The Walking Dead Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Fuck. I drag every ounce of focus I can muster back to my cousin. “Just cover my ass, Luke. I'll be back real quick. Promise.” Lucas nods, waving me away. “Fine, fine. Get out of here.” Rising, I push through the rowdy cafeteria and make my way down the halls. But just as I approach the hallway overlooking the school's backyard, a familiar scent hits me… and every muscle in my body goes rigid. Blood and earth. Dreadborn.

He wonders if something happened in his home. He texts the pack mates to gather the pack hey need to search and spy on the Juleniles and Danbracks they need to know the house of the cross and roses that coven of bhampirs that are associated with werewolfs and have cohabited with them and produced Mixed in which weren't look up on since they are a breed that shouldn't exist since they aren't as accepted as gay people are. AFTER THE SAID MEETING OF THE PLAN " Okay Alpha, whats the plan here" Cassandra one of Theos closest pack mate childhood friend and the most trusted after Kai

"After I'm gone, have me cremated. Burn everything I owned. Don't leave Rex a single thing. I don't want to see him ever again." With those last words, my eyelids finally gave out and fell shut. The wolves around me removed their hats one by one, crying softly. A silent farewell settled over them. … Third-Person POV At that same moment, Rex had just stepped off the helicopter after escorting Vera home when the System's alarm blared in his ears. "Warning. Warning. The female lead of this world has perished. The novel world will now select a new female lead. "Notice: the supporting character Vera Linden has been designated the new female lead of this werewolf novel. Please be advised."

- Joshua questioned him, walking away, screaming, heading towards his beloved's tombstone. - Please Luna, come back to me, I beg you, don't be angry, don't take revenge, leave it to others. – Joshua was shaking the scarecrow, between tears, kneeling, amid the screams, in which they tried at all costs to take the scarecrow prizo to the ground under his grave. Sasha saw all the trouble this was going to cause, rumor had it it was the humans who killed the women who were murdered, but there everything indicated that it wasn't, but a werewolf, he was being chased by rooks, screaming through the cemetery.

Young, eyes wide with terror, he held shaking parchment in shaking hands. Voice stretched, he gasped, "Reya." "It's terrible... Dexter's forces are accelerating quicker than we had imagined. Crossed the eastern boundaries. His hybrids are on their way. He is also not alone. He's bringing friends. I moved ahead, my heart thumping in my chest. What? How many? He swallowed with difficulty. Too many. And there is more. Dexter has something different, something worse than previously. The agreement he negotiated with the so-called Virus. It's... it's ripping through everything in its path."

Black spots were starting to show at the edges of his vision as his oxygen-starved brain started to shut down. “If I could recover from my mate being murdered,” Marcus continued, his voice breaking with a deep rage, “then so can Dallas.” “Please,” Carter coughed, barely able to choke the words out. “Let me go.” “He’ll mourn you for a few months, perhaps a year, and then he’ll move on. He’ll choose a proper Luna, someone worthy of the Cross name as tradition demands, and then he’ll forget you ever existed.” He released Carter’s throat suddenly, letting him collapse to the floor in a gasping heap.

Now he desires to take over the werewolf's mind or risk being shoved in the darkness again. Celestina muttered, “It is not the end of the world yet. I will bribe the panhandler to give Diana fresh blood.” She looked at Tommy’s little smirk, then gestured toward the unconscious Jenna and took off to get the beggar's help. However, after many attempts of feeding the unconscious vampire to no avail, they decided to move before dawn.

Three wishes I was afraid to use because it might backfire. I had Pandora, Liam, Elias, and Jordan on my side. They cared for Creed so I could ensure none of them will be willing to pull the trigger if he did become a werewolf. But then there was Dallas and her need to prove her strength, Dominique and her unrequited love, and Jared. Those three were an uncertainty. I turned my head slightly and looked at my phone sitting on the nightstand. I picked up my phone and eyed it. "How did you get to the edge of the forest?" I asked as if it could answer me back.

The conduit between my chest and the Core went incandescent, light pouring down my arm into the pen and back again in a vicious loop. My knees buckled. My back arched. The pen fused to my skin, metal and flesh indistinguishable for one screaming instant. I was not just *touching* the system. I was plugged into its spine. “Willa!” Jax shouted, voice distant. The second wave came with sense attached. Worlds. Dracula. Carnival. Graveyard. Game City. Tower. Maze. Worlds I hadn’t lived but recognized anyway—cold plains, ice palaces, endless deserts lit by too‑bright moons.

“Xiana… Some of the stronger Dream Walkers can possess humans in the waking realm just like strong demons can. I can do it too. You need to be extra cautious in your world.” His words sent a chill down my spine. “They can possess people?” My mind reeled at the thought. “Then what happens to the humans they take over? What do they do to others?” Damien exhaled, his gaze sharp and unwavering. “They amplify fear—twice as much as a normal person would feel. The anxiety becomes unbearable, suffocating. It drives people to the brink… to the point where they take their own lives. And when they do, the Walkers claim their souls.”