Warhammer Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

As I observed the colorful city of Shanghai passing by, I added, "What about Erica and Alex? How are they doing?" "Erica is seriously involved with helping the wolfless and Onegas," Cross reported. "I think it's her way of distracting herself. Alex is doing an amazing job." "Good," I acknowledged. Cross asked, "Do you want me to scout for Clay?" "No," I responded firmly. "I will set fire to his tail, and that will bring him out of hiding."

Nerus stormed off and the witch Matriarch closed the portal to Delphinea. “If anyone else has the same opinion as Nerus, leave now. I need to know if I'm fighting this war alone.” Kaiden said. “Your mate is pregnant, isn't she, Kaiden?” King Xarson asked and Kaiden raised an eyebrow, “I won’t be going to war but, I'll release my soldiers to you. You better protect me and my mate.” “Still a pussy, Xarson.” Urelycus chuckled. “You and I have a match after this war. You better live.” Xarson scowled at the vampire King, his eyes holding a warm glow as he stared at Urelycus.

The last thing I saw was Cross falling. You said it. No taksies. He growled like the devil, and everything went black. A/n: more chapters incoming. <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

United by their bond, they must resist the allure of the illusion while embracing their romantic connections. Xienma's eyes met Xavier's, and in that moment, they knew that their love for one another was stronger than any illusion. Xavier's hand found Cassie's, their fingers intertwining as they stood together, their hearts beating as one. Cassie's eyes filled with determination, her voice steady and resolute. "We will not be tempted apart," she said, her voice echoing through the forest. "Our bond is stronger than any illusion, and our love for one another is the key to unlocking the power we need to confront Drax."

"You see, Aria, Ronan, and I have been collaborating to overthrow the Council. However, I have also been surreptitiously working against him in an effort to learn the truth about his schemes." Aria felt a wave of bewilderment wash over her as her gaze met Kai's. What was Kai discussing? What did he hope to discover? Then Kai drew closer, his eyes gleaming with laughter. I've been playing both sides against each other, you see, Aria. In addition to working with Ronan to overthrow the Council, I have been clandestinely collaborating with Cassian to learn the truth about Ronan's schemes." Aria's eyes became wide, and she experienced a chill. What was Kai discussing? What did he have to hide fro

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.

She landed a gash across Kael’s shoulder — but Luna struck back with a beam of searing light that slammed her against a tree. Breathing hard, the creature vanished into black mist. “She’ll be back,” Kael said, blood dripping. “And she’ll die next time,” Luna growled. They both stood still for a moment, the adrenaline crashing into desire. Kael’s eyes darkened, nostrils flaring at the scent of Luna’s rage. She turned toward him slowly, lips parted, fire flickering in her gaze. “Later,” she whispered. He groaned. --- That night, the Citadel was a hive of movement. Soldiers trained. Shields were raised. The skies glowed with wards. And in the war room, a new face appeared.

I repeating the words to myself like prayers ... Across the hall, Maris stood among a cluster of high-ranking wolves, smiling like she owned the night. Which she did. Ironhaven was hers to command, without Alpha Darius and his Luna gone. She was next in line She lifted her glass toward me when she noticed me looking “You’re thinking too much,” Lucian said softly, pulling me closer to him and away from my thoughts. “It’s over mate. Tomorrow we leave.” Tomorrow. Yes. Maybe that was it. Maybe it was just the strain of everything-coming back here, facing Darius, and winning Darius saying yes in front of them all.

They were so close now they filled half the sky—a geometric nightmare ready to crush the earth. "Thirty-one chapters left," I whispered. "Then let's get the party started," Félix said, pulling me into a kiss that tasted of rain and the coming fire. The Anchor was locked, the Flesh was aligned, and the White Wolf was ready for the collision. "Emma?" Félix whispered. "Yeah?" "I think Lyra just 'blinked' Arthur's pocket watch into her collection. We are definitely going to have to return that." I laughed, a bright, clear sound that carried over the sapphire waves, marking the beginning of the War of the Collision.

Gunner finally answered. My chest tightened so painfully I could barely draw breath. "Why?" I demanded, fighting to keep my tone casual, fighting to hide the devastation clawing at my throat. "She is barely twenty-two, Gunner." Gunner leaned back in the chair, looking away from me. He stared out the window, into the pitch-black night. "Because look around you, Havoc." Gunner said grimly, gesturing to the ruined office. "Look at this mess. The situation here is completely fubar. War is coming, and it's going to be bloody. I couldn't keep her here. I couldn't have her walking these halls while we got targets painted on our backs."