Marvel Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Marvelon's story has come to an end. I had so much fun with this story. It has blossomed so much since it started. The first draft was way less complicated than this final piece. The original version was a love story about Aqualia and Marvelon. However, as I wrote, the panster in me came alive. New characters joined the story and the old characters played new parts. Their lives were molded differently. Gosh, most of them probably hate me for all the tribulations I have put them through.

Marvel isn't growing up in a cult. Valentine lets go of my hand, then starts to strip. All thoughts of keeping my head on straight for Marvel's sake go flying out the window. Damn. Is it weird that I want to lick his chest? Just a good swipe of my flattened tongue across his firm, beautifully muscled pec.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Absolutely not. Mara said: “Then break the summaries.” Root nodded. “How?” “Contradiction.” Elias smiled faintly. “Now you’re speaking my language.” Mara turned toward the field. “I am Mara.” The text appeared. MARA — UNCHOSEN ELENA CONTINUATION / SELF-DEFINED INDEPENDENT IDENTITY Mara’s expression hardened. “Too much origin.” She continued. “I hate tea.” Adrian blinked. “Do you?” “No.” The field appeared.

Marvel was a product of single parenting, her parents had divorce when they were little and she had stayed with her mother because then, she was just three years old while Mirabel went with their father. Actually, I only met Mirabel twice. Once during our matriculation when I had only met marvel a few days before the matriculation day and the second time when the sister had to go back and had come to see marvel for a last hug before she left and since then she had just come back. "It's been like five years now, she must be so excited.” Diane chipped in. "Let me get you some bottled water from the cafeteria.” Diane wanted to stand up to go get me some water but I stopped her before she did.

Helping Marvel, his hair performed what it has always done since he was ten: it changed color from blonde to silver. I promise this strange shit isn't for me, but I get it; nonetheless, when I'm very upset, my hair turns gold instead of black. Whatever it is about our hair, it is strange; even my mother tries to calm me down when I am upset. Mom is rarely able to spend time with me, owing to Dad's refusal to leave her alone. Aunt Miracle and Aunt Silvia are more cautious now that they had three sons and are expecting their fourth. My cousin Marvel and niece Sunny are extremely different personalities. Marvel is loud and outgoing, whilst Sunny is introverted and keeps everything to herself.

" Marvel tried to awaken Keysha from her reverie. Keysha was surprised. "Uh..i..yes, Vel, I heard that," said Keysha. "Oh my gosh, I want to do a prancing trick; it feels so happy," Keysha thought. Keysha looked embarrassed then answered Marvel's statement, "Yes.. yes, Vel, I want to be your girlfriend," Keysha said, looking down in embarrassment. Marvel smiled and then hugged Keysha gently, saying, "Thanks, Key." Keysha looked embarrassed to be treated by Marvel.

Plus, the commute would be tasking and there would be several hours when he is working, and he would have no idea what she is cooking up. A threat? Maybe he could create a problem for her and then come up with the perfect solution and save her at the very last minute. He would then become her hero, and they could live happily ever after. Until she finds out that he orchestrated all that and put her through a great deal of trouble just so he could get her to like him. Another bad idea. Lana had problems of her own and Marco simply didn’t have the mental stamina Aldo seemed to have. If Lana were to say that she hated him and would rather die than stay next to him, his heart would probably stop

A voice roared, my heart picking its pace. " I'm sorry Beta Marcus. I had a little accident on my way here." I replied. I have never been the one to show any weakness or be submissive. I am a warrior Luna and not used to getting orders from others. I can accept if it's the Dark Lord reprimanding me but a mere beta isn't qualified. It doesn't matter if I am in his turf or not. I could clearly tell that he was picking on me. For some reason, he did not seem to like me. Not like I liked him either

I don't want him to get angry anytime soon. He looked at me and furrowed his eyebrows. I gulped down saliva in my throat. "Even when I don't?" he asked. "I-I I don't know... I just know that you... you are my husband and it's my duty" I answered honestly. "I am the darkest person you can ever meet Hailey. I am the most ruthless man of the North Mafia and thus of the biggest Mafia business. I am the one who knows and believes that love is nothing more than a state of mind that in medicals can be called Insanity. I am the last person who anyone can care about" he said.