Wolverine Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

If I could be half as good as him without the trouble-making part though, I would gladly thank the Moon goddess. "We are the only two rejected werewolves at the last Luna Covergence and coincidentally we are from the same park. I come here with a proposition that will help us both, at least before the next Lunar Convergence," He said, then paused as if to make me assimilate what he had just said. I narrowed my eyes. Proposition. What was Jasper playing at this time? "What proposition?" I asked. "To forge a fake mate bond," he blurted out without hesitation.

With a deafening growl, she shifted, her wolf bursting free, and lunged at Aurora’s men, who were still frozen in disbelief. I let Scar handle the rest. He didn’t say it out loud, but I knew he was relieved. ******* LISA Work had become my refuge. A distraction strong enough to keep me from drowning in everything that had happened, and everything still waiting to unfold. My mum was a werewolf, and in two days, on my birthday, I would become one too. My 3 p.m. appointment was approaching. The client had paid double my consultation f*e just to secure today’s slot.

And that was how the wolfless girl became the greatest Luna the world had ever known. THE END

Instead, it brought a new level of understanding, compassion, and strength to their community. With the support of the pack, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel embarked on a journey of discovery. They sought to redefine the boundaries of love within their werewolf society, challenging long-held beliefs and prejudices. They organized gatherings, where werewolves from different packs came together to share their experiences and perspectives on love and relationships. These gatherings became a catalyst for change, fostering understanding and unity among the supernatural community.

Cameron, Colby, and Devon wolves were fighting valiantly, teeth bared, and fur stained with the blood of the enemy. Without a moment's hesitation, Xavier shifted into his powerful wolf, giving full control to Exodus. Muscles rippled beneath his fur. He lunged at a rogue, his jaws clamping down on flesh, tearing a piece away. Yet, shock flickered across his face as he witnessed the wound heal within seconds. It was unnatural, defying the laws even of werewolf healing. This wasn't normal. A normal werewolf took at least a few minutes to heal with any kind of wound. And Xavier had literally pulled out a piece of flesh from the rogue's skin. Yet it healed like nothing happened. There had to be m

His calm exterior hides a storm of self-doubt, but his love for Samantha anchors him, their mind-link a sacred bridge that weaves their thoughts, heartbeats, and desires into a single, unbreakable thread. Through this mind-link, their wolves—Luna, with her silver fur and fiery spirit, and Shade, a shadowed guardian with unwavering loyalty—guide them. Luna and Shade snarl in battle and purr in moments of intimacy, their presence a constant in the lovers’ lives. In moonlit glades, far from the pack’s watchful eyes, Samantha and Kevin steal moments of passion, their glowing tattoos igniting as their bodies entwine, the crescent moon and claw mark shimmering with primal power. These stolen night

Waverly He sent out the mindlink looking for her. He saw her blond hair flying behind her as she was carrying two children bring up the rear of the group of children and woman running to the pack house. A rogue on her heels. That was all Xyler needed. Aldric felt all his bones snap into place as he shifted into his monstrous wolf. He raced towards Waverly, his heart panicking as Xyler pressed on towards her. He prayed they would get there intime. He felt the bond breaking and getting weaker as each pack member died. Xyler forced it from his mind, his only thing he was focusing on was stopping the rogues. Xyler leapers over Waverly landing directly behind her, his teeth sinking into the wolf

the glowing and fun loving aunt was gone. “Why do you say that?” I asked politely. “Oh dear don’t you know the prophecy?” Hannah’s mom approached me and caressed my back. “What prophecy?” “A Lycan and a werewolf can never have a happy ending. Only misery, pain and blood will follow. The weak one always ends up losing their life in the marriage. And we all know that between a Lycan and a werewolf whose wolf does not obey her, who is the weak one.” “I know that prophecy.” I stated.

“Conor’s an Alpha… but the wolf—Wolverine? I don’t know anyone by that name. I was married. Claimed. The moon says I’ll be okay. Still… I don’t know what it means.” She looked frustrated, confused—and somehow that small, puzzled frown brought me joy. She didn’t know. But I did. Her eyes found mine. “Do you have any idea? It was your question, after all…” I shook my head, keeping the truth to myself. I didn’t tell her that Wolverine and the frenzied wolf were both names once whispered about me. I didn’t want her to fear me. But her vision gave me something I hadn’t felt in a long time: hope. Maybe, one day, I would get what I wanted.

“I don’t know what to do from here. Your father is going to get that little she wolf killed. He came close with those marks. When I picked her up, she had already lost a lot of blood. It’s a good thing you can heal each other like that.” “No kidding,” I spoke, leaning forward. “It’s certainly helpful.” When we had finished our vicious sex, she collapsed in exhaustion, her back fully healed and her fractured bones mended. The marks I made during that invigorating fuck had healed by then, as well. “What is the next move, then? We can’t get close to Lone Wolf,” Randy said. “Or Fiery Cross.” I thought of her horrible parents and that greedy ex-mate she had prowling around her now. “That future A