Captain America Civil War Aunt May Novels & Stories

with open heart that advertisement, it was not misleading or anything, she could really take a bath there and because it was a big box she would not need to shrink all, Catherine decided to leave the bathroom but ended up noticing something different from the last time she was there two weeks ago, looking more carefully she could notice that there was insulfilm on the window panes, she didn't have that before, probably her father put it on so she could have more privacy, that man really was amazing, she thought. Finally came her room, the place where she could sleep and leave her clothes, which was clearly as small as the rest of the place, we could not expect a big room in such a small apa

HAYDEN ( p o v) After reaching home.. aunt Mary was instructing everyone.. me: " aunt Mary where is she?? " aunt Mary thinks 'she means who?? ' then she remembers may be she means Ms Elina Martin.. aunt mary: " Ms Elina is back side washing clothes... do you want me to call her young master??" me: " it's OK.. no need"

And she was about to do it again when he stopped her by holding her hands. "Don't you dare raise your hands on me again, ever!" His voice was sharp and firm. Just then, I heard a loud, piercing scream from behind. I turned to look around to see a lady running ahead towards our direction. She looked so much like Aunt May. The Lorenzo seniors gave birth to only two children, Lorenzo Junior, Raphael’s father and Aunt May. I figured that she had to be Aunt May's daughter. Aunt May is also included in my revenge plans. She was among them that day.

And now I was getting kicked out, I knew this was exile. Aunt Maya was going to be more than happy to have me live with her. But I didn't want to, Derrick was probably going to change his mind and tell me he felt the same way for me. But that was never going to happen. Aunt Maya was a widow, once married to a powerful alpha. He had lost his life in the war between wolves and vampires. He left her with a son Klutz, a dumb son. I wondered how he was.

Maya asked me as she tried yet again to approach me. “How do you know Aunty Vivan?” I asked looking at her suspiciously, had she been spying on me all this time? “Yes, I know your Aunty Vivan, I let her into the pack because she said she wanted to see the only relative she had left, she begged me for a chance to see you promising to leave right after but she ran away with you and made you her slave for years,” Maya said spitefully, but why couldn't I remember any of that, was this another trick?

Maya was not convinced that she was here to make amends for her past mistakes. She didn't have a problem with that, it's just that she was looking out for Killian. She was not going to let Luna Miranda hurt Killian anymore. " Aunty, I just heard that you are here at the pack and I came to see you as soon as possible." Amber's overly sweet and hypocritic voice sounded and Maya fought the urge to vomit her breakfast. " Mmmh, you are such a good girl. You are better than someone else here who thinks that she is too important and powerful than me." Luna Miranda's taunted, hoping that her rude words would get to Maya.

“Do you intend to come to look for me? You can’t! I’m waiting to enter the ancient forcefield now, and I won’t be out anytime soon.” “Huh?” “Remember to miss me! Oh… It’s my turn already? Alex, I have to go now, can’t talk! Bye… Ah, Second Aunt, why have you come out…” Beep beep beep… The call was cut off. Alex huffed. This woman had called him just to tease him and then left for the ancient forcefield. Wasn’t she just so irresponsible?! ‘Second Aunt… I seem to recall that Luna’s aunt was that… Commander Benmore, who is the only Five-star Warlord in America.

Aunt May darted forward and cupping her face in her hands, whispered, "There are those who would use you for your powers. Truss nuh one buh di Alpha, feem destiny a tied tuh fi yuh" Zeke lifted her off the floor, swinging her over one broad shoulder and walking out the door. Her head hung down his back as he walked down the path to the car, but she could still see Aunt May, standing in the doorway, tears glistening in her eyes, just before the door slammed shut. She was still crying when he put her in the front passenger seat and leaning across to belt her in, he whispered, "If you run back in there, her sacrifice will have been in vain and I know you don't want that".

AIDEN'S POV "Aunt?" "Hello, Aiden," she said with a huge smile. "It's been ages." Giving me a tight hug, she pinched my ears. When would she learn to stop doing that? My aunt, Rosa Armstrong, is a badass—not just a mafia princess but also a skilled mercenary and hunter... a human hunter, if you know what I mean. "You didn't tell me you were coming to New York. I would have—" "Told you, and missed out on this fun experience? No way."

“Tell me, what is she to my uncle?!” The maid, intimidated by his expression, stammered, “M-Mr. Zach, that lady is Mr. Sean’s wife.” “Get lost!” Zach shoved the maid aside and turned to the butler. “Brian, you watched me grow up. I know you won't lie to me. Tell me!” The butler hesitated for a few seconds before replying in a low voice, “It’s true. She's indeed your aunt.” “Liars! You’re all liars!” Zach’s face twisted in disbelief. Then, he suddenly remembered his older sister, Theresa, who lived abroad. He hurriedly started a video call.