Female Dr Strange Novels & Stories

Drake growls angrily as he stares at the woman who is approaching me slowly, but he still can’t move which makes the old woman just glance at him and giggle amusedly as if belittling the beta. Tether sura, you know who the it Destiny's words made me frown in confusion before following her instructions to feel this old woman’s aura. Gasping. I realized why Morena had come into my dream. “You…” I whispered softly and had Drake staring at me in shock. The old woman nodded slowly, before waving her hand and Drake gasped in surprise as the ropes binding him slipped easily and the others began to regain consciousness, Realizing that Drake was about to attack the old woman, I hurriedly stood in fro

Leander asks quietly, catching the change in me immediately. Before I can answer, the doors to the hall open. The sound echoes too loudly in the sudden silence. Every head turns. She steps inside as though she has never left. Serena Draxen—alive, unmarked, wrapped in pale fabric that clings softly to her frame like an apology made visible. Her hair falls loose over her shoulders, lighter than I remember, her face thinner, eyes too large, too bright. She looks fragile. Breakable. Exactly as she always knew how to look when she wanted the world to forget the sharpness beneath.

Meanwhile, these demonic spiders with human faces were actually split components of Shura Spiderwoman. They couldn’t get too far away. Soon, without any targets left, they regrouped. Shuffle! A brand new Shura Spiderwoman appeared in front of everyone. Sporting a female body, she had eight huge legs. However, her face appeared to be completely different from the goddess before. It was very lengthy, and there were strange patterns on her forehead. Her eyes were thin and long, but they had vertical, yellowish-green pupils. “D*mn! D*mn! What is this?” Clara’s father exclaimed. He was nearly scared out of his wits.

I knew that this was a killing machine with no moral or conscience. “That is the first successful one, it has been alive for fourteen days,” a cold feminine voice said. I turned and saw a dark-haired woman in a lab coat. “We did not think you were ever going to come.” “Who are you?” Sia asked. “I am doctor Strahovsky,” she replied. “Welcome to the Den.”

"I won't hurt you. I'm here to help." The creature's eyes opened, a soft glow emanating from its depths. It looked up at her, a sense of gratitude and trust in its gaze. She felt a surge of power, a force that was both terrifying and exhilarating. She knew she was ready, ready to face whatever came next, ready to confront Drax and his darkness, ready to fulfill her destiny.

No one had paid attention as it overtook him. The demon found his home and took over finding out everything about the guy he could. An evil grin spreads across his face. He figured out that this human was called “Drake.” What kind of name was that? He tested his hands and found that he had some strength and there was some hidden desire that he could make use of. Looking up, he spotted the three girls talking and laughing. She had shoulder length red hair that fell in waves around her shoulders and a hunter green sleeveless top with matching tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination.

I mumble to myself, flipping the other frames and the majority of these are pictures of her. Brown eyes, shoulder length dark hair, beautiful plump lips..Goddess She is absolutely stunning. I keep it back on the table but it slips, and falls down on the floor creating a loud sound. I quickly sit down and pick it up, hoping it's not damaged only to find a crack on the glass. I turn it around and spot something stacked in behind. Opening it, I found a couple of pictures. My eyes widened to see Drax with the same woman, both in an intimate position.

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

Something had breached Silver Moon pack's defenses from outside. The Oracle's face went pale. "The ancient enemy I prophesied. It's here. And it's not vampires." Through the smoke and debris, a figure walked forward. Female, dressed in modern black combat gear, with eyes that glowed an unnatural blue. She smiled, cold and clinical. "Hello, wolves. Hello, vampires. My name is Dr. Cassandra Vex, and I represent the Human Genetic Research Institute. We've been studying supernatural creatures for fifty years. And now we're ready to harvest you. All of you."

nothing. A cold pressure wraps around my chest, dark and suffocating. I stop dead in my tracks. “Wait,” I say, raising my hand. “Something’s off.” The warriors freeze instantly, claws ready. Then the air shifts and I see a female presence. She steps out from the shadows, long black robes, pale eyes glowing faintly purple. Her lips curve into a smile that makes my skin crawl. “Hello Leah,” she purrs. “I was wondering when you’d finally show up.”