Avengers Fanfiction Peter Stronger Than Steve 소설 & 이야기

Jon shouts in laughter. “You aren’t f!cking around with us girl. You shouldn’t even dare try fight us because it won’t end in a good way. I have your head, pretty or not.” Rowan is now stood fuming and shouting in front of me. I haven’t even had to look up to block either of their attacks. Every minute they let me recover, I am getting stronger. Healing by the second regaining my confidence I once had.

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.

Even though I was at a disadvantage against a werewolf, against a mere mortal gangster, I could hold my own. Peter Black wasn't about to back down either. We tangled and rolled on the ground, each trying to gain the upper hand and land punches with all our might. While he lacked my agility, each of his blows packed considerable force. The thought of him using this strength to bully Neil fueled my rage to new heights.

She saw Raven as someone special and truly brave and kindhearted, but it wasn’t something she could tell her, no. Raven needed to understand that herself, but the first step was acceptance. “I understand that my dear, but in your vampire form you are much more flexible and stronger”, Dana was telling her, calmly. “Let’s try with Peter, shall we?” She raised her hand and a strong, tall man was there in no time. He was black-haired, with dark bloody eyes, and very muscular, not to mention that he was the strongest warrior they had. He was pissed at spoiled Raven, as he saw her, and ready to destroy her.

After all, the werewolf that Evan had brought to me had looked dead too. Max heaved the beast onto the examination table with much less grace than Evan had done with his werewolf. I shook my head and silently chastised myself for comparing the two men. One was a vampire with superhuman strength and the other a human who was powerful in his own right. Should they even be compared? Sometimes I just didn’t understand myself. For the first time since I’d started having sex with Max, Peter’s absence weighed heavily on my mind.

The black ink felt like it bound me to something far bigger than I could comprehend. When I looked up, Caelan was watching me… and he smiled faintly. “Alright. Thank you for cooperating,” he said, extending his hand to me. I took it with a skeptical look. “Yeah, I hope this wasn’t a mistake.” His hand was large and warm, firm but not forceful. There was something odd in his grip, like a subtle vibration—an energy—that coursed through me. And that gaze… like he knew more about me than I knew myself.

It was such a small movement. Almost nothing. But I saw the fight in it. The old instinct to strike. The newer instinct to listen. The man who had built an empire by never allowing anyone to soften him now sitting in front of every investor who mattered while the woman he loved asked him for mercy. Peter had said love made him weak. Maybe it did. Maybe weakness was what men like Peter called any door that opened from the inside. Luca drew a slow breath. Then he released my hand. I thought I had failed.

Peter was always good with me and recently started to flirt with me. He and my best friend Katia are twins. They have the same characteristics, same blond hair and ocean blue eyes, both of them are tall but Peter is taller and more muscular. Peter, Fabien and Antony are the most good-looking guys at our school, girls go crazy for them. Fabien and Antony whore around all the time but Peter isn’t a player like them.

Liam replied, honestly. “Oh, really?” “Really,” Liam laughed. “Isn’t that what you wanted to hear?” “I guess,” Steve admitted. “You kinda give the hard to please vibe.” “I’m afraid you don’t know me well enough.” “Then let me know you well enough.” Steve was staring again. “I guess Peter could have been more admitting with his feelings,” Liam quickly said to break the tension that was fast building. “Is that what you think?” Steve leaned backwards. “He wasn’t admitting enough?”

Aaron argued like a kid "Then take him in your arms." Peter rolled his eyes. "Dude, he is so small." Aaron rolled his eyes as he scanned Damon's height. "Oh god!" Lyra and Peter hit their heads with their hands while groaning in frustration. "I'm serious, look how small he is. If I take him in my arms and he falls, what will I do?" "Coward!" Peter commented "Shut up or else I’ll kick your ass." Aaron kicks Peter's ass with his leg.