Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mirabel’s juices ran down his chin as she chased her pleasure, moaning loudly. They rotated every few minutes like a well-oiled machine of torment. Mitchelle replaced Mirabel on his face, her tighter pussy grinding harder, more demanding. Vanessa kept ownership of his cock for now, edging him brutally ,bringing him right to the edge then squeezing the base until the orgasm retreated. “You want to cum, don’t you?” Vanessa taunted, licking the precum from his slit. “But you only cum for your real owners… or do you want me instead?” Michael moaned desperately into Mitchelle’s cunt, his body shaking. The rivalry was making them all crueler. Mirabel took her turn on his cock, riding him reverse c

he asks as he gulps and I smile, but it is anything but friendly. “We are now rivals, Alpha Malachi. She will be mine, long before she will ever be yours again. And you know it, give up Alpha Malachi. This is one challenge you won’t win.” I say as I give him one last look and turn to make my way back to the packhouse. I feel his hand on my forearm and I stop. I turn to face him again. “Where we all supposed to be mates?” he says and I neither confirm nor deny what he is saying.

Continued… There stood his Angel, wither her sister Malika. He shot a “what a fuck, are you kidding” look to Arnav In return, Arnav gave him his famous smirk. Both didn’t notice that two pairs of eyes were watching them, with slight confused and shocked face, they couldn’t believe their eyes, why not the world knows they both are rivals, they both couldn’t stand each other but here it was totally different. Both of them cleared their throat to gain their attention who were so busy in conveying through eyes.

“But he’s more evil, and far more dangerous. They’ve been butting heads since they were teenagers." That was something I never knew. Somehow, I always thought the rivalry between Adrian and Marco had started when they were adults. But it seemed there was more bad blood than I initially thought. And already, I was thinking of how to use that to my advantage. Regina laughed again, throwing her head back like the entire store belonged to her. I watched her with quiet curiosity, and a creeping sense of dread as she walked past Ariana and me. She didn’t even turn once, which I was thankful for because I didn’t know what I would say to her if she spoke to me. How was I supposed to react to the gir

That grabbed her attention and she looked at him Confused, thinking why would he hate her. Xavion looked at her sadly. "Now will you listen to me?..." Eira frowned and gave him a stiff nod, internally praying that everything becomes alright like before. She didn't wanted to seperate from him. "Okay..." "Marcel and my father were rivals from the beginning. I wasn't Alpha at that time. Patricia were favourite daughter of Marcel, he was a proud father because she was smart, Beauty with brains. Patricia and I crossed each other's path in the forest few times. That turned into friendship and friendship slowly turned into love. We both knew that our families won't accept our relationship because w

"Buy yourself a new dress and look pretty. Just do this for me or I'll be in jail, and you'd be on the streets. It's your choice." I turned around and walked out of his study. I walked through the hallway of the penthouse that we were about to lose. I went into my room and locked the door. I sat on the edge of my bed. My hands were shaking now. Silas Thorne. The rival. The man who hated the Vane family almost as much as he hated to lose. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a trophy. He wanted to humiliate my father by owning his daughter.

he muttered shaking off his head. “Yeah, I see it.” I crossed my arms, watching Ethan’s jaw tighten as Ryan disappeared into his garage. “He is so obsessed.” Marco chuckled under his breath. “Obsession, attraction, love or whatever you want to call it. He's all in deeply.” “Do you think Ryan knows?” I asked. Marco gave me a look like I had asked the dumbest question alive and I know I have. “Ryan? He’s too stubborn, he'll definitely twist it into rivalry until the day he dies. That’s what makes it so funny.”

Control. Then he lunged. Fast, faster than my expectation. I blocked, twisted, and drove an elbow toward his ribs. He ducked under, sweeping a leg at mine. I countered, claws pushing at the edges of my fingertips; not a full shift, just enough for power. The air hummed with energy. “Not bad,” I muttered, pushing him back. He grinned. “Nice trick but you’ll need more than compliments to win.” We clashed again, blows and counters echoing through the arena. Each strike carried more heat than it should have: anger, rivalry, something I couldn’t name. The faint glow in his eyes told me his wolf was close to the surface, too.

Adam admitted reluctantly, walking to the minibar and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Ryan whistled low, shaking his head. “Complicated? That’s new. You’re usually the one keeping things simple. So, what’s the plan? Are you gonna pursue her or….?” “There’s no plan,” Adam cut him off, his voice firm. “She’s Mateo’s sister and Emilio’s granddaughter. We have a business rivalry that goes back decades.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t seem to stop you from looking at her like she’s the only woman in the room.”

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th