Madman Marvel Novels & Stories

The man collapsed, bleeding profusely, and I approached him cautiously. But to my shock, the madman snapped back to life, gripping my neck with superhuman strength. I struggled to break free, but the madman's grip was unyielding. Just as all hope seemed lost, Samson appeared, yanking the madman off me and sending him flying into a nearby wall, which crumbled under the impact.

When he speaks, I’m pretty sure the wind howls in agreement. “If I ever catch another man thinking of this mouth, I will carve the fantasy from his skull. And I’ll make it bloody…and messy.” “Silvan…” “And if you ever kneel for another, I will ruin him so badly, even the earth will forget his measly existence. Do you understand?” I shudder under the blazing intensity of his stare. “You’re crazy.” “I agree. I’m fucking insane. And who’s to blame for that, Ms. Machiavelli?”

Which has lost all it's freshness. "Are you sure Mr. Marvel that he is an adequate match for her, look at him he is not credible, what if he ends up hurting her." Tristan, is the evil, who would never stop himself from ruining my moments. My eyes hacked at him with fierceness, in exchange he passed an ignorant expression.

“You!You are a sadist pig asshole motherfucker that thinks he can touch any woman he wants and they won’t say a damn thing about it!” Madchen was furious, her face distorted with anger rising like a raging phoenix, kept in the dark too long, and she was reigning down hell fire upon her cowardly supervisor, unleashing all of her fury, past and present, on him…

She looked at Amber and Deborah, then quickly nodded, laughing happily in excitement. "Bianca...," Deborah cautiously tried. "Excuse me, girls, it's just that he's the perfect definition of the kind of man capable of making me extremely stupid," she admitted, covering her eyes. "Just give me two minutes, and I should be able to handle Mr. Fantastic..." Amber and Deborah gave each other terrified looks mixed with panic. They could feel their wolves shaking and crying in their heads, begging them to get away from the Mad One quickly. Bianca puffed out her cheeks and exhaled loudly, making funny noises with her lips, before slapping her face with both hands. Then she turned to Amber and Deborah

Like, yes I’m mad about what they just did but I can’t just leave the house? Where am I gonna go? I don’t have a place to stay. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much? She won't drive me away from the house, right? She opened my door harshly and looked at me with madness in her eyes. “M-mom,” I said in a small voice. She is still staring at me sharply. Like a lion looking at its prey. Mom is really scary when mad. “M-mom, you can’t expect me to just accept your decisions especially that my future is at stake.” I reasoned out. I didn’t mean to shout at them. To argue with them, I was just blinded by my feelings that is full of hatred.

He is crazy about Heer, he does not feel ashamed at all for doing such a thing, but is proud of him. This is a slightly shocking case, but a matter of extreme frightening. More dangerous than an angry person is the passion of a crazy person. And now Heer has understood that Sanam's obsession speaks on his head. This passion of Sanam has kept him under his control.

Never. “Ugh,” said Maurice. “Honestly, worst superhero team, ever.” “Oh.” Claire’s wagging tail abruptly stopped wagging. “Really? I thought—” “Think about it. Invisible Woman, because she turns invisible, fine. Human Torch, obvious, no problem. The Thing, okay. And then Reed Richards. How much of an egomaniac do you have to be to call yourself Mr Fantastic? And what’s that got to do with stretching your arms? Mr Elastic, sure. But Mr Fantastic? If I was in that team, I’d be like, why don’t you Mr Fuck Off?”

Everything that I do to them cannot be right. “Don’t act cowardly when you know you know you’re not a coward. Even though you killed four wolves in one hand, don’t think of yourself as a strong woman. You’re nothing compared to the alpha,” Marvel said. He growled at me, scaring that shit hell out of me. “Why are you messing with me? I am just a nobody.”

Inessa's chest tightened in pain. "And after getting up from his coma , his father took him away to abroad for more speedy recovery and at after one year, at the age of 22 , he completely recovered and healed but his heart died with his mother and then he decided to do what his mother had never wanted him to be. Izan became Sinister and had promised himself to kill each and every person who had taken his mother away from him and for one year, his father and his men trained him. At the age of 23 , Sinister came back to this country again and here he got to know that Nevaeh was the person who betrayed him. He wasn't ready to believe it any cost that she would ever do something like that to h