Marvel Stans Novels & Stories

His voice was like grinding stones, yet strangely calm. As Avery looked up to meet his eyes, she couldn't suppress a flinch. The right side of his face was a ruin of puckered scar tissue and jagged lines, as if a silver-clawed beast had tried to erase him. Noticing her recoil, Avery quickly averted her gaze, her face heating with shame. Stan, however, let out a dry, mirthless chuckle. "Do not worry. Even the omens of the dying pack find my visage unsettling. It is a natural reaction to a monster."

Are you okay? K:They turned my movie off and switched it to some boring Marvel movie. Ugh. D:Don’t go bashing on Marvel just because yours got turned off :p K:Oh shut it, you know I like Spiderman. D:Yeah, because of Tom Holland. Don’t think I don’t know that. K:Shhhh. D:Want me to pick you up? K:Its fine, I’ll live. D:Good, are you gonna stick the movie out?