Avengers Agent Maria Hill Novels & Stories

asked Carissa with a worried face. "Never mind, don't worry; I bring good news." Bella just changed the subject. "What good news?" she asked. "Marvel has been found, even though his condition is not yet stable, but I'm sure Marvel will recover," Bella said. "Really? I'm happy; Keysha and Marvel's parents are definitely very happy for Marvel's return, but how is Marvel now?" asked Carissa again. "Marvel's memory—it seems that when there was an accident and she fell into the river, her head suffered a lot of collisions, causing her to lose her memory, but I'm very sure Marvel will get the best treatment and will soon recover her condition," Bella replied with great confidence.

Carefully laying Aisha on the ground, I take out my phone to call one of the few people I trust wholeheartedly. Maria is a young pack healer. She's still training, but I've been sponsoring her ever since her parents passed away, and she's a gifted talent. She doesn't ask any questions when I call her, simply asking me to send her the location. As I wait, I make sure that Harry is unharmed. Once I'm assured that he's doing fine, I settle by Aisha's side. "What happened to you two?" I stroke her clammy cheek, my eyes fierce. "Why didn't you call me the moment you knew you were in danger?"

The front door burst open, and Liam stumbled in, his face pale and urgent. "Alpha," he panted. "We found her. The traitor." My arms tightened around Olandria instinctively. "Who?" "Maria," Liam said grimly. "The pack healer. She's a witch. She's been working against us this whole time." Ice flooded my veins. Maria. The woman who'd treated Olandria after the kidnapping. The woman everyone trusted. "Where is she?" I asked, my voice deadly calm. "In the dungeons," Liam said. "She's asking to speak with you. Says she has information you'll want to hear."

“You hurt my feelings, why would I lie to you? I was raised as an elf too you know; I won’t lie just for fun.” She grabbed my hand and continued speaking with the same laid-back attitude. Getting closer and closer, to the point where I felt she was whispering into my ear. “I am human just like you. My real name is Jane Marigold, I was a housewife in England many years ago. I had a husband and a family there, until one day a bomb went off near our house putting me in a coma. That is why I immediately knew you and I were the same when I saw you collecting flowers and praying for your lost friend, no elf would do that. I was looking for an excuse to talk to you since that day, there are several

Jacob said in a hard voice while glaring at the two opponents who are in front of him. They didn't answer him and just stayed in a fighting stance position. Then, he was surprised when one of them suddenly fell to the ground after an arrow hit him in the chest. The other one immediately ran away due to extreme fear. Jacob immediately turned behind where the arrow came from and he saw Haria's sister, Alpha Marvie. She was with some of the soldiers of the Blue Blood Pack. Then, Marvie quickly approached Haria and ordered the two soldiers who are with her to pick up Haria and take her to the car.

" Don't freaking touch this. The woman who took my virginity gave this! I'll embrace it like an award!" I fucking cursed and headed inside the car. Closing the door, I relaxed my head on the seat. Ishabella was not the easy, fragile woman that I thought she was. She must be part of a Mafia organisation working as assassins. Otherwise there's no way she would be so good at using knives and daggers. I was going easy on her thinking she would eventually give up. I was wronged, she distracted me and made her run. " Dammit', she knows my real identity is Xavier Hill! What if she discloses to her Boss?"

The witches chose me to be the one able to destroy the werewolf prince so that is my mission and why I'm here. Since I was a kid, I had been trained by Lake Huran all fighting techniques and how to kill, assassinate a werewolf just for this mission. I had also fought in wars between werewolves and vampires and was known as The Alpha Slayer by my kind as hundreds of difficult to kill werewolf Alphas died by my hands. So I was a Vampire princess trained werewolf hunter here on a mission to kill the werewolf prince. I then went down stairs to have breakfast with my new fake family.

she said. As they turned to leave, the agents moved to block their path. "I don't think so," one of them sneered. Maya's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. They were outnumbered, but they had something the agents didn't: their super-soldier abilities. With a fierce cry, Maya launched herself at the agents, her fists flying. Ava and Ryker followed close behind, taking down the agents with ease. Elian slipped past the fight, her eyes locked onto the van. "I'll get the van," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

It addressed the shadow Mia had tried to cast over me: "Furthermore, after an interrogation of the captured scents and digital trails, we find Ava Hart—the Silver Wolf of Turner Studios—entirely innocent of these schemes. To restore the honor of the craft, the Vale officially acknowledges her grace and integrity, proven by the evidence we hold in our iron grip."

We tumbled out into a small, subterranean server room lit only by the green blink of backup lights. The figure stood up, peeling back a dark tactical hood. I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. "Maria?" But she wasn't the sedated, glazed-eyed woman I’d seen in the villa. Her eyes were sharp, lethal, and filled with a fierce, ancient light. "How?" I breathed. "Akeem said you were drugged... I saw the IV..."