Marvel Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A girl, 5’2, curly light brown hair, pretty grey eyes, perfect figure, figure that fits right in my arms, a being that adds life to everything dead, including me. She is not dear to me, it is just because of a vow I took, I tell myself but the way my heart is swelling upon the thought of her being gone, it contradicts everything that makes me- me. Marvin is back after signing the deal but I'm not one bit happy about it, if only I let Gerard abash me before her than leaving her alone. If only. He and his twin brother Banner are now tracking Dustin down, Seo Jung is keeping an eye on Heather Valdine and I---I am mourning.

“They’re drawn to the bloodline.” “Yes,” I whispered. To the Crescent. To the Gate. To the Heir. We had exposed both of our children in one night. There would be no hiding them now. Not from the council. Not from whatever lived between spaces. Marcus tore another creature apart. This time, when it dissolved, it did not fully reform. It retreated — smoke dragged backward as if pulled by unseen current. “They can be driven back!” Xavier shouted. “But not destroyed here,” Ronan added grimly.

ZARA Uncle Xavier and I met halfway. The storm in his eyes gave me chills, and I swallowed hard. “Did you delete the number?” he growled as he continued toward the ocean. He looked like someone who would beat an innocent man to a pulp simply for collecting my number. I grabbed his arm, making him stop. He looked at me. “He wasn’t flirting,” I quickly told him. “He loved my crochet dress and wanted to get one for his wife. Mia made it for me, so I wanted to connect them.”

Hazel’s POV. The room was filled with the rhythmic, wet sound of skin hitting skin. His large, calloused fingers gripped my breasts, squeezing possessively. Each time Marco thrust into me, it felt devastatingly deep. I tilted my head back, swallowing a moan into my dry throat as our sweat mingled in a pleasure heat. I was still on his lap when the TV screen suddenly lit up. The voice from the speakers drowned out the sound of our breathing "...Big news! Frost Titans captain, Marco Marten, has reportedly proposed to the daughter of Hundreds Rising Entertainment's owner, Cassandra Sinclaire. The wedding of the century is about to take place—"

I watch as a visible chill creeps straight up Chika’s spine, his shoulders going completely rigid under his tunic. His intellect has just figured out that the massive, silent men who kidnapped our units aren't simple, low-tier loan sharks at all; their imposing physical statures and coordinated military movements look uncannily like the elite, high-tier vanguards belonging to a supreme mafia family. It is completely clear to his brain that a dangerous mastermind is tracking his bloodline. Yet why was my own flesh caught up in this messy extraction trap too? Was my broken body merely utilized as collateral damage to manipulate his final submission?

But he brought me deeper into the building. I wanted to ask where he was taking me. But my thoughts were all jumbled up. I wasn’t sure what to address first. My newfound courage to face head on all those who think I’m not fit to marry the Crimson Crest Alpha; my newfound hatred towards Zara; my newfound jealousy…or my newfound interest in the man clasping my hand tightly. We entered a room and the doctor was already waiting for us. ***** “For the tenth time,” Doctor Martin sighed, “she’s fine.”

She gasped, writhing and moaning. “I don’t like liars.” “I’m n-not…” She grinded against my hand, fucking my finger boldly, her hand covering mine, nails scratching my skin. Giancarlo had all but bragged to me that though she and his son were currently having ‘mild issues’, they were going to wed and merge the Marlow and Conti families, giving him the power he was hungry for. “You’ve learned quite a lot from Boston. From Orlov.” I sneered, my fingers hot from her juices.

Instantly, all eyes in the room turned toward the newcomer. I looked at the man who had just entered, then smiled at the fuming Derek. "Derek, you're not the only Hale son. I could never cancel the alliance between our families, but I can choose my mate. Derek Hale, I, Vivian Gray, reject you as my mate." Derek's pupils constricted as he felt our mate bond sever. "Vivian, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Maya was sure that her feelings would return in time, and the girl she loved would never betray her like Alicia had. Alicia... She clenched her teeth and pushed away the thought of her former lover. She was already dead, as she should be. Maya ran quickly, making better time today as the urge to see her love rushed through her blood. She was back in Elena's body when she finally approached the gate of Xavier's territory. She stopped, panting slightly as her energy was in a weakened state when she saw the gates open and several warriors in black and blue uniforms mixed with others dressed in brown and tan standing in formation with Xavier and another Alpha male in front of the gathering.

“You should know that we can never be together. If you were stupid enough to imagine it, kill the thought. You are a slave. My slave for that matter and it can never happen." Olivia knew what he was trying to say but she didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to let go so easily. With a deep breath, Xander said the words that caused her legs to almost give way. “I Alpha Xander Adams, reject you Olivia Stone as my mate." The tears she had been looking for suddenly came, gushing down her face like a river. Was she surprised? No. But she had thought maybe there was a chance. “I won't keep you here. You're freed from me, you can return to your pack today and never come back. Else, you will n