Tmnt Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was becoming a very long train, it seemed. “Anyways, this love affair goes too far and Tory becomes a Chimera. Apparently your mom knew how to become one as well. Her plan was to kill Carla and her tribe because Tory was still loyal to her. Carla ends up killing Tory but somehow he survived and lost a good portion of his memory. After several months of being in a coma he only remembers the basics. After a while he regains all his memories and abilities. To which he gave himself the task of killing your mother.”

Since the incident at the hideout, they have grown even closer and aside from Tatum, Clayton is the only one she has shared her theory with and he believes her or at least he seems to. “The first part is done. I will now pour your bloods on the sand and if it finds its way to each other, you should feel the bond,” Lithoha says and a full smile stretches along Trent’s lips as he squints at Leila. Leila looks away, her eyes focused on the blood Lithoha is pouring on the floor and slowly yet surely, Carmela’s blood from one end and Tatum’s blood from the other end make their way to each other and the moment they connect, Tatum eyes fly wide open.

I whispered to her when she finally slowed down and was only a step ahead of me. “I am, because very soon, Aiden and I wouldn’t be in the spotlight anymore. We’ll have new people to watch and obsess over.” She replied with a laugh. Okay, I didn’t understand any of that. But it seemed she had something up Her sleeves. Before I could probe further and ask her what she meant by that statement, something weird happened. Tamara suddenly my stopped in her tracks and her body went rigid. Seconds later, alpha Damian came into view and I saw them stare at each other, completely lost in themselves. And that was when I heard a growl from him. Yes, I’m pretty sure I’m not mistaken. I heard him say it, “

“Then, I will go create a diversion by transforming and leading them away from the hotel. Their report should hold that it was a wild animal that found its way to the hotel.” “I will stay with Kamala and cover the area to make sure everything goes well,” Levi suggested. “That is fine.” “Mine, Lana. My mate.” Lana began to lose her strength from the blood he was taking. He had marked her, and she needed to mark him too for the bond to be completed. Neither of them noticed the transformation that had occurred. Tyler was still pounding into her, making sure that all her pains and screams were now muffled by the pillows she placed her head against, fighting herself to stay awake. “Flip,” Tyler o

Conri growls… “Cr-crossbreeds…You a-are in-indeed a c-catastrophe…Y-you must vanish or else…I must inform them-“ “Do you know what? Why crossbreeds remain legends?” “Yo-“ “It’s because…no one has ever lived after seeing them.” “Ug----kkk!” Conri pulls the ice bow from the Lighten’s knee and watches him slowly losing his breath. "Con, is it not done yet?" Royu flashes in front him like a flowing soundless lightning. "Yeah, let's go. Where is everyone?" Conri asks. "Matt is already cleaning the mess. What should we do after this?"

he led her to a smooth rock by the roadside where she looked on with eagerness in her eyes "Tammy, I uhm...i well.." "Xavier what is it tell me." "I am leaving Luyota Tamera. I know this sounds selfish and mean but its what i have been contemplating ever since i was a little boy. Dazrey is opening the magic gates tomorrow, if all goes well i will leave Luyota tomorrow and never come back." Tamera's silence told him the whole story. Her eyes were now teary and she could only but stare at the man tearing her heart to millions of pieces

But Nathan is here, so sure and steady, pulling me back to lighter things even when my mind keeps threatening to drift to darker places. He’s still rambling, telling me stories about teachers he swears are robots and classmates who, according to him, secretly lead double lives. I’m laughing so hard I almost forget how tired I’ve been, how knotted my stomach’s felt since everything with Liam and Vince and even… Tamrin. Glancing up, I spot her again, just outside, lingering near the door with a look I can’t quite decipher. There’s something shadowed and sad in her face, like she’s watching but somehow a million miles away.

“Where do you think you're going? You came here and started acting like you're someone important. I would make this pack a bearing hell for you. You are just an abandoned omega who had no parents, so mind the way you talk to me, stupid bitch. She dragged Samantha by her clothes and sent her to the wall, then she held a fistful part of her hair, making her feel a lot of pain. “What do I do, Mandy?” Let me go. I winced out in pain, trying my best to get out of her grip. Mandy has always crushed on Cain and she wants him to mark her and become Luna. But she hated how we always cross-part and talk some of the time, but there was nothing between us. Since then, she has been bullying and hurting m

The letter Tamar had sent was with him, and judging by how rough it looked, Rissa concluded he must have gone through the letter. “Did you go through the letter?” Rissa demanded angrily, standing up. She was furious that her Crescent Pack was invading her privacy. First, it was the guards, and now it was Xerxes. The saying 'birds of the same feathers flock together.' fits them perfectly. She was beginning to become fed up with the Crescent Pack. Aside from her troops, nothing good had ever befallen her. She lost her powers and couldn't transform again here in Crescent Pack. She started developing a cold foot about everything she had done so far.

His calm exterior hides a storm of self-doubt, but his love for Samantha anchors him, their mind-link a sacred bridge that weaves their thoughts, heartbeats, and desires into a single, unbreakable thread. Through this mind-link, their wolves—Luna, with her silver fur and fiery spirit, and Shade, a shadowed guardian with unwavering loyalty—guide them. Luna and Shade snarl in battle and purr in moments of intimacy, their presence a constant in the lovers’ lives. In moonlit glades, far from the pack’s watchful eyes, Samantha and Kevin steal moments of passion, their glowing tattoos igniting as their bodies entwine, the crescent moon and claw mark shimmering with primal power. These stolen night