Marvel Rivals Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When I pressed closer, his arms came around me, and the kiss deepened into something that felt like falling and flying at the same time. I tasted rain and promise and possibility. His hands stayed gentle, but I felt the strength in them, the power he held back. For me. Always for me. When we finally broke apart, I was trembling again. But not from fear. "We're going to have to be careful," he said, forehead resting against mine. "Marcus, the Cobras—our rivals, that witch, Raven—they're all going to come for us." "I know." "And you still want this? Want me?"

“Of me?” “Yes. And…” She hesitated, biting her lip as if uncertain whether to continue. Then she whispered: “Of him.” It worked. His expression hardened instantly, anger flashing in his eyes at the mention of his rival. “What did he say to you?” he demanded. Mara lowered her eyes again, letting her shoulders hunch. “He said… I’d never bend to you. That cages always break. That I’d burn for him instead.” The Watcher went rigid. His hand slid from her chin to her throat, pressing lightly — not to choke, but to remind her whose hand could. “Did he touch you?”

A tide of jealousy surged in my chest when I saw Dante pinned by another handsome Beta wolf on a motorcycle and the two of them fraternizing with each other. He was MY MATE. Grrrrr. “C’mon, Dante,” the other dude, Chester laughed as he pressed himself further against the writhing wolf under him so that the latter did not escape. I could feel my stomach tangle in enough knots to make a twisted pretzel as jealousy was starting to graduate into hate for the unknown, charming stranger. Without much preamble, I marched straight towards them before yanking my giggling mate from the larger man and securing him against my chest and arms.

" She must be a spy, Snow." Do not fucking fall in love. Due to my past...we can never be together anyway.

He brushed off my attack and continued on with his story. “Once upon a time, there were two lovely mates that loved each other very much. They were the couple that everyone aspired to be. They were practically indestructible. Even in the face of the most powerful enemies, they were able to triumph with their love. They rejoiced and rejoiced, oblivious to the fact that not all of their enemies were dead. Like a fool he was, Dalton let his guard down and left his pretty little mate in my hands. I mean, what was I supposed to do? They already took everything from me! They took away my family, my friends, and MY SUPPOSED FUCKING TITLE! So, I had to take something from them too. It's just unfortu

The words came right out of my mouth before I could stop them and Kelvin stepped away, with a satisfied smirk on his face. "Now, that's more like it, princess. You are also going to reject my stupid, little cousin as your mate." He ordered and I could only grit my teeth against one another. Fine, if he wanted to play this game then two can do so. Kelvin might have thought that he won now but he only just made himself one of my enemies because I was so going to be the one to crush and end him again, right after he helped me to get rid of Dairus.

I hadn’t told her and Dia that I was bullied because moving to London was sort of a fresh start for me and I didn’t want them to feel sorry for me but since the three of us would be attending my former school in a couple of days, they were most likely going to find out. “You could… You could say that I don’t like them. They don’t like me too and were actually pretty mean when we went to school together. We didn’t exactly run in the same circles so -” “Why was that bitch being all nice then?” she cut me off with a frown and I drew my brows together. “What bitch?” “The blonde bitch.” “... Candi Sparks?” “No, the…” she trailed off and her lips parted slightly as stared at me for a couple of sec

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.

“You don’t get to breathe near her. She is mine.” “Still the rabid wolf, I see,” Martin said, turning to face him. “I should’ve finished you off when we met in the Black Highlands.” Damien’s lips curled. “You ran from me then, tail tucked. Do you want a second round?” The tension between them crackled like lightning about to strike. This wasn’t just rivalry—it was history. Two Alphas, the strongest in their countries. One driven by honor, the other by madness. Martin stepped forward, a dangerous gleam in his eye. “You’re bluffing.”