Nightmare. One - A frightening or unpleasant dream Two - a terrifying or very unpleasant experience or prospect Three - a person, thing, or situation that is very hard to deal with Cross One - go or extend to the other side of a path. Two- path in an opposite or different direction. Intersect. Three- ... Annoyed.

"C'mon," The octopus whined, his permanent grin wide. "You know you want me." "Go away, Nightmare." Cross grumbled, glaring through his roommate. "I'm not gonna date a fellow crazy person. Not now." "Yeah, yeah." Nightmare waves off, smirking. "How long will it take you to realize- This is my asylum. No one'll stop us, no one'll stare. And soon," The octopus shifts closer, his tentacles wrapping around the smaller's delicate body. "It'll be O U R A S Y L U M." Yeah, yeah. I'm Crossmare trash. What, gonna judge me? Also.. THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO DADDY_EMO_NERD_KID. A fellow Crossmare supporter. P.S.: POTENTIAL SMUT it depends on what the readers want. Also, mature themes- If you're sensitive to murder, suicide, blood, all that crap, then GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE UNDERTALE FANDOM! Or just, y'know, don't read this book.

Okay now this is a Crossmare story, but it's a special Crossmare. It's based on the Empire of the Moon and Empire of the Sun (It's actually all based on the undertale Empire of the Moon and Empire of the Sun, but Crossmare. You'll get it.) Also the title says a bit of it. I hope you enjoy.

This is for the Crossmare anniversary 3rd July :3 Long ago an ancient chest containing all the gems and riches was kept under lock and key at the palace of the royals. The chest was a target. Pirates from all around the world would come to try steal its riches. But the chest held a curse. "If a pirate takes this chest and steals its riches, may a curse be set on them and the whole world." To keep the world safe, the royals hid the crate, locking it up along with a riddle. The key for the chest was entrusted with their closest and most reliable friend. The oceans been at peace for years now. But the holder of the key died, leaving it to his son, and with the pirates on his trail, its only a matter of time before the world collapses and falls out of balance Crossmare Cover credit: onebizarrekai on Tumblr.

They first came as individuals, people caught up in the Nuclear blast of Craitown. But people soon realised that the infected numbers were increasing. Cities were swarmed by mobs of what the few remaining survivors dubbed as 'Zombies'. The virus messed with their brains, driving them insane with a crazy instinct to kill. Survivors fled, taking refuge in defended shelters, sticking in groups. But nothing can keep the infected back. No defences. No weapons. No running. With numbers steadily rising and the living population dying out, the world is still no closer to finding a cure. And now people are starting to wonder, is this really the end of the world? DISCLAMER: This book contains horribly OOC characters and I as the author thoroughly dislike this book so don't have high hopes Cover credit: Avri_02 on Tumblr

Nightmare is making his rounds around the corrupted land as he comes across Cross sitting on the edge of the forest.They soon find love and come together as a couple.Slow updates and will take requests for next chapters :3

I'm not really going to put anything in my description because I want you to find out for yourself. This is the sequel to Crossmare - Empires of the Moon and Sun. I hope you enjoy this!

Cross is an angel with small ish wings One day he meets another skeleton named Killer how was a new angel. But one day something happened...

Cross was always shy during his stay with the Star sanses. He thought they were nice, boy was he wrong. They were kind to him in public, but they had only wanted Cross for his powers and abilities. He was forced to keep his mouth shut. He took that to heart, and never spoke a word. Ever again. To them, or someone else. After 1 year of this, he couldn't take it any longer, he ran away. Would fate be kind to him and find him a new home, or will it be cruel and let him die to the hands of the hatred filled Star sanses? Cover belongs to me. Updates will be once or twice a month. This is my first story so I would appreciate some constructive criticism. Just saying, this is very slow burn. Like trying to melt a piece of metal that's not gallium with your hands. None of these Sanses belong to me.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! NO SIN! Thank you, and enjoy!