Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

No way! Like the heavens heard my prayers. Zara walked into my office. Zara. My head screamed her name continuously till she was at my desk. She sets down two folders on the desk along with files pinned together. My eyes followed her hands as she arranged them separately. Ask her! She checked every box you need in a date partner! My subconscious mind yelled I shifted on my seat. I can't. She is my rival's daughter, dude. I snapped out of my head bantering. “Sit” I offered, gesturing to the seat closest to her.

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?

Mila politely shooed him off. "Right, pardon me." He chuckled inoffensively and walked away. She did not care taking a second glance at him…whoever he was. She needed minimum distraction right now. ________&&_______&&_________ Heyyyyyyyy everyone, We have finally hit 100 chapters. Thanks to all of you reading. Your support means a lot to me…and Mila, lol. Please, don't forget to vote for My Rival's Desire as your favourite book so that others can read the story too.

Done with this childish rivalry, my wolf growled the truth I didn’t want to face. Rivalries don’t fade when you’re forced into the same territory. They ignite. I knew for a fact that this was going to be a wild ride.

“I thought it was for everyone—” “You don’t think. You just prance around pretending to be something you're not,” she hissed. “I begged the manager to let me organize this. And you? You ruin everything.” Rachel tried to explain, her hands raised—but Linda wasn’t listening. In a sudden, savage movement, Linda snatched Rachel’s cup and flung the hot contents on her chest. Rachel gasped, the searing pain immediate. Her blouse soaked, skin scalding, she staggered back and fell to the floor. Tears burst from her eyes as she bit her lip, trying not to scream.

I had spent five years convincing myself that no one could ever make me feel this way. Even Alice, if I must admit. Yet standing in the shadows of this room, with Cassandra writhing against my hips and her mouth searching wildly for mine in the dark, Alice didn't exist. The Council didn't exist. The looming shadow of Viktor Varkas and the entire wolf world had burned to ash. All that existed in the universe was the maddening friction of our skin and a primal hunger that cared nothing for who we were or the boundaries that we'd set. We were two starving wolves drowning in the same dark tide, tearing at each other ruthlessly like feral animals.

I can’t help it, his responses are just too cold and frustrating. Luca looks at me like I am insane. This is why I end up shooting these idiots. The mafia has somehow made them robotic with very little compassion and absolutely no communication skills. “You are a Davi,” he says and I finally get why he is giving me the cold shoulder. The irony about our rivalry is that our men end up so deeply involved in the war they know nothing about that they end up fighting each other. They sometimes clash even more than us, the people who should be fighting.

The particular kind of rivalry that forms between two people who are too evenly matched to ever fully resolve anything. I watched them read each other across the ring. Ronan was still in the way that meant he was already three moves ahead. Cassian rolled his neck once and settled his weight and his expression went to the same focused quiet I had seen from him in the old training ground the evening he told me something that had been living in him for two years.

Probably in discomfort from the demeaning position. He must have noticed that he was being watched and knelt straighter allowing his arms to fall back to the side He was obviously in discomfort. Soon Ashriel thought. he’d release him in ten minutes. The young alpha returned back three hours later. Yes, a tad bit longer than he had intended to but he had to get his thoughts in order first like he was going to do about his prisoner The Blackclaw alpha had two sons, Kraven and Therion. Both sturdy males who had obviously inherited their father's muscular nature. Kraven had betrayed the heir of the Silver fang pack, Ashriels brother, leaving the tile of alpha to fall into Ashriels lap.

Theo stood behind Jasmine, arms wrapped around her waist, chin resting on her shoulder. “I’m not watching another superhero movie,” Jasmine declared, wrinkling her nose. “They all just punch things and forget to call their girlfriends back.” Theo chuckled. “Wow. Called out every Marvel guy in one sentence.” Nick nudged him and whispered, "They’re really into each other, huh? It’s giving married couple vibes." Daniel smirked but nodded. "Yeah, it’s weird at first, but I’m getting used to it. Kinda proud of them, actually."