Marvel Nicknames Novelas e Histórias

"Batman wouldn't be Batman without The Joker and Superman wouldn't be Superman without Lex Luthor." All fours guys were staring at me as if I'd grown a second head but I continued talking nonetheless. "The bad guys are what makes superheroes, superheroes, so no, I'm not choosing either one. I'm sticking with Thanos and The Joker, though Thanos isn't a villain if you really think about it." "You wound me Alexis," Nick said placing a hand on his chest and feigning hurt, "I don't know who you are." "And you never will." Everyone agreed with him but I just shrugged and continued eating.

I manage to say, my mouth void of saliva. "Oh, am I?" He chuckles humorlessly. "I'll do whatever it takes to get to Xavier Danvers if it means killing everyone and everything he loves along the way, and that includes you, sweetcake." I cringe at his awful nickname, one I've grown to despise. He always had a bad taste when it came to nicknames. How could a secret lover of furry animals and Titanic be so unsympathetic and psychotic? "You won't get the chance to TS."

She said, “He is Doctor Andrews's nephew but unlike him, he is very strict. All the girls are crazy about him but he doesn’t even spare them a second glance. That is why we call him Doctor Strange, you know because he is strange.” I burst out laughing when she explained. I was about to ask further when a screeching veil thundered in the hallway, “Help! Someone please help us.”

I've come to terms with this being a dream of some sorts, so I'm just going to enjoy it. I watch as the wolves turn into humans and gasp, their all over the top gorgeous in human form too. I snicker inwardly, only my mind would I think that a wolf could become a human and be extordinarily gorgeous. I look at Braddock and demand he shift, yup I'm over confident in my new crazy state of mind. He complies and he's even more gorgeous as a wolf, he's huge, his fur is soft and midnight black, his peircing blue eyes have a gold circle around them and it's stunning. He bows his head to me so I can feel his fur, I feel a twinge of pain in my stomach, no please not yet, I don't want to leave my d

Megan says, grinning at me. “Deep waters, then,” Zach says. “Nah, he’s not in any danger. Not with us around anyway. And it’s not like Hellfire is going to let anyone hurt her little bro,” Megan says. “You’re killing my vibe, Megan,” Zach growls at her. “You’re losing your touch, Nickname,” she growls back. “Nickname?” I ask, making Zach growl and both Megan and Chase laugh. “Zach likes to make up nicknames for others, so one of our group of friends nicknamed him Nickname. It stuck,” Chase says, punching Zach in the arm and laughing.

“Tony, there is no way I am going to let you follow me around!” “Yes, you are. Its alpha’s orders and you should feel lucky he put out the future alpha at your disposal,” Tony told her. He gave her his charming smile that did nothing to sway her opinion. “Oh, I am going to dispose of you alright! Just not like you both planned,” she snapped. Tony laughed, then grinned at her again. “Be nice Lilliput or I promise I can make this really un-fun for you,” he teased. The nickname he gave her when he had read Gulliver’s Travels in school. She, of course, hated it.

I said sending him a sad smile. "Who took you to get trained by them?" Dad asked. "Jake and Mary." I said making his facial expression drop and was replaced with a cold expression. "What is the nickname you go by?" Alessandro asked coldly. "Dark Angel." I said making some of them shocked, and some of them were even amused. "You are Dark Angel." Luca asked amused. "Yes, I'm Dark Angel." I said smirking. "Who would have thought?" Nico said making me chuckle.

said Marvel in a monologue. Keysha is very impressed with Marvel, a man who is full of understanding and responsibility. Keysha remembers very well how last night Marvel said he didn't want to force Keysha because he saw her scared face. Even though Keysha knew that at that time Marvel really wanted it, he put it aside for his ego. "I'm lucky to have you, Vel," Keysha thought.

I giggle, “I don’t mind it. I’m not big on silence, to be honest.” “That’s good, because in like two months, it’s going to be hella loud in your life,” Sin grins, his eyes dipping to my stomach. “Name?” “Not yet. We haven’t had a chance to discuss it.” “He’ll be the next Alpha, so you have to make it something cool. Hmmm,” he purses his lips, darting out the tip of his blue tongue at the corner. “Ivan… No. Lucien is kind of badass. Vincent or Viktor give off Russian mob vibes. You should totally go with a mafia name,” he shakes his head. “Run it by me when you come up with something. I’ll tell you if it sounds lame.”

And not because of some stupid lie I told to protect myself a few months ago. But because that name wasn’t just a name. It was a whole chapter of my life I thought I’d burned. Nick. His full name was Nicholas Aiden Rivera, but I never called him that. To me, he was always just Nick. No fancy labels. No dramatics. Just Nick. The boy who once sat beside me in first grade with his oversized Spiderman backpack and untied shoelaces. The one who offered me his last red crayon because I said it was my “war color.”