Undertale Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

“I am aware that you have turned the Triquetra - ” “And Aislen,” Rhett smirked as he interrupted. “And we’ve turned Talen.” “Turned Talen?” Philip repeated. “Turned Aislen?” Toby’s head jerked her way. “What does that mean? Aislen?” “I haven’t actually attempted a shift,” Talen replied modestly. “But I am hopeful that it is possible. Something,” he put emphasis on the word. “Definitely happened as a result of the mating ceremony and consuming large amounts of hybrid blood.”

"The Unmaker wants order. Perfect, static, eternal order. Fight for the beautiful mess of existence. For growth and change and unpredictable love." "We will," Thea promised. "Your sacrifice won't be wasted." I hugged Catherine one last time. "We love you. We've always loved you. Raise those grandchildren well." "I will. I promise." She was sobbing. "I love you, Mom. Dad. Thank you for everything." Xavier and I stepped into the portal together. Hand in hand. Ready. Luna activated the device. Reality twisted. The cottage disappeared. Our family vanished. And we fell into the space between realities.

’ Scarlet answered. ‘Speak plainly. You know I don’t care for riddles.’ I huffed. ‘Kurt isn’t the only connection the child has triggered. There is another, through Kurt.’ Scarlet rolled her eyes at me. I frowned and focused again, looking at the link connecting Talia to Kurt. And then I saw it. My nostrils flared with anger. A link branching off to that hunter bitch. There’s only one way Talia would have a family link to her. Kurt marked and mated with that bitch! How dare he! I told him he was mine! And he dares to mate with that lesser life form!

I glare up at Levi Crosswalk, hatred tightening every muscle in my face. "I reject you, Levi Crosswalk, and I will never be your mate—in this life or the next!" I spit, venom dripping from every word. His jaw clenches. His hands curl into fists. "And I reject you, Anastasia Purrey. I hereby break the mate bond between us. You’re free to prostitute yourself wherever you choose." His words are cold, cruel, deliberate. The insult lands like a slap. I raise my hand—rage burning in my veins—but he catches it midair and yanks me close. Too close. I can feel his breath against my cheek.

It makes me uneasy. “Come in, reaper, do not lurk.” I walk in at her heavily accented words, pacing my steps with my hands wriggling in front of my belly. Master Xaulfur does not look like he is listening to the witch at all. He still has his chin on his hand, his eyes tightly closed and his jaws clenched. My eyes zoom in on the spread paper only to find symbols, irregular marks and crosses; things that I recognize to be part of a map. I had watched father read them a few times, so no doubt I know them so well.

I say as I quicken my pace. A growl comes from deep within Onyx as he removes his hand and pulls at my clothing. Desperate to see him naked, I quickly remove Onyx’s clothes. “Anyone can walk up,” Onyx announces as he lifts me, and I straddle him around the waist. “If you don’t care if they see me naked, I don’t care.” I breathe as I kiss him feverishly. “We are going to get wet.” “I am already wet,” I say as I break my kiss on his neck. “No, we are going behind the waterfall over here.” He comments as he walks into the water and wades us behind a large rock that hides what would be a waterfall for an ant. “That is not a waterfall.” I laugh. “Ok, it is more of a bubbler, but still, this littl

That story will still be a little way off but will crossover with the Twins’ story from the Fated series. Thank you for all of your support and encouragement for this book. I could never adequately express how much it meant to me. “Design of Fate” will be up once the contract approval is granted. I will add an additional Author’s Note when it does get approved so that you will get notified. In the meantime, Dante and Ziyah’s journey is unfolding in “Fated Soul – Fated Light” if you would like to check it out. Thank you, lovelies! – Shana Allen

“See, now I am also rhyming.” “I saw you,” Heath said in surprise. “As we were driving. I saw movement around the vehicles, vampires running alongside.” “I saw you also,” she stepped up to him and cupped his face turning it one way and then the other. Heath slid a look sideways to Talen but did not resist her scrutiny. “A hybrid,” she murmured. “Intriguing. Your mate?” She looked at Talen. “All four,” Talen replied. “The Les Guerriers Sanctifies’ Triquetra, Heath Gale whom you are holding, Rhett Salem, and Cameron Edison, and our beautiful Morgana Ivy - ”

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

*sigh* "In the year of 1979, I witnessed a young seer give a prophecy about the end of the Dark Lord." a/n: what I meant with the seed 'taking hold' is in the case of what happened in the cemetery in the 4th book of the series in accord with my theory, where Tom, already in his new body and with Larry's blood in him, touched the scar, weakening the protection and allowing the 'seed' to bypass part of Larry's mother protection. It's just a big 'IMO' case, not to be taken too seriously outside of this fanfic scenery. ---------------