Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Rachel shouted with her ear tips red, "They are brothers!" "They are already sharing a mate, what so gross about that?" I was actually a bit shocked that I could piss her off even when I didn't intend to. "It's none of your business, weirdo!" Rachel shouted at the top of her lungs, "You won't have anyone!" "Maybe I'll steal your Alpha from your sister then," I grinned evilly, "he obviously doesn't want her mark yet." Rachel sneered.

He looked almost entertained by her attempt at intimidation. "We haven't even done anything yet." Faye ignored the insinuation, fighting the heat crawling up her neck. "We're rival packs," she said. "We cannot be seen together." Rowan leaned forward, resting his forearms on the desk. "You want to be a little secret?" "I'm serious!" she snapped. His amusement faded. Rowan pushed to his feet and stepped closer, his expression hardening. "Listen, Archer." His voice dropped. "I don't take orders from anyone."

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.

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.

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.”

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.

Marvel yelled frustratingly, his eyes tearing up. After a moment of silence, Venessa let out a laugh. "Are you kidding me? Hey, since when did you have such a thought?" Venessa asked, taking Marvel by surprise. "What?" he frowned. "You're way too off my standard. Taking you to my parents will be like an insult. I only let you to be with me because of the pleasure I earned," Venessa said in a stern voice. Marvel felt his heart breaking into pieces. "I am trying to reach your standard and make myself presentable to your parents. If this is a prank, stop. Did all our moments mean nothing?" he asked.

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