Madman Marvel Novels & Stories

the Lord dismissed the issue without so much as a second hearing. He clapped lightly and said, “So she is worthy. That’s what matters. It is great to hear such pleasant news.” “It is,” Elder Sand stated with a bit of excitement. It was said that a mad man could only be contained by another mad man. Elder Sand was a mad man. But the Lord was even more dangerous than the elder. For he was a sane mad man! “Finally, there is one worthy of my skills,” the Lord stated with a slightly trembling voice. Yes, the Lord was a mad man; he was a mad man who craved to battle one as strong as he was.

“One more thing that I forgot to tell you. You cannot use your mana while you are inside my pentagram, JK.” A bit too late in informing him of the utter trap that she made. JK fumes in rage. He wanted to scream, yet he stops himself from doing so. After realizing that he will just end up losing. Utterly defeated, for in this game, the one who turns out to be the Mad one is the total foolish loser. With that fact, he couldn’t risk anything, for his pride stands on the line and his whole identity to begin with. “Such a disappointment. You weren’t like that, JK.”

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

Bright eyes always held a twinkle of mischief in them. “What do you want to watch?” I asked, trying to unveil his plan. “Underworld? A Werewolf in London? The Howling?” “I’m sensing a theme.” Gunnar’s motive seemed transparent. Jump scares would lead to cuddling, and I wasn’t ready to move beyond friendship. “How about we stick to Marvel? I’ve never watched them all chronologically.” “That’s thirty-four guaranteed dates! Hell, yeah.” His excitement made me smile. I queued up Captain America: The First Avenger. “Ghost is going to be so pissed.” He laughed to himself.

He believed that if this continued, even if he would not die from a bullet, he would die from the fear alone. "You're scared?" Harvey looked at Drake curiously. "Aren't you the Madman? Aren't you the third in Wolsing out of all the Young Masters? Why are you so afraid of dying? You're so arrogant while harassing my girlfriend. Why are you such a piece of trash now, huh?" Harvey patted Drake's face disdainfully.

this can't be happening to me right now. After all the horrible stories I've heard about him, I can't be his fated! How did the madman realize I was his fated, even before we even met anywhere at all!? What is happening!? "Hmm...your voice feels so sweet in your head, baby girl. What's your name?" "You don't take anything else away from me, Jacob!" Suddenly, Jean charged at the man whom the whole world has come to fear. Jacob Bloodmond, the leader of rogue troop, the nastiest organization of rogues - in fact the nastiest organisation in the whole wide world - is my mate!?

He stroked himself once, slow, eyes locked on mine. “Tell me,” he said, voice rough with restraint. “Do you want me to fuck you like a man in love… or like a madman?” His thumb brushed over my swollen clit, making me jerk. I didn’t even hesitate. I leaned up just enough to grab the back of his neck, pulled him down until our foreheads touched, and whispered against his lips: “Like a madman.” The word snapped something in him.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

She lay and held her teddy bear closely. "Who is that man?" She mumbled. Brown scratched his hair. "He is a Mafia." "Mafia?" "Yeah. His name is Leonardo Cappuccino." "Wow. I have never seen one before. I only read about them in stories, are they exactly the way stories portray them to be?" Brown stared at her, "You mean like the way a bad boy that belongs to the Mafia falls in love with an innocent girl and then destroys the whole world for her sake?" He smirked and Ashley laughed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I take a deep breath after turning the car off in front of Aida's apartment, relishing the peace and calm around me, a satisfied smile curling my lips. Who knew taking a day off for once would be this exhilarating? Exhaling, I pick up my bag, ready to surprise my best friend, when my phone buzzes the third time this morning. I glance at the screen. 'Mad man' sprawls across the screen— a name worthy of the disgusting boss I'm forced to work with. An involuntary 'hmmph' escapes my lips as I stab the power button. I'm not gonna deal with you today, satan.