Supreme Commander Crossover Novels & Stories

The Prince’s words were cut off by his father’s voice. “Promise me, Zumir, that we won’t just leave a mark in vampire history. Promise me that no matter who tries to erase us from this world, they won’t succeed—because you will remain. Promise me that even in the future, the black bloodline will stay powerful. Promise me no one will ever defeat us. You will become the Supreme of all races, the King of the world they all live in,” the Supreme declared with weight. Prince Zumir didn’t immediately respond. He couldn’t understand what he was feeling—anxiety, dread, a deep fear enveloped him.

“That feature on Cole? The board loves the angle — redemption, resilience, human heart. They want a follow-up. Something more personal.” My pulse skipped. “A follow-up?” “An ongoing series, actually. His comeback isn’t just one story. He’s the talk of the league again, and readers eat that up. They want depth — training camp, his foundation work, the family dynamic… all of it.” The family dynamic. My stomach sank before I could help it. Dana added, “You’ll coordinate with his rep. She said his brother’s managing his local outreach — a Tyler Cole?” I froze. “Tyler?”

He raised her chin using his index finger tip and whisper, "Can you defeat an outlaw King?" He let go of her and walks to the balcony. "I know you can't still control your powers. I can help you with that. Crossbreeds are wild and uncontrollable. That's why they are to be killed in an instant thinking you are a curse that will bring destruction to the utopia." "What are you trying to imply? I can still protect myself from you and everyone else!" Aria bravely walks through him and plans to jump from the balcony to the ground full of manticores and deadly beasts roaming around.

“ She is priceless jewel. She deserve everything good.” “ I'm Jaxon, your dad's new partner… nice to finally meet you.” He reached out for a handshake and I took his hand. “He's on loan to me for a big assignment I just got assigned to. A drug cartel called the ' Barrio 9’. Nobody's been able to crack these gangs of drug dealers, so they dumped it on me.” “I normally work with a special unit that tackles organized crime, but I'm honored to be working with your old man here. He's a legend.” Jaxon said and they both cackled..

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

He removed my hand that was on his collar and stood straight as he saluted the Commander he called. My eyebrows arched up. So, is he the commander here? That's why he's handsome. The 'commander' nodded in response to his greeting. "What's wrong here, Officer Corpuz?" "Comamander! Sir! She wants to leave this training camp." The commander turned to me. He has a poker face so I don't know what he's thinking. Whether he is angry or not. His facial expression is hard to read. "Did you sign the waiver before you came here?" He asked me. Even his voice is handsome too. Manly.

Only Council members—or high-ranking werewolves and military scholars—could enter. Inside the private room, two imposing middle-aged men sat waiting. The Professor introduced us simply. “Joshua, Thomas. My student, Rae.” My heart skipped. Joshua—the Supreme Commander of the Northern Military Zone. Gabriel’s direct superior. Their eyes fixed on me—sharp, calculating—but there was a hint of approval. “Rae, we’ve heard of you,” Joshua said with a smile. “If your AI system can be applied to tactical prediction, it could change the outcome for the entire Werewolf Federation.”

link, stepped through the shattered remains of the gate. “This is Commander Vane’s secondary unit!” the man’s voice boomed over the tactical comms, broadcast on a frequency he thought was secure. “You’re fighting a tide, little Mafia boy. The 'Total Harvest' is inevitable. Surrender the perimeter, and we might let you live to see the new world.” Jax let out a short, sharp laugh. “Commander, you’re talking to a Phoenix. We don’t surrender. We just wait for the right moment to burn you down.”

He said and my brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you talking about?" I asked, "I am the Alpha King of this kingdom and all wolves must obey me no matter what rank they are. So tell me Raven, do you think your wolf would be able to disobey me if I use the supreme command?” He asked as he titled his head. I was his mate and I've disobeyed his command before but the supreme command? I felt my heart skip a beat. It was like my breath was knocked out of my lungs. The supreme command was different. It was powerful, ancient.