Avengers X Reader They Replace You Novels & Stories

My birth name wasn't Midnight, it would be Levine just like Emilia’s I look up to Xander. His blue eyes stare back me as I prepare myself. You can do this. Repeat after me. I, Ava “I, Ava Levine, Luna of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Xander Blake of Black Moon.” I felt a twinge of pain inside of me. It lasted a split second and was gone. Did it work? Anika questions. ‘How am I supposed to know?’ I mutter back while watching Xander. Maybe we did it wrong?

She looked small, stuck, and miserable. In my past life, this girl had taken my mate's arm while I bled out on a marble floor. Don't worry, Kaia. I'll take very good care of Adrian. But that was a future Lila. This one was eighteen, half-dressed, and embarrassed. I didn't need to fight every version of her. I grabbed a replacement from the nearest display — same style, right size — and held it through the gap in the door. "Here. New one. Easier than fighting the zipper."

“I heard he was obsessed with her. Couldn’t breathe without her. And now look at him. Looking for someone new to warm his bed and raise kids for him.” She leaned in. “That’s you, Nara. A replacement. A body. A breeding tool.” My hands clenched into fists. She laughed. “Honestly, it suits you. You’ve always been good at taking what’s left.” “Shut up,” I said, my voice shaking. She tilted her head. “I hope he doesn’t get bored of you too fast. Would be awkward if he divorced you once he’s done.” “That’s enough,” I yelled. “Get out of my room!”

“No. Look at her. Feel that. That is not a dying child.” Ava knelt beside me, tears filling her eyes. “I’ve seen this once before,” she breathed. “A child of powerful alpha blood rejects the poison. It destroys the weak, but…” She smiled, choked with relief. “Yours is fighting. Refusing to die.” My body went limp with relief. My heart broke open all over again, but this time with something like hope. Something like light, something like a miracle. I sobbed, loud, uncontrollable, shaking sobs, into Xavier’s chest.

She locked eyes with Ragnar, her heart pounding. Ragnar's response carried a tone of unexpected leniency. "I'll grant you clemency, but only because I see the bitterness festering within you, born from your unrequited love," he declared. "Today, I strip you of your rank, reducing you to an Omega. Meanwhile, Ximena," he continued, gesturing towards her, "shall become the female Alpha of this pack." Ximena couldn't contain her elation, her heart soaring with newfound purpose. Tiara, on the other hand, was left stunned, struggling to find her voice as the weight of Ragnar's decision sank in.

It was calming. “So, I've got Anime. Anyone interested.” Elektra said out of the blue. We ended up having a movie binge all night. Drinking soda and listening to music all day. Around midnight we were tired but still watching the Friends series_an all old time classic. I sat in the middle between Alcinder and Elektra on the duvets we placed in the middle of the room. Elektra was fast asleep. “I'm twenty-one years old, Avyanna. I'm supposed to take My father's place as the Alpha of the Redwood Pack. I'm scared.” Alcinder said while staring at the ceiling.

"What? You... you've loved him most. How hard you worked to chase him. How can you just--" "I don't love him anymore." I cut her off. "And I'm never going to love him again." The words hang in the air. And then-- The music cuts out. The lights flicker, then blaze to full brightness. Harsh. Unforgiving. The front doors swing open. Dozens of wolves in black suits file in--trained, silent, efficient. They begin clearing the bar. "Everyone out. Now." Patrons are ushered out amid confused complaints and scattered protests. Ivy is escorted out by a polite but firm enforcer.

And then Moreno's voice in my earpiece, which had been a steady low breath of background static, goes completely silent. Dead air. The FBI feed is gone. It happens in the space of four seconds. Thornton's hand comes out of his jacket with a gun. Marcus, startled into motion, reaches into his waistband. Dominic shoves me behind him with one arm and gets his shoulder in front of Victor. Victor moves sideways and hits Marcus from the side with his full bodyweight. Not a punch. A tackle, sudden and committed, from a sixty-year-old man who apparently still has the instincts for it. Marcus goes sideways. The gun skids across the concrete.

"The original cells—the ones I used to build the Blackwood empire—are decaying. My body is a library catching fire. I don't care about Kai anymore. He’s a flawed copy. Alexander was a dead end. But what’s inside you? That’s the Fresh Template. Pure. Accelerated. Uncorrupted." "It's a monster." I stepped back. My heel caught on a loose board. "Doc said it’s eating me." "It’s evolving." Elinor reached out. Her fingers brushed the air in front of my stomach. "Give me the child. I’ll give you a new identity. A new face. Enough money to buy a country where Marcus can’t find you. You walk away clean. I get the restart I deserve." "You’d steal your own grandchild." "Grandchild? No." Elinor laughed.

The relevant paragraph was the third one. Regarding the Zhao arrangement — I trust you received my recommendation through Gerald. The Chen girl was identified eighteen months ago as a suitable replacement option should the Hart engagement fail. She has no connections to our opposition, no family leverage, and limited social capital. I considered her an appropriate contingency. I am glad the contingency proved useful. I put the letter down. I sat on the kitchen stool. I read it again. And then again. Each time the same words in the same order producing the same result in my chest.