Avengers: Infinite Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Atlas Pov I woke up with last night's dream in my head. I dream-walked Ava's dream, and she had let me in. Her subconscious called me and I could not say no to it. Ava. The mere thought of my mate made me stiff as the cover that was over me rose. I got up to take a cold shower but my dick would not go down. Would it be such a bad thing, to jerk off to my mate? Her smooth skin as I held her in my arms, pumping her with all ten inches of my dick? Her moans last night were heaven and I couldn't get enough of them. I wanted to hear them so badly. So fucking bad. I wanted my tongue on her inner thighs, hearing her bright laughter. Her full lips. Her purple eyes. "FUCK" , I groaned out as I came o

Telling the world that I’m ‘resting’ and ‘grateful’ and that ‘our family is looking forward to privacy during this healing period. Every part of me shatters again. This time cleanly. I hand the phone back without a word. My voice comes out steady and terrifyingly calm. “He wants that narrative? Fine. Let him have one.” Dad leans forward. “Ava—” “No,” I say. “The Lornes want a war?” I look at all of them. “And we’re going to give them one.” Paige smiles like Christmas came early. Dad looks both terrified and proud.

Laughing that we were hurting people. There’s a reason I’ve been dreaming of war. I thought I would start it with my stupid, useless heart. But that was yet another fanciful lie. I’m starting this war that’s going to destroy the world because I am exactly the daughter the Solbergs wanted–because I let them make me into it. “Shit.” Hollis looks at me with something like concern in his eyes. “I know this is the worst time to do this. We could maybe keep something? Meet in the trees after dark, maybe we each make a couple visits to each other’s kingdoms a year after this?”

The majority would consider any commonalities as products of their overactive imaginations. Ava was the Alpha heir of our pack, who would take over once I stepped down. She would rather just be a warrior but decided that she could do both. She truly had a warrior’s heart as well as a strong sense of right and wrong. This book told the story of the amazing daughter that we had and what her journey might entail as she pursued her dreams. I couldn’t wait to see what she thought about it. We let the author have free reign over the story for the most part, and she promised that it would be her best work yet. We already read the manuscript and definitely agreed with her.

I put the pizza on the table and opened it along with the chicken. "Let's watch.. this." We're going to rewatch the avengers again because I want to prepare my heart for the Avenger: Infinity Wars. God.. I'm so excited for that movie and I'm a big fan of Tom Holland. We will go to their premiere next Wednesday and I'm so excited to meet the cast. "Here.." I picked up one slice of pizza for him because he still can't bend down or pick up something from a lower place. He still has his bandage around his body since his ribs cracked.

His body is shifting and his fur is disappearing. Just as he finishes marking and mating her, his body finishes shifting. We are all stunned frozen until Kraven yells "NO" and the rogues attack. Warriors immediately engage as does Hilda. But I'm still frozen solid. The now non-rogue has Frida pinned underneath him in a protective manner and she is sobbing uncontrollably.

I said with matching flip hair and then I closed my eyes to sleep. There will be another battle in the next few days. I can already sense that. I just winced at that thought. When will this end?! It's like I'm having a nightmare even though I'm awake! /W.W/ Author's Note: This is unedited, what you read was raw. I still don't have time to edit this. So, please bear with it and me. I'm trying my best. If you do enjoying this story of mine, please follow me and vote for this work! Your comments and rates will be highly appreciated, too! Thank you so much!

The door slid shut. Ava looked at Isabella. “You want my child,” Ava said. “I want leverage,” Isabella corrected. “Raising him would be… poetic.” Ava’s lips curved faintly. “You underestimate me,” Ava said quietly. Isabella laughed. “Do I?” Ava leaned closer. “You think I’d choose between them,” she whispered. “That’s where you’re wrong.” Isabella’s eyes narrowed. Ava smiled for the first time in days. “I choose war.”

“The visions… they’re stronger.” Ava’s brow furrowed, and she stepped closer, her hand resting on my arm. “What did you see this time?” I swallowed hard, forcing the words past the knot in my throat. “A battle… a war. Both packs fight, killing each other. The forest is in flames. I... I was there, holding the keys. But it felt like I was on the edge, watching everything burn.” Her grip on my arm tightened her voice barely a whisper. “The prophecy.”

His room is literally out of limits; whoever framed him would have to know the way around the four walls of the pack-house “I would never betray your father like that.” He says, and anger fills me. “I am sure you would, because you pushed him to start that war, best-friends. Huh?” I sneered, my voice dripping with venom. He stares at me with so much straightness, the layer of his dark eyes revealing more darkness. “I did not, Zeke. I never started the war.” The door is pushed open, and we all freeze when Madam Yv steps in, her steps are calculating as she walks towards Thane, eyes dark and scary.