Marvel Madman Novels & Stories

A graph appears on the laptop screen; the words Oslo Industry Enterprise Holding are at the top of the chart. “Oslo??!” I asked curiously, as usual. “I don’t like long-winded names,” Sean replied. “Are you like Tony Stark??” I looked at Sean with a questioning look; he seemed frowning. “Tony Stark? Who is he?” I roll my eyes; everyone knows Tony Stark. “He is one of the superhero characters of Iron Man; he is rich, handsome, generous, but arrogant, just like you,” I explained, giving him a small smile. Sean seemed to think and laughed.

Mindy "Ms. Williams, have you heard my question?" Maron Korolev asks, interrupting my train of thought. His expression is stern. I swallow hard and turn my attention back to him. "Of course, Mr. Korolev." Maron Korolev is a cold, strategic perfectionist. That's basically a fancy way to say he's a jerk and a total control freak. He's also stinking rich and drop-dead sexy. He has a sharp jawline covered in stubble -my weakness-, perfectly slicked dark hair with the perfect amount of silver in it, and piercing blue eyes that seem to see straight through me.

How could they be so shameless? I stole a look at Zayne to see if I could understand what the fuss and envy was all about. Sure, he was Zayne Romano, owner of Zayne Pharmaceuticals, the biggest company in New York and also a multi billionaire. That was pretty impressive. But I bet they didn't know he was in the Mafia. And a Mafia Don at that. How many of them would still look at him like that once they found out? What else was so interesting about him? I stole another look at him. He had an air of mysteriousness and a dark, dangerous vibe.

On the other end of the line, a voice laced with anger seethed, "You made a grave mistake, Mr. Stark. I've seen the evidence, and I know what you've been up to with Maria. You're not going to get away with this." "What are you talking about?" Mr. Stark asked, feigning innocence, though his heart raced with apprehension. "You know damn well what I'm talking about. I have proof of your involvement with Maria, and I'm not afraid to expose it. You better drop this idea of selling ADs to Jada, or your dirty secrets will be all over the news." Coughing silently, Mr. Stark's composure wavered for a moment, but he quickly regained his cool demeanor, saying, "You're bluffing. You have nothing."

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

“It was my dad, wasn’t it? Dad was the one who got the Mad Wolf disease. That’s what that thing inside his brain was all about. The one that felt like it was holding something inside. He wasn’t cured but you somehow managed to localize the disease and put it inside some sort of container made out of magic to make sure that it won't spread out and affect his mind.” “You’re not that daft after all,” commented my mother, confirming my theory. “There’s no real fix for a mythical disease such as Mad Wolf. Even if there is, the Night Walkers are probably the only ones who know about it.” “Wait.” Eros jumped in, looking at me and then at my mother with a few lines crowding his forehead. “How did Ro

They should be in guidance counseling right now for assaulting me inside the restroom! The woman who talked showed pup behind Marvel. She had blonde hair, and pink lipstick, his skin was pearl white. Marvel growled at her. “She’s a threat. I can scent it. Glitter, she’s a threat!” Why does he sound so crazy about me? He looked like a dog with rabies who would attack a person. While Glitter was a calmer version of him. Hence, they both feel like I was facing Akisha. Beta’s children, I supposed.

The tall man pursed his lips and asked his partner, Maybe he didn't know English. "Miss Wisdom" "Leave the girl" The black man standing next to him shook his head and said that he was now staring at the Xavier who had got up. "Half Det Sam" "Take him too." The tall black man gritted his teeth. And as soon as he said that, the black farms were now moving towards Xavier. Xavier did not resist in any way. They were now grabbing him with both arms and dragging him away. A man was carrying the girl and was dragging Xavier right behind her. Xavier 's eyes were on the rifle hanging from his shoulders. The rifle had silencers mounted on its mouth, which did not allow the sound of fire to be heard.

Spine-chilling laughter escaped my lips, and it silenced the b*stards for a moment. Jasmine snarled in disgust, "What's so funny? Have you gone mad?" I didn't answer her. Instead, I spat out blood and dug into the deepest layer of my tactical backpack. The original Jason spent all his savings getting this high-frequency military-grade concussion grenade from the black market. He was going to use it on the Zombie King and take it down with him. Now, I was going to use this on these jerks.

I gasped at the sight of him. My Lycan then said the words I never thought I would hear from her lips ever again. "Mate." my shock and surprise was almost paralyzing. The man was tall and strong. He had the air and aura of a powerful leader. His eyes were a brilliant blue and light florescent purple. It twinkled slightly at the sight of me, but other than that there was nothing to indicate that the man knew who I am to him. The leader of the rogue, the man people refer to as Madmax, is my mate?