Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She's a bold one and wasn't planning to shrink in confidence over this new goal. She will make him her man. *Author note* Hello, beautiful people. Thanks for giving this story a try and hope you will join my discord server, so we can interact and perhaps you could share your opinion on the story so far. Also a community to make friends. Server Link: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8

The glare was not anger but a warning to Leo, which Leo discarded, taking it easy. "You are desperate to meet Alpha Marcus, aren't you? He is still in bed, trying to stand up on his own feet. Do you want to help? Or do you want to feel his pain?" Leo was caught off guard. Everyone knew what Daniel meant by the last sentence. They glanced at Leo and Daniel back and forth. After so many years, they were the two rivals together. However, Daniel had grown so high that even if Leo took over, he could not beat him. But it would not be impossible if his Luna, Violet Easton, were next to him.

I didn’t want to look at Raemon who I could feel his hot gaze on me. And hopefully he hasn’t invaded my thoughts again. “You didn’t give me an answer?” I spoke too soon because he mindlinked me immediately. I looked at him, wanting to tell him off with my frown but his own face told me off. He wasn’t smiling, his eyes dark and angry. It felt like intense jealousy with the way his eyes silently flashed and he didn’t look anywhere else from me. But villains don’t get jealous, do they? I looked away, focusing back on my food. “I’m fine.” I simply put it out for him because it looked like he wasn’t going to stop if he didn’t give him an answer.

His methods were no more merciful than Brandon’s. “Relax. I just want to ask a favor of you, Miss Tolkien,” he said softly. “My younger sister needs a bone marrow transplant, but her blood type is rare. The hospital’s tests show you're a strong match. “I know this is sudden, but if you agree, I’ll reward you generously.” My heart skipped a beat. This was my chance. I fought to steady my nerves and met Fabian’s gaze. “I’ll do it, but you have to get my mother out of here first. And when it’s done, I want you to make sure Brandon can never find us again.”

Early the next morning, I went to the office. Once I had wiped out all the source code files, I dropped the divorce papers and the share transfer agreement onto Jessica's desk. Then, I went straight back to the villa to pack my bags. As I opened a drawer to grab my documents, I froze. Tucked at the very back was a set of matching shirts. And embroidered on the collars were the initials "JT and RP". Those were Jessica and Ronald's initials, and the shirts were from a limited-edition collector's series released eight years ago.

I have always found a way to be prepared for the unexpected. They say expect disappointment and you can never be let down, but right now I was completely thrown off balance. The attendant had given me such a feeling of happiness that I forgot that my marriage brought together the two biggest business rivals in the world. Every single one of them was glaring at me, including my own husband.

“You’ve got the Spanish and Russian mafia, Ava. An Italian American mafia would be nice.” What the… I almost choked on beef when I heard the Russian part. Vladimir noticed and passed a glass of water over to me. I had to take a gulp before I could thank him. My situation served as some sort of amusement to my cousin, and it annoyed the hell out of me. “What do you mean by ‘and Russian’?” I inquired. “I’ll be doomed if after this…” She gestured at Vlad and I with the fork in her hand, “You guys don’t get married.”

The very first page made his breath hitch. "My Beloved Rival" The words, written in deep red ink, echoed in his mind. For strange reasons he couldn't explain, his heartbeat picked up. Curiosity pulled him in, and he was about to turn the next page When suddenly, the diary was snatched from his hands. "What are you doing?! Why did you take that?" Ryan's voice was sharp as he clutched the diary to his chest, his eyes blazing as he glared at Zane. "I...I just saw it and... I didn't mean"

I stared at her, at the way he looked at her with so much affection—and affection I had foolishly believed was meant for me. He turned back to the crowd, speaking as if I weren’t even there. “Vivian saved my life. I owe her everything. She is my mate in every way that matters.” “No,” I whispered, the word slipping out without thought. My eyes pooled with unshed tears blurring my vision. “You can’t do this. You’re my mate. The goddess chose you for me. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?” He turned to me then, his golden eyes flashing with irritation. “No, it doesn’t. Vivian is my mate. You are nothing to me.”