Avengers Crossover Fanfic Romane & Geschichten

Their energy filled mine. As soon as I exited the studio, Cross ran over to me. He was waiting by the car as he had driven me here. There was also something off about him. In the same way, something was off about Venita's body; in a good way. Very good way. Cross was finding it difficult to detach himself from me. This only happens when the appointment of a beta to an Alpha is new. They stay loyal and follow their Alpha like a child would follow his or her mother.

Had Athena really brain washed him against me that much? “You were warned Vanessa, yet you still don’t listen. You know I think you deserve a taste of your own medicine” I was confused at his words until his lips founds Athena’s, his hand slipping under her top fondling with her breast and right in front of me. How could he? The pain I felt in my chest came back with a vengeance, I fell to the floor landing on my knees with a sickening crack trying to prevent the scream escaping was futile. I thought they would stop to check I was ok, but they didn’t. Instead, I saw the slightest smile on Axels face as his hand lowered cupping Athena’s pussy over her jeans rubbing it slowly while applying pr

Alpha Jacob was married to a Montrell, and their daughter, Catherine, was Maddox’s fated mate — the Luna who abandoned them, as Gamma Kenzo said. “Why does he want to meet with him?” I wanted to act so stupid. “To console him?” “He doesn’t want his name dragged on this.” “Oh… I’m still confused.” Xander wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest. “Don’t think about it.” “I will miss you. It’s not fair.” “The Alpha said if you want, you can join us for this trip.” My heart thundered while my eyes widened. I was glad my face was leaning against his chest and that he didn’t see my expression. “But…”

She found herself looking for him, waiting for those stolen moments when their eyes would meet, feeling a kinship she couldn't explain, a pull that was as relentless as the tides. Yet, despite the growing connection, she never dared to speak to him, never dared to cross the invisible line that separated them. He was the Alpha, a figure of authority and power, and she was Avla, the girl with the abusive father, the girl who was barely there, the girl with tangled blonde hair and dreams that seemed forever out of reach.

“You must be out of your mind to think I’d ever let you have Marceline.” Alvin’s jaw tightened. “I don’t care what you let me do, Cross. I don’t need your permission when it comes to her.” His voice trembled with a mixture of defiance and something darker — longing, perhaps. Obsession. Cross stepped closer, the smile on his face now nothing more than a taunt. “Only a crazy man wants his brother’s wife. But I know one thing for sure…” He leaned in slightly, voice dropping to a razor-sharp whisper. “Marceline will never be yours. No matter what fantasy you’ve built in your twisted little head, she's already mine.”

“Something’s pulling me. I can feel him inside my head. I don’t want to… but it’s so strong…” “Don’t fight it,” Loki whispered. “You feel it, don’t you? The connection. The bond. We were made for each other. You and I — we’ll rule together. We’ll bring them all to their knees. Come, my queen.” “No,” I growled, stepping in front of her again. “Get away from her!” But Raven took another step. Involuntary. Her body trembling. “Xander,” she whimpered. “Help me…” That was it.

and a long nasty scar on each end of the patch. He spoke directly to the girl who hid behind me in fear “Ahh, Tiffany; so, you are hiding here now?” he spoke to her, lust dripping in each word. He took to stairs down and I changed to my attack stance “come closer and I will not hesitate to rip apart your limbs” I growled, and he laughed “oh, is that so? You think I am afraid of you?” he came closer and I charged at him and clawed at his arm and ripped it right off, he stared at me with shock and then fell to the ground dead; the blood oozing from his bleeding arm and I called the girl I now knew as Tiffany to follow me up. We got out to see the Night crawler pack houses engulfed in flames;

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

That spot is now mine. Marvel is going to make a strong alpha one day, just like me. Everyone keeps saying he is Valentine’s spitting image, but I know he actually looks more like me. Acts more like me too. I don’t think Valentine was as fierce or protective as this kid. Maybe towards Courtney, who was always his best friend growing up, but Marvel’s protectiveness over his mother is on a different level. Probably learned a bit of that from Lucy here. Lucy threatened me quite a bit back in the day too. Marvel definitely has an alpha’s dominance and his possessiveness when it comes to Vivian. When the kid finds his mate, she will have her hands full reigning him in.

He was an omega, the lowest werewolf rank and when I met him for the first time, I shouldn't feel pity for him but I did. There was something about the young werewolf that had lost his family in a fire that had caught my attention. Something about him that made me feel the need to have him by my side. Just like how I desire to have Ava, just that the emotions I have for her is more... complicated Left with no choice, I took him under my wings. Trained him and made him into who I wanted. And thankfully, he has never made me regret that. "Boss, about Ava.. Found out she's a werewolf," he added, trying to maintain his calm demeanor.