Marvel James Rogers Novels & Stories

"Who is he? This English spy?" "A man named Hugo Waverly. I wanted to kill him, but your brother assured me that he would take care of him. I trust him. Your brother and his friends have a deeper reason for needing to handle that man, and I am glad to give them that responsibility. I want no more blood on my hands."

She read the plaque that revealed it was a kukri, gifted from the Nepalese to a Sgt Maddox. Sgt Maddox? She frowned at the name. It was a common name, right? She glanced over at the picture on the wall, a group of brawny uniformed men stared back at her, their faces beaming with pride. She traced her finger over the names at the bottom of the picture, finding the same name. Only this time, it was slightly different, the label read Sgt Zachary Maddox. She followed the position of names, matching it up to Archer’s face. Cara ran to the next picture she found down the hallway, a single photo of him stood to attention in his uniform, the badge on his chest read ‘Maddox’.

“Hmm, don’t you think I’m trying right now?” Ivan took a deep breath, “I know you did. I just worry enough and want to cheer you up. But seeing you all excited with our plan eating shabu has calm me down that at least there is one thing you can look up to after we finished our task here” I don’t know why Ivan sounds serious, of course, one thing I really look up after this program ends is to gather with my boyfriend or come back to my comfort bedroom where I have my own personal water heater. Well, I have to boil the water for bathing here, so tired right.

I watched as James dug through the drawers and picked out a pair of his favorite superhero socks. “Really? Ant-Man and the Hulk?” I asked him quizzically. “Well yeah Dad. They are both very smart and have their doctorates like you Daddy.” He said, and was oddly impressed that he chose two characters that were mostly known for their smarts, rather than their strength. While they were both very strong and capable, they also had prioritized their education.

Look there, huh? - Of course I understand, Heitor", I pointed to the TV, "That one there, in the red and blue clothes is Steve Rogers, Captain America. The one that turns green is the Hulk and the woman ah, she is the Black Widow, there is also the Iron Man Tony Stark ... Even though I was 28 years old I was a superhero fan. I loved the whole universe of super powers, fighting evil and all that stuff. I want a power to end Miguel's race...good idea

John Legend all of me blast the speakers while we dance. " you are the most stunning thing I have ever seen "he comments looking me straight in the eyes I mean I am single " Thank you , you look good as well" I am Jacob " I am Amanda " Nice to meet you I definitely want your number seeing you in this dress has had me thinking not so nice things " I smile as I am about to reply Mr Parker slides in "May I have this dance " Ben E king stand by me soothes the crowd as Mr Parker takes my hand he pulls me so close I can smell his cologne he always smelled good.

he said gratefully. “It’s the least we can do. We owe it to the humans,” I replied modestly. ”Oh, so modest,” he chuckled in response, but his words quickly faded into the background as my mind drifted elsewhere. Rogers was quiet the talkative but as he spoke I could see the admiration glowing in his eyes. I could see how much he admired me, not just him, but every human. They looked at us like we were heroes destined to protect them, but where we?

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

I stated humorlessly as I threw my leg across my knee and folded my arms the best that I could, showing him that he didn't really scare me all that much. "You know, sixty-five of those men had mates and thirty of them had pups. I find it hard to believe that you don't care about that." Jayson smiled. Damn. Give the man a medal. He actually managed to smile, though it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "I'm a rogue. I will kill without thought. I don't have the time to care and I certainly don't have the time to pretend I actually have a heart." I shrugged carelessly. "What I would like to know is how the hell you managed to overpower some of the best trained fighters, without any hel