Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I snapped, and I felt my jaw getting tighter with every second. "Zurich was ten years ago, way before your father decided to play god with your DNA," Marcus said, spinning his chair to face me with a serious look, "and Iris was a total prodigy, a coder who could see the 'ghost' in any machine, and Dante Moretti was the only one who could keep up with her. They weren't just rivals, Darius, they were a closed circuit." I felt a sharp, bitter cold settle in my gut and it wasn't magic or some wolf instinct, it was just the oldest human emotion in the book—pure, unadulterated jealousy.

Godfather Marcelo collected the phone and brought it to his ear. "Hey there, friend," Lord Venom stretched. Godfather Marcelo curled his fist. He doesn't like Venom's guts, but he has to work with him if he wants to win the battle. "Why did you call?" Marcelo asked. He could hear Venom's mockery laughter from the background. They were both rivals and now, they are working together. "Your anger is not necessary at this rate," "Venom," Marcelo muttered through gnashed teeth. "Friendship and anger don't get along,"

I snarl as I go around my room, collecting clothes, “I still don’t like him.” “He told me you wouldn’t… that you’ll see him as a rival. He told me... he said that you have nothing to fear, he’s not after your throne.” I raise my eyebrows at her and drop my towel before I pull up my boxer briefs. Mara blushes, but at the same time her eyes twinkle naughtily and she playfully cocks her head at me, while she slides her gaze over my body, taking in every inch. I let her get a good look.

Mirabel with this information would be dangerous in ways I couldn't fully predict, and I did not have the energy to calculate those dangers right now. "I need to shower," I said. "Shower. Eat something. Then call me back and we'll figure this out." I hung up. Put the phone down, sat on my bed for another minute in the emerald dress, looking at the nightstand drawer where Andre Fernandez's card was sitting face down in the dark. Andre Fernandez, Russell's biggest rival. The man who had whispered something in Spanish against my skin while I was falling asleep in his arms. I picked up the card, opened the drawer of my nightstand, put it inside face down, and closed the drawer.

Her heart was beating out of control even when Cari and Helie were uninjured. The second I released her, of course, she jumped out and hugged her friends' wolf forms, their tails wagging, as Izar begrudgingly got out and started handing out spare clothes. When they went to change, my mate knelt at Cillian's side. He was undoubtedly dead, but I still tensed at their proximity. "Serves you right, bastard," she said quietly. "Next is your Alpha. I hope you see each other in the Goddess's hell." "Oh, they will," I said, surprised at my own voice.

Why would the fool Goddess mate me to such a fool? I could feel my heart creeping Through my spine. No doubt I had always wanted a mate, but I wanted someone that I could control, not any possessive Werewolf and certainly not an Alpha of any pack. That would mean that I will have to forfeit my pack and that would never happen. But as much as I hated him, I could feel the mate bond strong inside me. "How could I be mated to my Rival?" I thought in my head and he didn't even seem to notice the fact we were mates.

The opposing team’s colors, deep crimson and black were swarming the neutral zone, led by the one man who existed just to ruin my life. Ryder Volkov. His black hair was damp with sweat, clinging to his forehead, and his blue eyes were fixed on me with. I knew he had the most annoying smirk underneath his helmet. I really hated this guy and words didn't do justice to how I felt about him. "Watch your back, Elias," Jason yelled, but it was too late.

Ignoring the pain shooting through my jaw, I sneered, “You’re the shameless one, Juniper Green. Weren’t you hopelessly in love with Sean in our previous life? Didn’t you hate me for standing between the two of you? Weren’t you the one who personally signed off on the agreement to donate my bone marrow and sent me to my death? So now that I’ve willingly stepped aside and fulfilled your dream of being together, why do you care who I’m with?” Juniper’s eyes widened in shock, and her hand froze on my chin. “You… You’ve been reborn as well?” she asked. I shoved her hand away and straightened up, my gaze sweeping over both her and Sean. “What? Are you surprised? If the two of you can be reborn, wh

" Raven, I really enjoyed last night" Meek said with a wink. Raven's face flushed, when did anything happen between them last night. Venom's face darkened, he charged at Meek and he swung a punch at Meek. " How dare you mess with my sister!" Meek smirked, ignoring the pain in his face. " Vice commander, whether you like it or not, Raven is mine" Venom threw another punch at his face. " You're not allowed near my sister, she's my sister! So stay away from her!!"

No more rival sparks. Just them. Choosing each other. One coffee at a time. Cliffhanger sharp: next Saturday. Another coffee. Hands held longer. Words deeper. Jealousy resolved. Trust blooming. No rush. But unstoppable. Rival appeared. Sparks flew. Claim made. Something forever beginning.