The Mandalorian Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“This is what happens to whores who don’t know their place.” Manda stood and walked slowly to where I knelt. She crouched, her voice venom wrapped in silk. “You’re not just beneath me, Isla. You’re beneath everyone. I’m carrying Roman’s child. I’m the Luna. And you? You’re the scarred little joke we let live just to make ourselves feel better.” She reached out, grabbed a chunk of my hacked hair, and yanked hard. “You should be grateful I let you breathe,” she hissed. “Grateful every day that I haven’t ripped your throat out.”

“Forgive me, Alpha Marcel. I’m just desperate to see Mandy. I promise to not cause any commotion if you let her talk to me even just once.” “She’s not here.” “That’s what we’ve been telling him, Alpha. But he doesn't listen,” the guards explained. “Where is she?” I asked. I could barely hold my spot. My world was spinning from worries. “So you never heard about Mandy’s marriage? Well, it’s smart to not let you know. I don’t want to embarrass ourselves in front of Alpha Lucas.” “Marriage?” “Yes,” he answered, completely straight and bold. “She got married today. And now she lives in the Black Moon Pack with her husband.”

"Yo, idiots! Keep those eyes open! Avoid that clinic like the plague! They're supposedly in bed with a Mandoria trafficking ring. Word on the street is they're in cahoots with a Mandoria trafficking gang. They'll clean out your savings, and when you're broke, it's off to Mandoria for a 'unique' experience—taser treats, waterboarding fun, and a surprise organ harvest!" This specific comment had a hundred thousand likes and reposts.

She crowed, "Son, you need to be on your knees, thanking the Goddess for sending Abby to be your mate. She's an amazing cook." Damien bragged, "She's an amazing diplomat too." Max did a double take and asked, "What?" Damien boasted, "Thanks to Abby, we have alliances with the Dragon Kingdom, The Witches, The Lycan Kingdom, two packs in Louisiana, one in Florida, and a number of other were-species." I added, "Don't forget the Demon Kingdom, Mermaid Kingdom and the Angel Kingdom." Max asked, "How did you do that?" I mind linked Damien, "Is it safe to show them?" He replied, "Yeah." I let Yara's glow shine through me, and they both sat there with dropped jaws. Max smiled, "You're the One." I no

Cold magic swirled at the edges of my vision. “You’re not dangerous to her,” Cael sneered, “You’re dangerous to what made you.” Kaela I opened my eyes to fire. The Lunari citadel blazed in all directions, golden flames licking through hallways, I knew by heart. Ash rained from the vaulted ceiling, and the great glass mosaic of the Moon Goddess lay shattered across the floor. I staggered forward, coughing. My clan lay at my feet — elders, cousins, children — not dead, but turned away from me. Kneeling in judgment. Weeping in silence. I could feel the mark on my back burning, the Lunar Bond pulsing like a curse.

He gave me a nod that said phase one was complete. They thought they married a pawn today. But I was never a pawn. I was the goddamn queen, and they just gave me a front-row seat to their own destruction. This wasn’t a just wedding; it was a blood pact waiting to be broken. And the minute Grave Maddox walked through that door… I was going to slit the devil’s throat with the same hands that wore his son's ring.

The union between Kian and Mia was meant to align with the World Council's domination of power and block out the connection to the Moon Goddess once and for all. "This ritual is meant to test you and your bond with him," the Moon Goddess said, breaking into her thoughts. Raina watched as she slowly circled around her as she spoke. "You know this reality where he and Mia didn't work out, but what if there was a reality where he and Mia did work out. What if there was a reality that you completely stepped away? What if they were actually happy and blessed within it?" Raina's heart pounded loudly in her chest. Another reality where Kian and Mia actually worked out? There was another timeline wh

I shook on top of him, clit throbbing under my fingers, walls squeezing him tight while I came a second time. We stayed like that for a minute, panting, sweaty, still connected. I collapsed forward onto his chest. He wrapped both arms around me, holding me close. “I don’t want this to end,” I whispered. “Me neither,” he said quietly. “But we’ll find a way to keep going. I promise.” Even though Ronan promised that, I know it isn’t possible. Once Malakar returns, everything will end. Ronan and I will go back to being nothing more than brother and sister, and when I leave this falsified world, everything will be completely over.

Ana raised her brows in surprise, “However, as a hybrid, we are not supposed to be created. You and I are not meant to be in this world. The same goes to your brother, and my brother inside of him. As I am your hybrid wolf, and you are my hybrid human, we are destined to fight.” The look of dread and determination in Asteria’s golden eyes reflected the same emotion in Anastacia’s eyes. She met her wolf’s gaze equally and she saw her reflection in the wolf’s irises. Ana’s hair was also gold with silver streaks like Asteria, but this time, hers had a few red streaks. “Little Luna,” Asteria proceeded, “I am bound to you, but know that my goal is to destroy you. So be prepared for that day.”

We had sleepovers and trained together until we started school and went our separate ways for the first time. It was my fault we grew apart. One day, I didn’t want to play in the woods anymore. My interests shifted from climbing trees to playing with dolls, then shifted further to my piano and the romance novels that cover every surface of my room. Evander fell to the wayside, and it was natural. He is a boy, and I’m a girl. I’m a witch, and he’s a shifter. I’m a princess, and he’s… a lethal machine trained to inflict quiet, swift death. I find it hard to swallow as I turn from Dad and pretend to be invested in his bookshelves. My mind races to our last encounter. Evander, having been gone