Darkstar Marvel Novels & Stories

Its been a week Since I arrived at midnight pack. The midnight pack is rumoured to have the most ruthless and feared Alpha across the land; Alpha Killian also known as the dark Lord. He earned his name after conquering packs that dared provoke him. It's said that he doesn't spare anyone once he attacks, not even a child. I made the decisions to come here after Theo brought home his mate without giving a single explanation. I always thought that we would live happily ever after but after Sandra came Into our lives, everything changed.

Dark Brood was a pack that lived by their own rules with a reputation for ruthless business dealings and connections to the underworld. "Who is this?" I answered firmly. “Is that how you answer the phone? I didn’t realize that the Alpha heir of Black Fang was rude,” Damian’s smooth voice greeted me. “You are lucky that I even pick up for numbers that I don’t know. So, I’ll ask you again, who is this?” I retorted. “It’s Damian Dark,” “How can I help you?” “It should be how can I help you. I've heard you're having some trouble finding someone,” Damian responded.

We stood in the corridor that granted access to the guards to await their arrival. A lot of them came, already having their weapons ready. Immediately as they spotted us standing there, they opened their rifle fires. My force field was already in place and protecting us from their bullets. I used my molecular kinesis and all their weapons moved from their possession. They floated up in the air and I melted them with my super heat vision. When they seemed pretty much burned up Ashton threw ice at them and then I mentally threw them to the wall. They crashed and turned to pieces. The guards stood there dumbfounded. I gathered my force field and threw it in their direction. They all flew in dif

I shouted over the music. The song changed to ‘She’s like a star’, by ‘Taio Cruz’ which is Liam’s favourite song. I felt someone grab my hand and looked back to see Liam giving me a smile, one of the real ones, and I couldn’t help but smile back. “Dance with me, Angel,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

That was when my grandma took me to therapy but I was quiet every session so I dropped it. “You can stay as long as you want. I'm sorry.” He pulls me for a hug and I hug him back. I guess a part of me is grateful to have him as a friend. We let go off each other and he wipes a tear i didn't even realise was there. I let go off him and stare at the TV. “I hate Homelander.” I say out of sudden. Homelander is the biggest villain in The Boys. “What? Who's your favourite then?” He's not going to believe me.

"And... Action!" "Mmmm, hey Daddy. God, I can't believe you and your girlfriend did this to me last night. Look at how much you marked me! It made me shiver every fucking time. I'm so fucking lucky that your Darling is willing to let me be your little plaything." Sabrina shifted on the bed, brushing her fingers over the hickey bruises on her torso and slowly shifting her hips sexually. "But did you know, Daddy, that Darling gave me permission to be a bad girl today? A filthy girl, just for you?" She pulled off her bra slowly, revealing three more hickey marks on her breasts. "Well, even more dirty than last night?"

LEON I never miss. No matter the target, the distance, or the chaos in my head, once I point my gun at my prey, I always hit. But I just did, and it’s all because of a girl. “Fuck!” I let out an angry growl before slinging my rifle over my shoulder. Thumping footsteps echo behind me, and just then, Dante bursts out onto the rooftop, already ripping his mask off his face. “We’ve been spotted,” he says in an urgent voice.

she called, her voice still a little raspy. "It's me, Mom," I said, forcing a cheerful tone I didn't feel. I quickly hid my backpack and the heavy secret inside. The contrast between Caden's world and my small, safe apartment was jarring. Here, everything was simple, fragile. There, everything was grand, dangerous. Jasper, who had been drawing on the living room floor, looked up and grinned. "Maeve! Look! I made a superhero!" He held up a drawing of a stick figure with a cape and a huge smile.

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

I muttered. “Evil isn’t really what I call it. You know what you should be more worried about now is your lame husband and his army. I’ve sent him to the devil himself. It’s a shame you didn’t get to witness him get torn apart. Would have been spectacular.” There was clear amusement In Maverick’s tone as he spoke. “What do you mean the devil?” I asked eying him. “Xandros, the awakened 300-year old monster. Something our generation haven’t seen before.”