Avengers Oc Novels & Stories

Ava said softly. Looking at Little Apple, Ava continued, "I want to ask you the last question now. Do you only want that girl in your life?" "Yes." Little Apple nodded without hesitation. Although there were thousands of beauties in this world, no one could compare with her. When one fell in love, he would become so unreasonable. "I see." Ava sighed softly. "I will give you an answer, but you are not in a good mood now. Well, I forgot to tell you that your old enemy Achilles has appeared on the battlefield." Looking at Little Apple, Ava said softly.

I saw a red stain forming on his chest, creating a red patch on his clothes then I noticed the tip of the dagger coming out from his chest and he fell to the floor. Vincent was standing in front of me, I felt relieved he had arrived in time just before Thanos could strike me. The flames on his body had dissipated meaning that Thanos was dead. He suddenly pulled me into a hug, “don’t ever scare me like that ever again” he whispered I nodded and snuggled into his embrace “I promise” He pulled away from the hug and held my hand before he howled, and it echoed across the battlefield getting everyone’s attention.

How to name it? Thomas looked at Mateo. “What do you want it to be called?” Mateo raised his head and said very firmly, “Let’s name it the ‘Avengers Club’!” Aquarius laughed. This kid must have watched too many Marvel movies. Although it sounded childish, the meaning was very clear. Vengeance. Right. It was to take revenge against the Art Trading Corporation and Supreme Club. Thomas nodded and said, “All right, let’s name it Avengers Club. You can take care of it.”

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.

What about Olivia? ***

I was feeling comfortable with his arm around me. "What?!" Kayden exclaims. I pull away from him and look at his face. "Avengers: Infinity wars. Thanos won. And now, Spider man is gone. And though I'm not like Seb who thinks that Spider man was great, I am sad because Tony is all alone!" I say as tears start forming in my eyes again. "That's why you're crying? I thought that you are going through post breakup trauma." Kayden says with a tired sigh.

The Lichen pack was the most powerful and influential out of the several other neighboring packs, and their leading rivaling pack was the Oasis of Pashtun, which was the second in power to the three packs that Logan and Kevin's dad rules, Alpha Morris. Their father was so popular, hence the crowd of people that were here for his pub's combat to be the best Beta of the three kingdoms. Humans, vampires, and even a few covens of powerful and important witches have come from far away to celebrate with them on the occasion.

I was their only child, Olivia Rayman the apple of their eyes, I could say I was born with a silver spoon, I had everything I wanted and life was like a bed of roses. Our pack was peaceful and running smoothly, until that one night, the night that changed it all the night that will forever be seared in my memory. I was ten years old hiding behind the large table situated in our grand dining hall. I held onto my mother's necklace a charm she said was going to protect me. The scent of blood and death was thick in the air colliding with the scream and cries of my pack members. The invaders had taken us unaware, led by the ruthless and brutal Alpha in existence Alpha Jethro of the Firestorm pack

He didn’t let out even the deepest emotion. “I can’t let a weakling like you be my Luna. To keep it clear to you, the one who is going to be my Luna is none other than my one and only Barbra Baker, the strongest lady in the pack," he let out, shoving my hand once more and moving towards my sworn enemy, Barbra. Barbra and I have never had anything in common since we met, and we were always in a surge of anger upon meeting each other. Her power level was far greater than anything I had ever had. I was just a weak omega that no one wanted. What else? I became a homeroom teacher for the little ones while she became a model and a fierce hunter.

"You son of a bitch, Chris! You suggested seizing the supermarket to join them! You said you could become the second-in-command if we get the supplies! Boss, settle your score with him, not me!" "Go to hell!" The enraged and seriously injured man could not accept any explanations. As a novice Awakened, he had a frenzied craving for flesh and blood after being injured. He opened his mouth, revealing his mutated, sharp fangs as he bit down on Chris' neck. Blood gushed out, staining the snow crimson. Chris' eyes widened as his hands flailed helplessly in the air. A series of muffled huffing escaped his throat. Only his eyes remained fixed on the sky. He appeared unable to believe he was dead.