Marvel Comics Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Marvel was a product of single parenting, her parents had divorce when they were little and she had stayed with her mother because then, she was just three years old while Mirabel went with their father. Actually, I only met Mirabel twice. Once during our matriculation when I had only met marvel a few days before the matriculation day and the second time when the sister had to go back and had come to see marvel for a last hug before she left and since then she had just come back. "It's been like five years now, she must be so excited.” Diane chipped in. "Let me get you some bottled water from the cafeteria.” Diane wanted to stand up to go get me some water but I stopped her before she did.

“She cooks, she cleans, she’s educated—my parents made sure of that before they died. She can read, write, speak properly. She’d be perfect for whatever you need. Entertainment, service, whatever! Please, Marcel. I’m begging you on my life. Take her and we’re even. I’ll never bother you again. I’ll disappear. You’ll never have to see my face—” “That much is certain,” Marcel murmured. Kevin went pale. “Wait, no—” The silence stretched. I could feel myself slipping away, the darkness pulling me under. Each breath was becoming harder to take. The pain was fading now, replaced by a cold numbness that spread from my extremities inward. ‘Maybe it’s better this way,’ I thought hazily. ‘Maybe dying

Snake sputtered and glared but Venom simply turned away from her. *** Velia jumped onto Venom's bed, unable to help herself. She had finished cleaning the entire room, yet he wouldn’t allow her to leave without his permission. “Jerk, having fun while I'm bored to death here,” she scoffed, rolling around in frustration. A smile suddenly crept onto her face as she recalled her fun with Hacker earlier. She had finally found someone to play games with, and that made her genuinely happy. She couldn’t wait for tomorrow. Being someone’s older sister, even if it was only slightly, made her grin even wider. She rolled again and then heard a sound coming from one of the many doors in the room.

Helping Marvel, his hair performed what it has always done since he was ten: it changed color from blonde to silver. I promise this strange shit isn't for me, but I get it; nonetheless, when I'm very upset, my hair turns gold instead of black. Whatever it is about our hair, it is strange; even my mother tries to calm me down when I am upset. Mom is rarely able to spend time with me, owing to Dad's refusal to leave her alone. Aunt Miracle and Aunt Silvia are more cautious now that they had three sons and are expecting their fourth. My cousin Marvel and niece Sunny are extremely different personalities. Marvel is loud and outgoing, whilst Sunny is introverted and keeps everything to herself.

Marvel Hayes has one rule: never let an alpha control him. As a Pure Omega and the CEO of Hayes Biotech, Marvel has spent his entire life fighting the society that treats omegas as nothing but breeders. He wants nothing to do with child birth so he created a secret serum, designed to permanently destroy his regenerative womb, the key to his freedom and he is close to success when three alphas enter his life.  Crown Prince Alaric wants an heir and will stop at nothing to claim Marvel as his bride. Kai Harrington, the billionaire tycoon and Marvel's biotech rival, wants control and will destroy everything Marvel has built to get it. And Dmitri Moretti, the gentle stranger Marve

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

Slowly, she reaches inside the cloth and uses the glove to pick up whet is wrapped in there… “I never wanted to marry you. Imagine how fucking disappointed I was when I found out that you were my mate, not Elena. I wanted her from the start but just as you have interrupted us since you were fucking eight, you interrupted again. And I had no choice but to settle for less if I wanted the bigger price. Turns out the best fruit is the forbidden one, stolen and eaten. I love Elena, you might be my mate and ugh, wife, but I want Elena instead…” Elena chuckles. “Which is why we got you a gift.” She snarls and her eyes glint. Before Tori can move a muscle, Elena lunges and stabs her in the stomach.

She hesitantly turned to Marcus. “I’m changing.” “Be my guest. This is my room,” he said. Kaleen then realized the hint in the room which indicate that such space certainly didn’t belong to a woman at all. “Well then…I’ll be in my room,” she said in hesitation. Marcus only snorted when she started to sway on her left side with a few steps. “You can’t leave the water just yet. The Manik’s poison still runs your blood and the coldness slows down your death,” he said.

I almost didn't get the finals, so it's a good thing they gave me a special exam. I looked back at him, he just folded his arms around me. I sighed again. Surely he won't do anything bad to me? Suddenly, my cheeks warmed as the possible events occurred to me. Fvdge! What am I thinking? "I won't do anything you won't like Maria." I turned to look at him because of that. I stared at him in shock. Wait, can he read my mind?! "I can't read your mind, I could smell you." here.

And lastly, the execution beneath a snow-covered palace courtyard while the male lead emotionlessly watched on from his throne. His face instinctively lost its colour, he knew exactly who he was. He was no longer Krystal Linsey but Caspian Vale. The villain omega from The Fallen Alpha King, his favorite manhwa. The same omega whose death brought joy and celebration to its readers, for having the most brutal chapter of the manhwa. “No. No, no, no…” Krystal shot upright to his feet, his dizziness nearly made him collapse. His breath was more frantic now.