Mad Dog Marvel Novels & Stories

Anything low-drama, stable, and out of the spotlight. Margaux’s future? Oh, that was obvious to everyone. She’d be climbing the Pack ladder in record time, expected to become the next Luna. She was, after all, widely assumed to be the Fated Mate of Thunder Wolfgang — the Alpha’s golden-haired son. Yes. His name was Thunder. Like he was a Marvel superhero. And yes, every unmated she-wolf between fifteen and twenty-five drooled over him like he was the last steak on earth. Of course Margaux was the favorite to catch him. And why wouldn’t I be?

Mj pushed Mara at arms length but didn't let go of her “what's wrong Mara?” Mara opened her bottle and took a long drink before handing it to Mj who did the same. The two girls slid to the floor at the same time leaning against the bed. “Tanner is my mate” Mara almost whispered, Mj took the bottle and gulped down more of the spicy brown liquid, “Why don't you sound happy?” Mj asked as she passed the bottle back to Mara “He’s the brother of an Alpha Moll,” Mara explained “he lives in a pack and he’s a damn hunter so it's not like I could convince him to leave with me-” Mara clapped a hand over her mouth as she passed the bottle back to Mj who laughed low in her throat before she took anothe

“Haven’t you heard? As we speak, your Luna is under assault. If you run quickly, perhaps you will make it in time.” “Maddox…” Lady Madison’s eyes glowed with pure rage, her voice trembling with deadly promise. “I want his head.” Before I could stop her, she morphed into her wolf, her massive form tearing through the chamber and Brianna followed, shifting in a flash and charging with her. Maverick’s lips curved into a smirk as he turned his gaze back to me. “I love it when I put you on edge.” My chest burned as the shift tore through me, bones snapping until hell of my wolf stood in his place.

I implored while flipping the filled bucket of sand upside down to make a wall around the sandcastle we were building. "Is that so, but can you keep a secret Mr Blake?" Mason asked and Madison immediately glared at the brother. 'What secret do you want to tell a stranger Mase?' She asked the brother via mind link, I gasped with shock. How could they mind link at their age before they got their wolves? I narrowed my eyes at them, carefully scanning their bodies and that's when I saw it, a mark of the goddess on both their necks. My hands immediately began shaking.

“Well, no. Not yet. But I’ve already taken my MCATs and I kicked ass, so…” “So the mouse wants to be a doctor, huh? The little miss wants to act like a big girl and save the world, one patient at a time. What kind of idiot are you? You should only be looking out for number one and that’s you, moppet.” He touched his forehead to hers to underscore that he was, indeed, talking about her.

It was soft, light, and sweet enough to dissolve the tension in the air. Regan blinked. “…He’s part of the mafia, isn’t he?” she asked, her eyes bright with curiosity rather than fear. “That’s why you’re all being so careful.” Regan stared at her, momentarily caught off guard by how calmly she had said it. Most people reacted with shock. Or fear. Or questions filled with unease. Marceline, however, only tilted her head slightly. “But… he didn’t feel like one,” she added softly. Regan blinked. “Didn’t… feel like one?”

A tattoo of thorny veins wraps around his right arm, snaking from his wrist to his shoulder. I quickly looked away. This was a man dubbed the Mad Doctor because he killed his parents at only eleven. He is dangerous. And definitely not someone I should be ogling.

While Eric had pets just for the fun of torture, Marcie raised pets for a whole different reason. One of the reasons she was greatly feared. She could turn anyone, human or wolf into the most obedient of dogs. Her pets were mostly rogues who were exiled from their packs. She had hundreds of them and made an army of them. The Elders did nothing about it. Technically, it was better to turn them into weapons of war for the betterment of the wolves than have them cause unnecessary chaos. When Eric had gone wild because of his family, he was sent to her. It was a record. He was the only one she couldn't tame.

Her long nail dug into my skin as she lifted my chin and looked into my eyes, “You should know better than to play games with me, Goldilocks.” I looked right back at her, “I don’t know how to play games, Grand Magus. If I did, I wouldn’t have been so easily fooled by that wolf boy.” Pausing for a moment, I continued, “You were right, Grand Magus. Werewolves are not to be trusted.” She released her grip on my chin and took a step back, “Seems like someone has betrayed my lovely Goldilocks….” Her voice was full of mockery, her gaze bore into me as if I were the most insignificant creature in the world.

’ August explained. ‘Alright, then let’s go. We can get Crista’s help in rescuing Thales. Maybe even Incubi’s help in general. We need an army to shut Iggy down. ‘ I agreed. ‘So which…’ I started to question our heading when I heard howls and the foul smell of Madonie. Okay, so Madonie wolves don’t smell as bad as a rogue, but right now, that scent is burned in my nose, and I can’t stand it.