Avengers Infinite Warfare Novels & Stories

Vishal "Okay, Anvi, listen to me. Rajveer, Nisha, and Maya are vampires. But Aayan is a werewolf. He is Maya's husband, her soul mate, and also he belongs to the Royal Family, right?" Anvi "Yes, you are right." Vishal "So, what I am trying to ask you is, will they help the vampires, or the werewolves, on the pink moon night?" Anvi, "They will help us, Vishal. It means they will help us expose Agastya and stop the war." Vishal, "That cannot happen. The war can't be stopped now." Anvi "What?" Vishal, "Ishani was right, the war can't be stopped. We will have to fight."

There is no stopping that war. ******************************************

When that doesn't work i try not to think at all "So wait, wait wait, lemme grab first. What you are trying to tell me is that you haven't watched any Avengers movie. Seriously? no jokes." Abe looks perplexed that anybody could've lived to the rip old age of sixteen and not have seen an Avenger film. The unenlightened elder statesman we are talking about here is me. I haven't seen the Avengers. Seen? Yes, I have. you aren't alive if you haven't seen gigantic posters of that odd looking band of heroes somewhere, anywhere.

"We aren't exactly the type that likes to cuddle like werewolves. We are born warriors, creatures designed for one singular purpose and that's to kill. My ancestors considered human emotions as fragile and weak." I tilted my head at the grimace on Parys's face. "And you? What do you think of mates?" I asked, watching him closely. He glanced away from me. There was a pause as he searched for his answer. I could have sworn I saw his shoulders fall as if he had sighed.

"Yeah. It's cute. Makes you look a little less… intimidating. Just a little" "I don't look intimidating," I argued. She snorted out a laugh, nearly losing her grip around my neck. "Careful" "Have you seen yourself? Do you even use your mirror?" "If we're talking intimidating, it should be Troy, not me." "Don't tell me you think you're more Peter Parker when in reality you come off way more like Wolverine or Ben Affleck's Batman." She smiled, bringing her mouth close to whisper into my ears, her voice dropping into a rough imitation as she quoted. "Tell me, do you bleed?"

I trained my body for years, cultivated my mind, and above all, hardened my heart not to feel any compassion for Alexander Will Bennett. My name is Ava Smith, I'm twenty-four years old, and I hold a degree in economics. I speak five languages: French, English, Spanish, German, and Italian. Tall, with red hair, blue eyes, and freckles on my face, I possess striking beauty. I am powerful, dangerous, and can have any man I desire eating out of my hand.

I say. “Sorry dear, let’s go to the office and fill Tiernan in on what the plan is, and then we’ll leave,” Mom says, placatingly. We all walk into dad’s office, ready to get Alpha Tiernan up to speed. He had brought with him the main warriors from his pack to help in our efforts to get Juniper back. “And what will Euan be doing during the battle? As I understand it, his wolf has left?” Alpha Tiernan asks.

Pierre scoffed. "What a coward. He's getting all worked up over the Legion of the Unbreakable. The warzone is just full of thugs fighting each other. "Even if they're ranked first with dozens of Supreme-level warriors, what does it matter? Fred needs to calm down." Pierre shook his head dismissively. He understood the warzone as a place where shady characters banded together for illegal activities. The Lowell family might worry if they were abroad, but they were part of New Avalbourne, a world superpower.

“I have a suggestion: an invitation for you and Luara to come to my territory. The Stone Warriors Pack and the Storm Warriors Pack will be attending on Saturday. I thought it would be good to discuss your plans. With a baby on the way, Bryan, is it worth causing a war over Prince’s territory?” Bryan sighed loudly, an irritated growl emitting from his throat. “I appreciate the thought, but no. I’ve already made up my mind. My plans will go ahead, but they’re on hold until my daughter’s birth,” he said sternly, clearly not wanting my father to argue. But my father, being an Alpha, persisted. “Do you not think the best thing for your mate and child is to discuss this like last time—just without