Avengers Wonder Woman Novels & Stories

Derrick The strange lady cackled playfully. “Who do we have here?. Two lovers desecrating my cave althrough the night.” She said. “No we were not, we just came to seek shelter.” Gwen replied in smiles and ran to embrace her. I was lost, her eyes were on on me who was less concerned about her presence. “You must be the Dycan alpha.” She said taking gentle strides towards me as she stared at me in wonder. “You're just as arrogant as I presumed you'd be.”

So domineering was his display that the soldiers could only open their mouths wide in surprise and watch the scenes before them unfold. “So that is the power of the God of Thunder,” the captain sighed in awe. Next to him the small man’s eyes were flashing with desire and admiration. Before long several dots appeared in the sky as a few more figures descended onto the battlefield. Each of these newcomers was a woman, and they all had armors with wings that flapped and beat the winds to carry them around. Leading these women was a blonde haired woman with deep blue eyes who shared similar looks with Thor. In her hand was a beautiful sword that reflected the majesty of the sun. With domineering

Did they go ‘poof’ and disappear into thin air? A goofy smile came and she giggled again. She felt the man easing her back onto the bed and felt his breath fanning her face as he lowered her down. Oh, his sweet hot breath. Her hands instinctively looped around his neck, drawing him near. “Where you goin’?” she giggled again. The man tried to pry her hands away but strength had found its way back into her arms. Oh yeah, she was a strong as Wonder Woman now. All she needed was her lasso and she would whip Daniel Winters into submission. Maybe she would get him to strip for her too. That would be deliciously sinful. She giggled a little more before a strangled sob bubbled in her throat. Boy, sh

Eva “Okay…” Lia says, eyebrows furrowed, confused. “I need more.” I blow out a breath. “Alright. Remember how I told you I met Matt? Well, I might have left some things out.” She rolls her eyes. “Shocker. Alright, Catwoman, let me have it.” “Catwoman?” “Well, I ain’t calling you a damn spider, although knowing how you are, it fits, but it bothers you so catwoman.” She giggles, making me snort before I start full-on laughing.

Shaunica teased, though she refrained from tugging his ear as she used to. "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you with a good meal," Alexander promised, not feeling the need for lengthy explanations about his past. "Alright, but introduce me to this lovely lady first," said Shaunica, eyeing Amber. "Hello, Shaunica! My name is Amber, Alexander's wife," Amber introduced herself gracefully. "Amber? Is it really you?" Shaunica exclaimed, realizing who Amber was. "You're New Chesire Group's General Manager, the Wonder Woman of Ol' Mare!"

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

What have this villainess been going? A 105 age Takia who was still a virgin and not start the butterflies procedure yet and now stuck in the body a sex fetish person and also have the female lead as a sister and now hiding her red face media and waiting for the system to address her after give her a stupid mission on having vergence on her dignity. Sigh... Why does she and the female lead always related in every world. it wasn't like she could have a link with her in her world? right?! Takia shook her head.

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

Benath the strong smell of pine was the faintest whiff of something sweet—vanilla I think. Mix ti together, and it was uniquely her. Fuck. This woman was my mate. I walked towards her, captivated by her scent. Then I heard her. A low growl, followed by the heavy thud of someone hitting the ground. “We must make her ours!” my wolf growled. I clamed down on that feeling, digging my claws into the palm of my hand. “Calm down,” I ordered. I stepped into view and froze. She moved like a weapon—fast, controlled, brutal. A thin black ribbon covered her eyes, but it didn’t seem to matter. Her body knew what it was doing. Every kick, every punch, every twist of her hips was precise. Deadly.