Wolverine Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Thankful that I can't feel anything anymore. My name is Cassandra Wright I'm 18 years old and this is my story, my life. I am from the Crescent moon pack or should I say I was until I had to run for my life. The Crescent moon pack is one of the largest packs in America and has some of the strongest warriors. My father is a werevolve and the Alpha of the pack my mother was something different a hybrid vampire-witch. And what does that make me you wonder I'm one of a kind a werewolve, witch and vampire. I'm a tribrid.

He kissed her forehead affectionately and pulled her out of the room. They both had to stop the ongoing war before it would come to escalate to the other packs because then it would be hard to curb. The both of them stepped out and we're shocked, the scene had gotten more bloody. "These... these are not my people, they are not the members of the coven..." "They are wolf Hunter's!" Xavier announces and they both looked at each other for a moment. Adriana said some spells and Xavier's arms were healed. "Wow, it's so nice to have a witch as a wife" he said and Adriana gave him a small smile.

The sounds of wolves howling and growling echoed in the forest as I ran away from them. “You can’t run away from me Annette!” Xavier’s voice boomed into my ears. “You think you can get away with lying to me?! I don’t think so!” He continued to yell. Unable to see the forest floor, I tripped on an elevated root, causing me to fall face first on the ground. A snake slithered over my arms. As I looked up the snake was climbing up Xavier’s arm until it seemed to vanish into him. Xavier’s red glowing eyes met mine as he began to morph into his monstrous self.

I am going to have to do a lot more research it seems to try and figure out just what otherworldly species there are and what Draven might be. “Wait – did you put me on this project so that I would meet other wolfen?” I ask, details clicking into place for me – maybe this was his way of easing me in. “I wish I was that clever Wills, but no – I have actually been keeping them from you as I got the sense you were in hiding. Zale and his team being included in the project was a complete coincidence and oversight.” He promises and I believe him. Draven has no reason to lie to me “So, you are ‘seeing’ Alpha Zale – you do know wolves don’t really date unless they think they have met their mates, r

Lucianne whispered angrily but she didn’t have the strength to retract her hand so Xandar held onto it with ease. He smiled sadly but said nothing. Then, he lifted up his own arm, and with his canines, tore his skin there with force. Blood started trickling from his self-inflicted wound. The sight made Lucianne flinch a little. Furrowing his eyebrows in concern, Xandar glanced at Lucianne before he extended one of his claws, and scratched a fine line on her palm. Blood started trickling from that area, and Xandar placed her bleeding palm on his already-healing bleeding arm. Both Lycans and werewolves have quick healing abilities, with Lycans normally healing faster than wolves. In a low but

"Sometimes I can't believe how quickly time has passed." Chloe smiled softly, her eyes reflecting the silver light of the moon. "It feels like just yesterday we were fighting for our place in this world. Now, look at our family." Their thoughts turned to the remarkable journey of their children. Alexander, with his deep-set eyes and fierce loyalty, had recently found his mate, a fierce and spirited werewolf named Mira. She had been a breath of fresh air, challenging Alexander in ways he never expected. Their bond was palpable, a connection forged in the fires of both their legacies. Together, they would lead a new generation, bridging the gap between werewolves and vampires.

The moon hung high, swollen and silver, bleeding its glow through the tangled branches of Black Hollow Forest. Luna Cross moved like smoke—silent, seductive, untouchable. Her black leather pants clung to her hips, the crimson crop top revealing the jagged scar above her navel, a relic of a fight she barely survived. She didn’t run with a pack. She didn’t obey rules. She fucked, fought, and vanished. Rogues like her weren’t supposed to survive long. But Luna didn’t just survive—she owned the night.

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.

AMBER POV R-Rated My hands slide over the small silky piece of fabric I chose to wear tonight nervously. I can't believe it's happening. Tonight the ache in my chest will be connected to Lucian. We will experience the same type of connection Lupin had with his mate. We will become one! A special bond meant to repair all future werewolves.