Ultrakill Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Elena asked Emma who looked at her with a shocked expression? Elena was confused because she felt sparks for Zane but she loved Aiden with all her heart. She was in turmoil and she doesn't even know how to get out of it. "Do you know you are doomed?" Emma asked Elena who chuckled. "I was doomed since I was born into this Crescent pack where women are destined to be slaves of their mates, and I am no different, I thought Aiden would take me away from all this but I was wrong," Elena said, wiping her last tear.

KHLOE’S POV. “Hi girlfriend.” I heard him say in his deep masculine voice as he leaned in to place a kiss on my forehead. His right hand going around my waist. I felt anger, and hatred surge through me. My eyes landing on the same lips he had spat on me with, few days ago, days before my death. I suddenly felt the urge to puke on him. Why? Why him of all Wolves? Why did the moon goddess have to mate me to the same Wolf that made my first life a living hell?

“We’ve got to move. The system’s on a countdown. Fifteen minutes to full ignition.” Aria reached for the core interface and inserted the encryption key Isabelle had crafted. The glass cracked. The pulse dimmed. “Kill switch accepted,” the system said. “Emergency override in progress.” But then—the screens turned red. “Manual override denied. Human authorization is insufficient.” “Dammit,” Aria hissed. “He blocked the kill code.” Creed’s voice returned. “This was never about shutting me down. It was about proving you couldn’t. You’re still playing chess in a game I redesigned.”

Elara’s nails drew fresh tracks down his back. He pounded into her with a raw, messy intensity. The salt spray covered their skin, making their bodies slide against each other with a frantic friction. This was their "High-Passion" tragedy—a love built on the edge of a blade. Every thrust was a heartbeat stolen from the Council; every moan was a defiance of the fate waiting on the horizon. "Tell me you're mine," he panted, his sweat dripping onto her chest. "I'm yours. F**k... always yours!"

Hunter roared. I hated the fact that he might have been right. The members of the council wanted me dead before, merely because I had learned about the existence of a vampire race. I could only imagine their reaction if they had learned that I was a Nephilim. Grinding my teeth, I crouched down between two rows of seats and waited for the right moment to escape the auditorium. I looked down and saw Ash and Calvel lunging toward Drystan and Baltazar. My heart jumped to my throat as I saw two brothers simultaneously turn into a dark blur. The entire building shook as they exchanged blows. They moved so fast that I could hardly register their movements. My hands clasped together in silent prayer

Lulla's gaze was filled with longing and hope as she tried to open the door that separated Lulla from the room Ullric occupied. Little did Lulla know that her voice was making Ullric's emotions even more unstable after that. Ullric's emotional instability was triggered mainly because his instincts wanted him to continue marking Lulla after what happened to the girl. Purebloods seemed to tend to be possessive to an extreme degree of their mates. The moment Ullric discovered that Lulla had been touched by someone else, his heart kept screaming for Ullric to immediately erase those dirty traces, even if he had to hurt Lulla in the process.

--- The Other Kelly's kiss tastes of ozone and endings. Her power sears through me, our memories merging-the night I spared Jason, the moment I let Kael die, the second I chose Eden over the Veil. She drinks them all, growing stronger. "Pathetic," she whispers. "You could've been a god." The chamber explodes. --- **The Aftermath** The horde is ash. The Other Kelly stands amid the carnage, Lila's thorn crown crumpled in her fist. Lila herself flees, half her body reduced to rot. Eden stares at me, the mirror shard bleeding shadows into his palm.

She wanted the way his laugh loosened the tightness in her chest she hadn’t known was there. Saying no to this wasn’t saying no to him. It still felt like a kind of betrayal in her ribs. She sank into the chair, the wood creaking softly, and let the darker possibilities crawl in around the edges. Better to name them than pretend they didn’t exist. *Kael dead* came first because, of course, it did. Dead in some nameless pass, blood soaking Nightfang’s snow, cut down by a cultist or an old enemy or sheer, stupid bad luck. Nightfang’s council delivering the news with gravity, Blackmoon’s hall filling with candlelight and whispers.

Claw commented, with a disappointed expression of the damage I had just caused. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Just thought to go in tune with the werewolf world this time. Also wondering what you think about Killian finally marking Celeste. Would love to hear your thoughts on this entire chapter too, you know. You see, they really inspire me.

Growls results as I leap off Dolan. "You had that all this while?"Dolan wince. "Yeah bro,a hunter is always prepared" he assist him escape. Groaning,I remove the toxic blade from the healing injury. Staring at their exit route,my rage heightens. Our next encounter definitely will result their death. Grabbing the forgotten camera,I super speed towards the packs boundaries. Current time. Leaning on the floor, slight whimpers evolves my lips. Impossible believing Kara's been fated since childhood. She maintained such and retained me a pawn within her games.