Marvel Anti Hero Novels & Stories

The Asgard's bloodline has been cursed by some witch three hundred years ago. And it goes as thus; We can never be happy, we will always thirst for blood, whenever our second personality takes over, we might murder our close friends. Pain and sadness will be our hearts' dwelling place. I inherited this curse from my father, Gavriel Asgard. My father is a mysterious man, I'm yet to find out the reason he got his bloodline cursed and vanished from our lives twenty years ago. I've been staying in isolation for years after murdering one of my childhood bestfriend, Anton. Since then, my personality disorder has been worse. No matter how nonchalant I behave, that memory has been part of me, eating

"Do you think this is a marvel or DC movie or something? You think you’re green lantern? Spiderman? Thor? The Antman? Shazam? I could go on and on Robert, but my point is, you’re not a superhero Rob, trust me. And I have no inter— " "No, no I don't trust you. And if I take that box and whatever the hell is inside it, I don't become a superhero but my life doesn’t exactly remain unchanged… right? That’s what the goddamn comics say right? Look, Erica, I don't want that. My life as a normal person is good enough for me already. I don’t want no extra—" "Is it? Is it really?" She asked, peering into his murky eyes.

He asked. Jeff sighed. “It's a group of mafia lords who want to take you down. Individually, they are not powerful, but when they come together, you can't beat them. They call themselves Avengers,” he said. Finn scoffed. “And these men, why would they want to take me down?” He asked in confusion. Jeff sighed. He thought he didn't have time to explain. “Because you are a threat to them? Because you killed one of their wives? Because you took down one of their companies? Because you killed one of their sons?” he asked.

The ant-man vanished again after taking two steps. He swallowed a thunder-type Healing Pill and activated his Iris Veritas. The ant-man was not a creature of his realm, but there must be a source for its powers. Wilbur felt like if he could find the source and hit the vitals of the ant-man, the ant-man would stop being invisible.

The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. Antonio Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed. Except her. And she tries. Oh, how she fûcking tries.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Kate is hoping that, apart from studying it, Terra could post the videos on his YT channel. Terra is the proud owner of a newish channel called Anime Antiheroes, which, based on its About section, “aims to subvert the Marvel-reinforced male masculinity in comic books and films” #HeroStereotypes #SigmaMale. As can be expected from Terra, it’s all so brainy and Kate can’t wrap her head around most of the content. “Who’s your favorite male superhero?” Terra asks as they sit across from each other in Jollibee.

PRESENT Arabella felt stupid reading the line again and again on Wylder’s phone. ‘Doctor Stephen Strange is a character appearing in American comic books published by Marvel Comics.’ When she all of a sudden remembered his name, then she was hopeful that maybe, maybe, she could help herself in one way or another, but it looked like the person whom she could remember from her past was of no use to her. “Are you sure that there is no other Doctor Stephen Strange?” She asked with a little hope. All she could find was a dead end.

“That sounds… intense.” “It is,” she said, rocking the pot. “But it’s also why the company is the best. Everyone works hard.” I swallowed. Hard work I could do. I can deal with stress. But working under him… That was something else entirely. Asma glanced at me again, noticing my silence. “I know you’ve heard about him before, even if you don’t admit it.” I froze slightly. “What do you mean?” I asked too quickly. She stiffly lifted an eyebrow. “Alpha Xander Marco. King of Nightmare Pack. Even humans know his name now because of his company.”

The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. Antonio Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed. Except her. And she tries. Oh, how she fûcking tries.