Avengers: Infinite Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

|| VISENYA's POV || " He has started a war...for you ...." Alessio whispered into my ear, snapping me out of my thoughts. I stared at the mess in the room. Aaron had butchered a few of the werewolves, roaring like a lion. He seemed like he had lost his consciousness.

And I will be damned if I let a tyrant in the clothes of a god take it from us. No more running. No more waiting. We strike first. We strike hard. And we end this. For our families. For our fallen. For Lycara!” A thunderous roar erupted from the army. The ground shook beneath our feet as thousands of wolves howled, their voices merging into a battle cry that sent shivers down my spine. They were ready. But before I could give the command to move, Ava stepped forward. She turned to the warriors, her electric blue eyes fierce and filled with the determination of the gods, her hair whipping in the wind and shining under the sun, casting a halo that made her look ethereal.

"Delia, all you need to do to attain such power is to exercise some Patience." "PATIENCE!!! Oh no, I'm so so done with that, okay? I'm done with the acting, the pretense, the good girl behaviour, the crying, telling lovely stories that never happened, I'm done with all of that. I WANT ACTION." "OK, OK, OK. No problem, we will act but for now, making everyone know that you killed your own mother will result in a rebellion. So you have to wait for the appointment of you as the new Alpha and after that you can do everything you want."

Ava's voice echoed, filled with desperation and anger. I glanced at Damian, seeing him roll his eyes at her words, which boosted my confidence even more. "He never cheated on you. You died because of your foolishness. Don't you get it, Ava? He doesn't need you anymore," I interjected, my voice firm and resolute as I defended Damian against her accusations. Before Ava could respond, a group of strange warriors emerged from the shadows, their presence sending a chill down my spine. Their eyes bore into me like a raw piece of meat, and I felt a sense of unease wash over me.

Leo was seriously injured, I couldn’t rely on his word. And yet… Maybe it was wishful thinking. I had always hoped that Raven and Claire would be the same person. It must have been my own heart, even now, trying to make connections that I should have just left alone. “Alpha, you should be resting,” Xavier said, appearing beside me. “Yes,” I said, and started walking back to my room. “If Ivan’s warriors come here, send them to me. I want to speak to them at once.” “Yes, Alpha.”

I lock my love for him deep down in my soul, so that once I was in the afterlife, I had something to cling too. A chill ran through me that wasn’t caused by the winter winds, but by Owen and his army of Alphas, Betas and Warriors. Like a beautiful sea of everything that was good in this world, he made my heart flutter. His blonde long blonde hair blew in the wind and his face remained stoic as he ran towards us. Like a Viking God of War, the great Alpha Mars, the king of war, was ready for battle, but where they ready for a magically beefed-up rogue army that were blood thirsty? I wasn’t sure. A Part of me wants to tell Owen to run like Forrest Gump, but I remain silent.

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"

Aarunya whispered. And with that the war had begun. *** How was the chapter guys? Hope you all liked it xoxo

"Oh... and dinner starts in an hour. All the warriors eat together." My eyes widened. All of them? "I... I don't think I'll come. I'd rather…" "It's mandatory." He cut in sharply. I forced a smile. "Fine." I slung the bag over my shoulder before lifting the buckets. "Thanks." As I walked away, I could feel his eyes following me. My wolf giggled. ‘You could've at least wished him goodnight’ I sighed. Were all wolves this annoying? Or was mine simply… She completed it. ‘Different’

A soft smile on her lips. Her free hand was resting over her stomach. Already imagining tiny socks. Tiny hands. Maybe the baby would have Draven’s eyes. Or his stubborn frown. She giggled quietly to herself. “I can’t wait to tell you everything,” she whispered. Not knowing— Upstairs— Draven was already planning a war. And this time— He wasn’t fighting like a businessman. Or an Alpha. Or a mafia king. He was fighting like a father. And fathers? They didn’t leave enemies alive.