Marvel God Novels & Stories

Kian said emphasizing the word we. "Different how?" his mate, asked confused. "Ijus said that, I'm immortal." Kaleb's mind went blank. "Of course, he's a demigod. He's as good as the deities." he thought. He felt sad realizing something. "That means, we can't be to- "We can." Kaleb looked at him. "We are one, remember?" Then it hit him. "FUCK!" He suddenly stands up and starts pacing back and forth. It's making Kian worried.

Well he might not be a real God, but with that Greek god body. Jeez... Shut it pervert. I scold my running thoughts. "Should I have made two?" Xavier place his index finger on his lip, he furrow his eyebrows, thinking deeply. A serious look on his face. "Should I maybe call him again?" "No." I let out a loud giggle, my stomach hurting from laughing too much. "You find it funny?" His strong, muscular arms tightens around me and his presence behind me sends me coughing. I don't think I will ever get used to this.

There is a dangerous smirk on his face that only Bronx could manifest, inviting and deadly at the same time. He's intimidating, even as a photograph on paper. He is the modern day personification of the guardians' grandfather, Perses, Titan God of War. Unlike the other guardians, whose human spirits were simply a gift from the Goddess Hecate to our mother, she blessed Bronx's spirit to be strong enough to protect the Mavri Magea.

This is the most ridiculous question he ever heard about him as a God of war. “What? Why do I want to do that? I’m a god of war, not an idiot god who has a screw loose in the head like those evil gods such as the god of slaughter, the god of the massacre. Hell, even they didn’t have a self-destructive tendency to destroy themselves and their followers by putting themselves in conflict with a strong god who they fully knew could kill them with one slap. Do I look like a masochist to you?” Mars asks back with a face that has the word “What the hell are you talking about?” over all of his faces.

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

As they say, the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes. These are the thoughts I’m having that fill me with gratitude for the life I have, as my hot, sexy mate picks me up and sets me on the edge of his desk. There are many things about Cayden for which I’m grateful to the Moon Goddess and his prowess at making me see stars is high on that list. After the tension of knowing that there had been vampires at our border and a human had been found dead, my nerves were in desperate need of my mate’s bedroom (or in this case, desk) skills. So, I turn my thoughts from gratitude for my pack to instead gratitude for my mate and his magical tongue as he slides my jeans down my legs, kneels in front of me

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.

This is not the first time Marvel has said that to Farel; Marvel has said that before, but Farel has refused. Farel shook his head. It seems Marvel has failed to convince Farel yet again. "I stand by my stance, Mr. Marvel. I will find a life partner for me after I make sure your life is fine. As my late father used to tell Mr. Ryan," Farel said.

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

Tristan Mercer is the commander—otherwise known as the Alpha—of Drovenia's premier special forces unit, codenamed the Fenrir unit. After retiring from the army, he goes undercover into civilian life to repay the debt he owes Claire Grayson for saving his life. He hides his past and marries into the Grayson family as a live-in son-in-law, becoming Claire's househusband. For five long years, even though Claire is sharp-tongued and cruel, Tristan swallows his pride and cooks and cleans without complaint. He tells himself he's doing this to repay Claire. Then their daughter, Ruby Grayson, suffers a sudden heart attack. While the doctors try and fail to save her, Claire is off taking care of h