journey, navigating both the quaint charm of their town and the treacherous depths of the Upside Realms. As the boundaries between the two worlds blurred, the friends encountered creatures that defied logic and a malevolent force known as the Shadow Weaver, a spectral entity manipulating the f

,Bazaar prodded sharply. "The girl... she confessed to Xavier that she isn't a dark angel",Jacob continued, hating himself for what he was doing but doing it all the same. "She said she's not from this life... " "And?",Bazaar snapped at him, getting impatient with his stalling. Jacob gulped, lowered his head and whispered the last part which was heard by every creature present there. "And that, she is mated to the lycan, Supreme Alpha Qinn" There was a collective gasp from the shadow warriors and annoyed snarls from the lycanthropes. They found it hard to believe a dark angel was mated to a lycan. It was a preposterous thought.

He ignored them because none of them were strong enough to survive him. A sharp nudge to my ribs shattered the illusion instantly. “If you bite your lip any harder, you’re going to bleed all over your desk,” Maya whispered, leaning across the narrow gap between our seats. Her golden wolf eyes dropped down to my notebook page and narrowed in sheer disbelief. I looked down. Instead of tracing the timeline of the pack treaties, I had carved the words –Supreme Lycan– over and over again inside a heavily scratched heart. “Goodness,” Maya muttered, quickly slapping her hand over the page before anyone else could look. “Please tell me you’re plotting an assassination and not actively fantasizing ab