Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I couldn't say anything, I just watched him leave. It was worst than I thought, he didn't have a woman in his life but he has one in his heart, a dead woman, so my rival is a ghost, it was easier to fight with a physical rival than with a ghost that I couldn't even see, I buried my face in my palm and allowed the tears to flow freely. Ariana's POV

Rally said with a grin and pulling Jade into a brotherly hug. Elliot cleared his throat. Rally glanced at him. "Relax. You're still my favourite" Elliot scoffed lightly. Rally turned to Jade and tapped his shoulder lightly. "He gets jealous easily" he said. "You don't have to remind me" Jade muttered. "Come! Come, I have lots of drinks. Good ones, finest from Italy" Rally said, pulling Jade along. "Uhh, we can't drink, Rally. We have a match tomorrow" Elliot cut in immediately.

"You two need to work together as a couple. Lovers. Until the European Championships are over. If there is one single fight, or one more leaked video of you two trying to kill each other in the locker room, you are both off the team. No exceptions." My stomach clenched painfully, twisting into a knot. I glanced sideways at Roland, secretly hoping he would argue. He was the great Alpha. Untouchable. Proud. The arrogant captain of the rival Northfang Pack. Surely someone with his pride would not agree to this humiliating fake romance. But Roland just leaned back against the wood paneled wall, arms crossed over his broad chest, wearing a lazy, confident smirk that seemed to enjoy the chaos we w

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

Jason chimed in and had not yet finished his sentence, Rodrigo had cut him off. "Believe me ... She is. Maria is smart enough to do that ... to achieve what she wants ... which is ... the love of our alpha." Rodrigo replied. "Yay. I have a tough rival who can burn down the pack. How fun is that!" Jazzy sarcasm. "No need to worry. When we get to the pack. We'll be Mated." Said Marco finally in his alpha voice. Jason catcalling and winked seductively.

As long as they’ve got the money, as long as they could give Cian what he desires, Cian will stick to them like a fucking leech that he was. From his twin brother, Ciel looked at Maverick again. A rich, handsome, dominant alpha—that’s what Maverick was, which was what Cian exactly wanted to have for himself. And so Ciel immediately understood what the jealousy and anger in Cian's eyes were for. Surely, he was angry that Ciel was able to bag a dominant alpha and jealous that the dominant alpha Ciel has was not just an ordinary dominant alpha but the rich and famous Maverick Garcia. Ciel was sure that Cian was already itching to confront him and shout his scornful words right in his face.

“It’s only a dream for now, but it won’t be a dream when she finally becomes mine.” He stepped closer, voice dropping to a harsh whisper. “I might give up on the company, Cross, but I swear I will never give up on Marceline. She captured my heart from the first glance.” Cross’s expression hardened, the threat clear in his voice. “Then you’d better prepare for a battle you can’t win.” For a moment, the two brothers stood locked in a silent war, their rivalry charged with years of jealousy, betrayal, and bitter love.

“That’s a lie. They hate each other.” She tilted her head, like I was some child clinging to a broken toy. “Do they? Or are they pretending? Did you ever think about that? That maybe, just maybe, the whole rivalry is a show—and you’re the prize they’re both using to win something else?” My breath caught. The words pierced deeper than I wanted to admit. Rachel kept going, now calm, cruel. “They don’t love you. They don’t even care. You’re just a challenge. A bet. A girl caught between two monsters who get off on control.”

“One I’m not mentioning.” I rolled my eyes. “Convenient.” She ignored my sarcasm. “Apparently,” she continued, “Elyra and Radiel have been in a contract marriage this whole time.” I turned so fast I nearly hurt my neck. “What?” Her eyes stayed on the road. “You heard me.” “That’s impossible.” “No,” she said calmly. “Apparently, it’s very possible.” I stared at her in disbelief. “What are you even talking about?” Without taking her attention off driving, she reached toward the space above the dashboard and grabbed a brown file.

said Marvel. Indeed, all this time, Farel has been too focused on his work; he has not had time to date or have a girlfriend. Because there is one thing Farel wants: to see Marvel living happily with his life partner, Keysha. If Farel has ensured that Marvel lives well with Keysha, then Farel will find a life partner for himself.