Mad Dog Marvel Novels & Stories

I'm so nervous as I pull it open, that it takes a lot of will power not to pass out. The moment, I unwrap the box my voice gets trapped in my throat for a second. My brain freezes, and then it all happens in slow motion. The scream leaves my throat before I can stop it. Staggering back, I fall limply to the floor, my eyes not leaving the box which now lay on its side. Spilling out its hideous contents, Mira gasps, looking away immediately. But I can't, I'm unable to look away from it. Especially the bloody words engraved on it. 'I'll make sure your friend loses a finger more next time'

He pried her fingers away from him and stated plainly, “She has been with me for many years. Even a dog is still worthy enough of emotional attachment.” Clarice stumbled backward. Her makeup was smudged with tears. "You'll regret this…” The black Maybach sped away. Clarice's figure began to shrink in the rearview mirror until it vanished into the nighttime horizon. Arthur rolled down the car window to let the cold wind rush in, and yet, it was not enough to tune out the chaotic voices in his head. He received a few more texts from his assistant. “Mr. Renault, we found out that Miss Buccaneer contacted a company specializing in cultural activities in a neighboring city. They refused to disclo

Nothing was going to hurt her mate. She took a large sip of coffee and slowly swallowed it, allowing the hot liquid to burn her throat. What if it was The Vrek Cult that was after him again? “I doubt! Not so soon,” she spoke out loud to herself. The Vrek Cult would take their time to strategize and try to bring him down for real this time. But then, that instilled more fear in her. She knew her mate was terrible. She had heard his name for years and knew how he did great, mighty, terrible things. She and her friends often swear with his name, The Big Bad Alpha, when they were filled with anger and wanted to take a certain action. His name being sworn by, meant they could do it and would do i

He said in agony, "So she thought that we were going to celebrate her birthday. Damn it! What have I done? How could I forget her birthday? I promised to celebrate every birthday with her. Not only did I not celebrate it with her, but I also suspected that she added peanut butter to the cake and made Maeve have an allergic reaction. Was she very upset when she came back to get her luggage?" The domineering mafia leader slumped on the couch, burying his face tiredly in his hands as he spoke to Alfred in a low and hoarse voice. Alfred hesitated for a moment before answering truthfully, "Mr. Cole, she wasn't sad. She was very calm and even told us to take good care of you and Mr. Jasper." Felix

"Principessa, all procedures are complete. Marco no longer has any legal assets under his name." I took the document. With a flick of the lighter, a blue flame instantly devoured the paper. "Marco got into a fight in prison," Adrian added. "They say he ran into an old enemy. His legs were crippled. Now, he's mentally unstable—spends his days clutching a burned photograph, calling out your name. He's living worse than a stray dog." I watched the paper curl and blacken into ash. Not a single ripple stirred in my heart. "Stop monitoring him," I said calmly. "Whether he lives or dies means nothing to me."

She was not interested in the reason for incompetence. - The alpha of this pack is different. Our magic is not working on her. None of our spells could harm her. - Megan said it in a single breath. Mother looked at her, raising a brow, then burst into laughter. - Some stupid Alpha defeated you? I thought you were an elite of warriors, unstoppable. - This Alpha is a she-wolf. - Martha said quickly. -She can be a Moon Goddess itself. No werewolf can stand a chance against magic. Even the weak like yours. - Mother told them, still laughing.

Madison pointed a chubby finger at the stranger’s bone-carved mask. When the Alpha remained as still as a winter stone, she took the initiative, her small, blunt claws catching the jagged edge of the relic. She was determined to see the face of the wolf who smelled like home. Avery lunged forward, her scent spiking with maternal authority as she pried Madison’s hands away. "Madison! I told you—if you cannot control your wolf’s curiosity, you will stay in the den next time. We do not touch a High Alpha’s armor."

He's an Alpha. "Well done on figuring it out. I'm Alpha Chand, the mate of Moona, so technically I'm the Moon God." He suddenly jumps up and reaches for us through the bars. He grabs us by the neck, saying something in a foreign language before we begin to feel light headed. We try to keep our eyes open, not wanting to fall asleep but we can't hold on any longer, and finally let sleep take control.

" is it safe to use a medication you haven't even tested out on someone else?" " of course. The mad pact only allows the best and most qualified medications, the only reason why I haven't used this on anyone else is that Alphas tend to heal rather quickly. and since the mad pact is mostly comprised of 100% Alphas, no one else had needed it until now. don't worry, it's 100% safe" " if you mess anything up, I will kill you " " you are kidding," Marina said in disbelief. when she looked up at Dylan she didn't see any amused expression on his face

Charles tried to set his wife back in reality and he knew whenever something negative confronted her, she would try to escape through fantasy. “I know this is happening, but it feels like something out of a Marvel Universe movie. This feels like Endgame. I’m expecting Thanos to come down from the sky.” President Chang mentioned her favorite Marvel Universe superhero movie, and she kept talking even though she could see a slightly annoyed expression arising on her husband’s face. “This feels like a sci-fi fantasy movie or some kind of comic book. I mean, I never thought in my wildest dreams that the world would undergo an alien invasion.” “Well, they might not be aliens. But we’re not sure.”