Fanfic Marvel Novels & Stories

Vorlyk took the gnarled hand into his and pulled Madayah onto his lap. He kissed the mutilated side of her face and ran his hand over the smooth side. His entire body relaxed when she leaned in and kissed him. Nicolas felt their love deep in his gut. He cared about Franklin, loved him for the wonderful person he was but could never give the vampire what he wanted. Nicolas hoped to someday find a she-wolf mate to share his life, and Franklin, his best friend, understood that. He often teased Nicolas that he, Franklin, would be the gay uncle to wolf pups. Nicolas's heart squeezed, and for the first time in months grief shadowed his thinking more than revenge.

Promises are meant to be broken. _____________________________________ Damien is Maria’s Master _____________________________________ You thought I will let him die this easily. He needs to pay for the pain he caused an innocent. There is something he never felt. Regret. He needs to feel that too which he will. And for those who wanted Xavier and Valerie together. Get some help. Sinister, Xavier, and Valerie were the main characters from the start of the book as I just gave them faces. Never have I said that Xavier was the ONLY Male lead. He is the Male lead and Sinister too from the very start.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION] [ARC 1 COMPLETE: THE SOUL BOND CONTRACT] [Status: DEVIATED 73% from original plot] [New abilities unlocked] [Relationship established: Cassian Nyx - Romantic Partner, Soul Bond Mate] [WARNING: ARC 2 approaching - "THE BETRAYAL'S SHADOW"] [Major plot convergence point: Spring Festival (30 days)] Through the bond, they both felt it—the story trying to pull them toward a predetermined fate. Toward betrayal, tragedy and pain. But they also felt each other—strong, determined.

But once she got it out of her system, she generally moved on. Adam Danvers can suck a dick and I hope he falls off a cliff and dies. To occupy herself, she imagined terrible, ridiculous fates for him—getting eaten alive by raccoons, choking on a sandwich, getting the plague—before she calmed down enough to think a little more clearly.

Marvel argued in anger. “Mm-Marvel? Don’t you think it’s about time you move on from the crush you have on him besides it been years and I don’t see you two happening anytime soon. You’ve had a proclivity towards him for so long since our school days in the university, that was the reason why you made us bullied Aria Freeman all that time in the past.” Abigail verbalized with a cautious tone in fear of getting Marvel angry. Am angry Marvel is a scary Marvel.

Marvel isn't growing up in a cult. Valentine lets go of my hand, then starts to strip. All thoughts of keeping my head on straight for Marvel's sake go flying out the window. Damn. Is it weird that I want to lick his chest? Just a good swipe of my flattened tongue across his firm, beautifully muscled pec.

“Ouch… why did you hit me? Alice, I’m so sorry. I won’t let you be in pain.” “Morgan, let me be with Marcel. I don’t want to live with you. You’re already married to Fiona, and you haven’t officially divorced. I hope you understand; don’t force me to stay here.” Alice stood up from the bed and walked over to Marcel. “So you’re choosing him? Doesn’t Marcel look just like me? He’s only a cruel Mafia boss; why would you rather be with him than me?” His face showed clear disbelief that Alice was choosing Marcel.

The casual touch sent a subtle spark through me, and I found myself glancing over at her, wanting to unravel every part of her body as her familiar scent of jasmine and cinnamon, although now tainted with the smell of antiseptics, filled my nose. As we continued our short journey, I could sense Shaun and Lucy's curiosity. They exchanged whispers, their eyes darting between Marvela and me. I knew they were wondering who Marvela was and why she had gotten under my skin so much. Shaun's voice was barely audible, but I caught snippets of their conversation. "Could she be the new mate?" Shaun asked. "I have no idea, but it's clear she's important to him." She replied. I shot them a warning glance

"Action? Romance? Horror? What's your flavor?" She tipped her head to the side. "Action?" I nodded. "Sure. Although what action movie do you know of that's also sappy?" I hit the button for the penthouse floor. Shuffled her around so I could lay my palm against the biometric plate. She shrugged. "I'm not a huge romance movie fan. And besides, most of the Marvel movies can be quite poignant. Like the death scene in Infinity War: End Game?" She clutched at her chest dramatically. "Gets me right in the feels when Iron Man takes the gauntlet and says, ‘I am Iron Man,' right before he snaps his fingers and dies."