Marvel Rivals Baddies Novels & Stories

"You can go for now, Marcelli. But know that you have restarted the dangerous wars between both our families. I will not rest until I tear you to shreds and feed you to my dogs— who are your kin!" I shrugged and kept leading the terrified Scarlett out of the church. Despite being an Alpha and Mafia boss, I knew that I was not to take Marcelli's warnings lightly. He came from a family of Hunters and that was the main reason why there was enmity between both our families. His people hunted my kind. They knew just how to take down werewolves and they were very good at it. Despite knowing this, I did not feel threatened in the least bit. I was the terror that he was supposed to fear. I was the m

More importantly, how is your robotic Boss who looks exactly like the mystery god who took your V-card and just banged you last night? A faint smile touched my lips despite the stress, as I typed back. Me: Same as usual. The dictator is currently in a meeting. Honestly, I'm actually comfortable working beside him now because I have 100% proof that he doesn't know me. The confusion is gone. The three dots popped up immediately. Skylar: Yeah, yeah... I get that. But girl, don't you think that's incredibly weird? If they share the exact same face, what if they are related? Are you sure you aren't working for a secret twin?

Marvel argued in anger. “Mm-Marvel? Don’t you think it’s about time you move on from the crush you have on him besides it been years and I don’t see you two happening anytime soon. You’ve had a proclivity towards him for so long since our school days in the university, that was the reason why you made us bullied Aria Freeman all that time in the past.” Abigail verbalized with a cautious tone in fear of getting Marvel angry. Am angry Marvel is a scary Marvel.

The first day of the competition goes by smoothly and we’ve made it to the final top ten. Tomorrow this stupid quiz is over and I can finally go home to my bed. Putting on my headphones I sink into the chair, studying everyone in the room. Myles: senior, playboy, annoying and he touched my hair so he must die. He's the iron-man of the group and I'm referring to him out of his suit. Nicole a.k.a. Nic: is our resident bad girl and rainbow rider. Quiet and respectfully minds her business except when peed off. In other words, she's the Pepper to our Iron Man without the love. Kevin, Tom and Julian: all three seem to be the muscle where their mates are the brain. However, they're incredibly good

"What's the matter, can't you guys handle losing?" "We've only just begun, who wins and who loses is still uncertain!" Jackson stood nearby, retorting displeased. Kirin sneered. "Give it up. You guys... can't defeat Black Widow..." Natalie's skills were beyond what these ordinary people could contend with. That "Red Rose"... could only embrace the agony of defeat! Back on the stage again. Leading the pack is a seasoned competitor known as "Falcon," and following closely is a heavyweight motorcyclist named "Sweetie."

Raven insisted. I pried Jenner's grip off and stood up. I went to Raven and pried the fork out of her hand. "Give that to me, Ms stabby. You are still healing from those nasty bites" I chastised her. It was easy talking to her…it was like we were old friends. Raven blinked "Why am I the one in trouble? They re the one's looking at you like they want to pounce" I looked at all of them. They were beginning to assemble like the avengers of marvel except they are not the good guys and again, what the hell did I do?!

“Not even a single bit.” “I don’t need a man, I’m fine.” I muttered straight up but even if I’m to pick I’ll rather go with you than that annoying, freaking very annoying alpha. I rolled my eyes, spilling everything out while he only laughed calmly. “That’s good to know.” He smiled softly, his blue eyes deepening with more color. Xavier was very good looking, it was hardly ever a fact that any werewolf wasn’t good looking. Their build up and hard muscles only made more sense that they all had good looking faces.

he asked. "You know that better than me," I replied, irritation seeping into my voice. "You know what kind of people are involved in these illegal things. It's either an old rich fatty, who looks like they're more interested in having intercourse with a young, beautiful girl than in winning money in street fighting, or it's mafia people. And I don't want to get involved with any of them. It would only increase my problems rather than solve them," I said, shaking my head in disdain.

Her ally, the Golden-Backed Scorpion, flanked her, both of them taking on the enemy together. The duo, a master and a mystical innate parasite, worked in perfect harmony, their combined might a force to be reckoned with. However, they were up against a renowned warlock, a force greater than the fabled Lord of War. They just could not crack his defenses. "Hey, why not side with me, Maria's crew? Don't mind the gray hair, I've got more tricks up my sleeve than that young buck," Giovanni quipped mid-battle, clearly not at his limit.

Kraven had betrayed the heir of the Silver fang pack, Ashriels brother, leaving the tile of alpha to fall into Ashriels lap. Filled with rage, Ashriel had planned to kill Kraven and avenge his brother. But Kraven died from a terminal disease before that time could come. His father had apparently died of the terminal disease too, making Therion the next in line. But ashriel was still angry, still is, and he had not gotten his revenge. So, in favor of all who cared. A peace treaty was to be signed between the two packs to willingly hand over Therion to serve as his personal hostage, slave and prisoner