Tokyo Ghoul Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Valerie, on the other hand, is becoming uncomfortable as she realizes the emperor is staring at her, more like monitoring her; she also tried to recall everything related to him because she believes she has met him before, but her memory is getting vague. She shakes her head as she walks to her bed and stops in front of August, "I believe you have your own room to sleep," she says, glancing away. "No, I don't, and there's nothing wrong if I sleep here, after all, you're my wife," August responds as he also lies about not having his own room, Valerie slightly frowns, unsure whether it's really okay for her to sleep with a man because this will be her first time sleeping with other people. "Th

"I remember nothing from my previous life but I happen to know that this was my home at a certain point in my life, you are my soul mate and to recover both my memories and my body, intimacy with you is needed so, marry me." Geneva recoiled instantly with all her might. Someone give her a bucket, toilet, anything. She wanted to vomit blood. She made a wailing sound from her throat. It sounded like a laugh and at the same time, a cry. This sound could scare even a ghost but luckily, this ghost seemed to be more rigid than a wall. She thinks: Am I supposed to be happy that I at least got a modest ghost who wants marriage before intimacy. One who thinks marriage before intimacy with it makes it

The European Council was dead, the cartel was ash, and her father was a ghost. But as Laila looked up at the dark, vaulted ceiling of the cavern, she felt a sudden, sharp spike of ice pierce the back of her brain. It wasn't a frequency from the engines, and it wasn't a memory of the ancestors. It was a message from across the eastern ocean a deep, low vibration that carried the scent of cherry blossoms, sulfur, and the unmistakable, suffocating clicking of a billion Soul-Eaters waking up beneath the mountains of Japan.

She went back to her bed and laid back on it, in the same position as her lifeless body. She laid back, closed her eyes, and opened them. She got up, looked around, and was greeted with the sight of graves. She was back in that same cemetery, but this time the gates were open and she could see them. Only one name came into her mind "Austin". If he can see her, then there was a reason why. She thought he was the key for her to getting back and she wasn't ready to mess it up this time. She left the cemetery and went back to Austin's place. Standing at the exact place where she stood, waiting for him to come back. She was sure no one was home, because all the lights were out and she had gone in

There, he was going in, right when on that particular morning when everything would start, and the series of accidents would happen. So, he didn't have to walk far, the Kurayami of the tunnel was taken by the Moon of two huge balls of bluish circular light and without pupils, then, looking better, he saw right in front of him, standing with a bunch of flaming white hair as if it was some kind of doll, with an old kimono, red and black chickened, with short pants of the same style, above the knee, and curved, full of skin, with flaming white skin, on which there was old skin. It was herself the ghost he was looking for, if he convinced her, she would take him to her husband on the other side

He took his time and finally fixed his attention to the short girl with butterfly hairpins, thinking he would easily devour her. As soon as he was done calculating, he jumped as high, alerting the three humans. But as the ghoul’s increased speed, he immediately took his target and disappeared within a blink leaving Yushiro and Rebecca to freeze in the moment. When they realized, they spread and chased the ghoul.

In that instant earlier, he clearly saw a black figure appear behind the tree in the pool, invading Shirley’s soul along with those green lights. “Soul possession?” Alex muttered to himself. He grabbed the Requiem Clock in his hand. Then, he forcibly penetrated his soul power into Shirley. In the next second, the scene before him changed drastically. Surprisingly, he had arrived at a quaint courtyard. ‘Is this... Shirley Hancock’s dreamworld?’

On such occasions, Ancio would record her dreams through the pages of old books before Vivian forgot them all. "A young man named Watson Layer will become Greedius's new body, he wants to take Hector Sparker's soul, but first Greedius needs a body to function easily..." Vivian began to recount his story. saw so Ancio could take notes before she forgot. "So what will happen to Hector and that young man named Watson?" “They will all die. That is their fate and destiny.” Vivian replied nonchalantly to a boy that surprised Ancio. He didn't expect things to turn out so badly, he sighed looking at his daughter.

I don’t even want to tell her about the exhausting day that I had. “…” She gave me a hard and piercing stare that meant she wants to hear everything even if I don’t want to tell her. “A monster killed one of my co-teachers. It’s called a winged-ghoul and it could detach its torso from its legs. I’ve never heard of one or even seen one before but it apparently feed on pregnant women.” “Oh my, how dreadful is that. Did it hurt you?” “No, I said I’m fine. We easily killed the thing.”

His thumb runs down the crease of my ass cheeks and pushes inside my butthole—that’s when I crash down from my high. “Jaxon! Jaxon, I’m cumming—oh fuck, Jaxonnnnnn!” I scream at the top of my lungs as I come all over him, wetting us both with my squirt. “Holy mother of the moon!” He grunts loudly, wrapping around me tight like a python and he gives me a hard slam. I scream again, and just as thick spurts of cum flood my womb, something strange happens. Flashes of a man’s shadow appear in my vision, then a pair of chocolate-brown eyes, a Roman figure tattoo on a neck, and then that same scary wolf again, blood dripping from its fangs.