Marvel Fanfic Novels & Stories

Beta’s children, I supposed. “But she’s nobody. She’s just a half-blood. She can’t do anything for us. Don’t waste your time and your time, Marvel.” Glitter gleamed a smile on her face and raised a gaze at me. “Go. Leave us before my friend kills you.” I didn’t talk and kept silent. I bypassed Marvel and Glitter, their perfume killed the oxygen inside my lungs. Before I leave I heard them talking. “She won’t go that far. Don’t put yourself in danger next time,” Glitter told Marvel.

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.

Marvel yelled frustratingly, his eyes tearing up. After a moment of silence, Venessa let out a laugh. "Are you kidding me? Hey, since when did you have such a thought?" Venessa asked, taking Marvel by surprise. "What?" he frowned. "You're way too off my standard. Taking you to my parents will be like an insult. I only let you to be with me because of the pleasure I earned," Venessa said in a stern voice. Marvel felt his heart breaking into pieces. "I am trying to reach your standard and make myself presentable to your parents. If this is a prank, stop. Did all our moments mean nothing?" he asked.

Marvel isn't growing up in a cult. Valentine lets go of my hand, then starts to strip. All thoughts of keeping my head on straight for Marvel's sake go flying out the window. Damn. Is it weird that I want to lick his chest? Just a good swipe of my flattened tongue across his firm, beautifully muscled pec.

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 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.

***************** The devil has roared and the destiny has befallen. I could shed tears but could not hide away from the inevitable fate. ***************** -Selene “Hello” The monster on another side of the call responded. The call was picked and a flat, stentorian sound followed. He sounded ruthless and rude. Freaky and scary. “K.T there is a problem. There are two young girls in the Marvel family. The one we researched about is a cancer patient and could die anytime. The second girl is not a suitable match. She is not…..” Before he could finish speaking his boss yelled aloud.

Blush Keysha's cheeks blushed getting sweet words from Marvel, they have been close for the last 2 months, they are in the same faculty at the campus where they first met. Marvel held Keysha's hand and stared intently at the face of the woman who, during their first meeting, made Marvel's heart go wild. "Key maybe for you; this is too fast, but sorry, I can't hold this feeling any longer," Marvel said seriously, and then continued his words, "Keys, I love and love you; do you want to be my girlfriend?" Keysha was surprised by Marvel's words, "Marvel shot me? Seriously? This isn't a dream right?" Keysha thought. Keysha tried to blink her eyes to make sure that this was not a dream, "Key?

My grip on his hair tightens. “Alright! Alright!” he winces in pain. “Tell me!” I yell again. “Marcellus…” he begins, his voice strained. “He’s aiming to take control of all the major territories. And you… you’re in his way.” My expression hardens, though the answer is exactly what I expected. “So he thinks he can take me down, does he?” my voice is cold. “He sent you to steal those documents, to cripple me before making his move.”

“Visitor’s room is down the other hall, Hartwell.” The use of my last name, my father’s name, in that tone, felt like a deliberate provocation. Marvel’s jaw tightened. Buzzcut chuckled. “She was just telling us how she doesn’t support any team, Cap. Neutral party.” I saw the misunderstanding solidify in Marvel’s eyes. He thought I’d been chatting with them. With Ray Collins. “I was waiting for you,” I said to Marvel, emphasizing the last word. But the damage was done. The pride of a losing player, the presence of a rival who seemed to dominate every space he entered, and the girlfriend caught in the middle of it all created a perfect, toxic cocktail.