Warhammer Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ronan knew it perfectly, knew it by heart, knew that there is nothing he can do… Cross is an Alpha. A strong and well-known Alpha. An Alpha that is not exempted on meeting his Fated one, his destined Omega. After seeing Cross react with another Omega’s heat with his own eyes, he was reminded harshly on how this very man could find his Fated partner, on how he does not own any inch of this Alpha. He was slapped by the reality that will never own Cross as long there is the chance of him meeting his own rightful Omega. Where does he go when that happens? Where does he start again? What would happen to him?

“but you show her your true form. And now I don’t have any choice but to show her what really Cross was up to. Thanks to your jealousy.” I lifted my gaze, fury beginning to burn through the fog of confusion. “It wasn’t intentional.” “Of course.” She smiled, unbothered. “It wasn’t but it is now.” Valentina walked toward the window, staring into the dark woods beyond. “But that doesn’t matter. As the Progenitor, my old bloodlines will rise soon. The new dawn will belong to us. War will be starting soon.” I felt my pulse quicken. “You’re insane.”

I spin around, looking around the hall when I quickly notice that there are no females in the eatery hall at all. My blood begins to boil with wrath when I think of the sexual abuse that they will be subjected to. One of my hearts ceases when I think about Miya and Nova. The scourage have openly waged another war, and this time, I promise to wipe their very existence from the galaxy. I will take pleasure in ripping out their throats and their spinal cords, and I will wear their teeth as a souvenir around my neck. “Sister, can you hear me?” I try to connect with Nova through our mind link.

The way they fought told a story of broken hearts and long-lost love, I just couldn’t figure out whose heart had been broken. Alessio was walking me toward the couch when I stopped abruptly. I could see myself in the mirror hanging above the staircase and I looked like I had just been through a war. I snorted to myself. I had just been through a war. “What is it?” Alessio asked, his voice low as he looked at me. I could feel his arms around my waist and his hands holding me up. I could feel his strength but I knew if I leaned on him right now, I would never stand on my own two feet again.

"I will be back. I love you." He gave me a watery smile. "You always were a stubborn child." "If that isn't the truth–" I threw a glare at Xander. "Dad, you haven't been properly introduced." I pointed at Xander. "That's Alpha Xander Cross of the Wild Hearth pack, my betrothed." I gave Rhys a soft smile. "And this is Rhys Donnely, Beta of the Wild Hearth pack and my second mate." My father's face turned stony. The fountain burbled happily beside us, unaware of the instantaneous foul mood that had fallen across him.

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."

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.

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.

I hadn’t just lost the baby I’d lost the one hope I had left. “It’s not fair,” I whispered. “Amara should know right from wrong. She should’ve seen what’s happening.” West ignored me, typing on his laptop. “You’re all traitors,” I snapped. “Damian, Kella, even Amara. Maybe if I’d just held on a bit longer, I’d have given him the son he wanted…” Marcus adjusted the blanket. “She’s a child,” he said softly. “A child?” I laughed bitterly. “She’s Damian’s clone. Kella’s puppet. And I was the fool who cared.”

Third Point of View “It’s finally over,” Andromeda’s hands were tightly clasped onto Azrael’s, the feeling of touching another life form was surreal, it created small sparks of joy every second. “Yeah,” Azrael replied, his mind was elsewhere, particularly on the woman they saw earlier named Vanessa Fergus. He seemed to be not bothered by it, but what if he really had a daughter?