Marvel Novels & Stories

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

Marvin inhales on getting to the exit of the building where the werecouncil was meeting. It was the headquarters of Havillah Industries, a company that was always controlled by the Alpha Supreme of the US since several generations. His wolf has been weirdly calm ever since they laid eyes on their new mate, Gabriella probably just as shocked as Marvin was about their new mate. She was extremely beautiful even with how stoic she acted and managed to stir his loins which he wasn't sure if it was an effect of the mate bond or if he truly found her attractive.

“Where?” “I don’t exactly remember the name, but it is situated a few miles away from here, and Spraggins Corporation runs it. I heard it is the best orphan in the city. It provides every facility for children. They have large bedrooms, toys, swimming pools, clothes, and food. And they even educate the kids.” He glanced at the building before meeting my eyes. “I’m happy for them. They got rid of this hellhole. They were freed from those evil souls.” My brows snapped together in confusion. “What are you talking about, Ronan?”

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

Marvel cried out and whined like a baby in front of his subjects as he could not hide it anymore but felt a hand on his shoulder which was Sharon's and as he looked up at her and down to Alpha Liam who managed to force a smile at him. " Hey son, don't b scared. You have Sharon with you, and I will always be there to guide you…you…are…now…a grown man…you can always do it…don't tell yourself that you can't…I and your mom love you…always and every time…remember…even in death." Alpha Liam replied as he smiled and gave up the ghost. "No! Ah…ah…ah…Father!" Marvel cried out as he looked up into the sky, Sharon embraced him instantly to

“Marvel or DC?” I look to my left. A kid around my age, chubby, glasses, short hair. “What?” I responded. He points at my Spider-man comic. “I think DC has better characters and tells better stories.” He says. I stay quiet and just stare at him. “You don’t talk much do you?” I take a moment to say something. “I’m more of a Marvel fan. Mostly because of Spider-man. He’s cool.” I say. “He is cool. Okay next question. Who would win in a race, Flash or Quicksilver?”

“And who’s their fearless leader?” “The face of the Sons is Jimmy McIntyre. He’s mid-twenties, never been arrested, keeps his nose clean but makes himself heard. The weird part is, Jimmy’s house, his car, their club location … it’s all owned by a corporation. The name behind the corporation is Steve Schofield.” Jake’s spine stiffened. “Are you sure?” “Yeah, Prez. It took a hell of a lot of digging to find that.” “Fuck me,” Jake said. He rubbed both hands over his face. “Dig deeper. You’re going to find ties to the flesh market.”

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

She clicked on the profile a power bike was displayed as the profile picture. "Why did you click on that?" Kiara asked surprised, "There's no profile picture." "Instincts," Shelly replied with a shrug. The profile opened displaying Adam in various pictures on his power bike, his doctor uniform though those ones were few. "Adam is a badass guy with a power bank? Color me shocked!" Kiara exclaimed not hiding the surprise evident on her face. "I'm not in the least surprised," Shelly said with a smile, "I kinda knew he had it in him."

Ravan: Greek god like body and sharp facial features , anybody would mistake him for being a super model however he is a killing machine, he is ruthless, brutal, cold and heartless who shows no mercy on his prey, he makes them suffer before killing them in deadliest way possible, Ravan Works for the only mafia in India Shabbir Shaikh, who solely owns whole underworld of India, Ravan runs every illegal bushiness of shabbir from extortion, Drugs smuggling, human trafficking , international smuggling to even KILLING , Every gangster wets their pants just hearing Ravan’s name, Every politician is under his command, police fears to even lodge an complaints against him, Media avoid every news rel