Marvel Fanfictions Novels & Stories

“Well, you got both. Honestly, you looked gorgeous last night. And Alaric? Whew. You two were giving power couple vibes.” “Power couple?” I repeated weakly. “Yes!” Denise said, already scrolling through more posts. “Every camera caught the way his eyes followed you. Even when people were talking to him, he was watching you. The internet is eating it up.” Malik clasped his hands together in mock adoration. “A cold billionaire who melts for his wife? Honey, they’re writing fanfiction already.” I groaned loudly, tossing a pillow at the phone. “Make it stop. Please, just… stop. I can’t deal with people swooning over Mr. Iceberg. You don’t know him like I do. He’s—”

“Girl, legendary musicians have reacted to his covers saying he outdid them! And you’re calling him okay?” “Okay… I guess he is a great singer.” I muttered, trying to sound casual, though my heart was screaming. She flopped onto the bed, kicking her legs like a teenager in love. “I’m so crazy about him. But ugh, I hate how fast our fanbase is growing. More crazy fangirls to compete with.” I forced a weak laugh. “That’s why,” she continued dramatically, “I got obsessed with Mystery BL fanfics.” My brows furrowed.

If he was here now, it meant I officially had a stepbrother living under the same roof. I walked straight to the lobby next to my room and dropped the box. I pulled out my phone to check the notifications that were already vibrating against my thigh. I knew exactly who they were from. "Congratulations, my mom just told me your new family moved in today," Elena’s text read. "Have you met his son? I heard he is so hot. Please, if you do, send a pic or just hook us up," Divine responded a second later. I shook my head, staring at the screen in disbelief. I couldn't believe these girls were already obsessing over 'hot guys' while I was stuck here dealing with this horrible family situation. It w

They seemed meant to be, and I knew they would make a great team as alpha and luna. Some part of me also wanted Darian and Rosa to grow up together as cousins born on the same day, but I guess some things are beyond my control, and I shouldn’t deny Scott such an important position. I took a deep breath and walked over to Marvela and hugged her tightly. "Take care of yourself and Scott," I whispered. "And don't forget to come visit me sometimes." Marvela replied as she smiled and hugged me back, and I could see the tears welling up in her eyes.

Charles tried to set his wife back in reality and he knew whenever something negative confronted her, she would try to escape through fantasy. “I know this is happening, but it feels like something out of a Marvel Universe movie. This feels like Endgame. I’m expecting Thanos to come down from the sky.” President Chang mentioned her favorite Marvel Universe superhero movie, and she kept talking even though she could see a slightly annoyed expression arising on her husband’s face. “This feels like a sci-fi fantasy movie or some kind of comic book. I mean, I never thought in my wildest dreams that the world would undergo an alien invasion.” “Well, they might not be aliens. But we’re not sure.”

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.

"Intimacy? Hell no we are just friends and nothing more, we didn't hug not even for once. Just that I'm a little excited to meet with her, she left without a note or anything but I knew nothing bad happened to her, she was just that type of lady. At some point I felt she was my mate, I really did like her back then" marvel explained with his eyes stuck in kw but his mind miles away. "And now?" I ask him. Wanting to know if he still had that type of affection for her. "I'm sorry but that has nothing to do with me, it was just a thing, the thing of a moment and it's all gone into dust along with her…I just think it would be nice to meet with her once more" Marcel confessed.

Neither the chilled watermelon nor the cold air conditioning could cool the heat in my body. Damn it. I suddenly hated my photographic memory. Those two pages I saw in Kane’s room kept replaying in my head. It was a fanfiction. The female lead was me. The male lead was Wane. It was normal for fans to ship me and Wane. But who told me CP fans these days were so bold? The fanfiction’s plot was this: Because I complained about a werewolf couple fooling around in public, they cursed me—I would have to spend eighteen rounds in bed with my Fate Mate to maintain my human form. Otherwise, I would turn into a pig.

The video on the screen has looped back to my own face mid-chorus, mouth shaping the word *devil* over a photo of Rafael’s smile. Dante taps the space bar. The room goes silent. “So,” I say. “You’ve seen my fanfiction.” His jaw tightens. “That is not your fanfiction,” he says. “It’s a revisionist history starring a man who didn’t pay your freedom price.” “Our marriage certificate doesn’t make you a better man than him,” I shoot back. “Just a richer one.” “Maybe,” he says. “But it does make me the one who has to manage the fallout when the world decides you belong to someone else.”

Because he knew he had started a big war. Because of the way Sinister promised and Xavier behaved crazily. Neither of them going to give up without a huge loss. Lava burning in me will cool down only after having you in my arms. _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Do follow me here and on I*******m marwians I purple You.