Warhammer Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

A sphere of light blossomed and the lower floors detonated in a blinding white wave. --- Two days later, in the underground meeting chamber of the Hunter’s Guild. Marcus Vale stood before a projection of the ruined chapel, Dr. Alaric beside him. “Crowe disappeared with Cross. We can consider them enemies now.” Alaric smirked, adjusting his glasses. “Not quite. Their blood is still the key. I can trace the energy signature. Once they reach the Abyss District, the ancient seal will break. And when that happens…” Marcus turned sharply. “When what happens?”

he said, “We found someone on the border of Mars Pack.” “An intruder?” I asked, folding my hands behind my back. “Not just any intruder,” he continued. “Raven Cross, Frank Cross’s first daughter. She’s requesting an audience with you.” A beat of silence passed as the name made my blood burn. “Raven Cross?” I asked/ “She claims she wants to sever ties with Mars Pack,” he explained, the doubt dripping from his words. “She says she wants to pledge her loyalty to you, Alpha.”

Valkhara Then at that exact moment, I felt something pulse in our bond… Azric and Sevrin were sending healing magic to my WAR GOD. The same one they had been jealous of, worried I would leave them behind for… I smiled to myself.. Daxos eyes got big… and he smirked too as his injuries healed at a rapid pace… I guess I’m going to have to actually learn to live with those shit heads instead of crushing them like I originally planned so I could have you all to myself…

The only person who outranked him in fear and power was Kaiden. People were relieved when he was gone. And now, he was back again. But that wasn’t the worst part. I watched as Eloise struggled to speak, her lips parting but no words coming out. Nyx had warned me that she would react like this, if not even worse. Because Cross wasn’t just a nightmare from the past. He was her nightmare. And that was because she and Cross used to be fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. Until things went south between them and he started to make her life a living hell before he finally got banished.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

It's disguised as a sea monster in the middle of the ocean. She appeared right after they went to get the relic inside the Charybdis. I suddenly felt weak because of what I realized. I can't even ignore these strong coincidences. Even if someone else says that Erenea is not the daughter of the dark lord, that would be nonsense if I believe it. If Papa is indeed the dark lord and if Erenea is his daughter, does that mean we've been dealing with creatures that want to destroy Wysteria for a long time? We were deceived the whole time and they even met and acted like they don't know each other or were strangers.

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.

I instantly let the man go as he gasped for air. “Sorry.” I quickly apologize. He coughs. “It’s alright, I should have expected that. Wow you’ve got a grip.” He says, massaging his throat. I could see that it would bruise later. He holds out a hand. “My name is Casey Flynn.” He introduces himself. I shake his hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m Damian Morningstar.” I introduced myself. “Sorry for trying to kill you.” “Believe me, I don’t think you can since I’m a Cosmic Warlock.” He smiles. “Oh and this is my wife, Bella Flynn. She’s a psychic siren.” I shake hands with Bella as well.

“Wow. How is this possible?” His mouth quirks shyly. “It’s possible. Trust me, I’m not the only one either. Mikhail is an angel/demon hybrid, Carrick is a werewolf, Rowan is a vampire, and my foster father, Alex, is a dhampir. Almost everyone I know is a supernatural being.” I huff in wonder. “Holy cow, does Haley know about Carrick? What about Nevaeh?” He shrugs his shoulders. “Um… Neveah knows about Khail, but I don’t know about Haley.”

“What if he’s right? What if our bond is cursed?” Caden’s hand found her face, his touch firm and steady. “He’s wrong. Our bond is ours—not his.” The landscape rippled, unveiling a final vision. Rollan stood at a crossroads, older, his mark glowing faintly. One path stretched toward a burning wasteland, littered with fallen warriors. The other led to a green valley, wolves and humans standing together in peace. At the center, Aria and Caden faced each other, the golden thread between them blazing. Their hands bled, drops of crimson mingling on the ground.