Novel & Cerita Marvel Women

The woman stood forward proudly. "This is Sonja. She is the oldest member of my elite Valkyrie. A group of highly trained women who serve directly beneath me. She was the one who made me realize that to win this war, I will need women like you to fight for me." Sonja looked straight ahead of her. She knew I would use her story to move the masses.

"I need you to hold the pack together. Keep the patrols running. Watch out for each other. Because whoever did this wants us divided. They want us pointing fingers at each other instead of preparing for what's next." The silence didn't hold. A woman's voice cut through older, steadier than the young man's. I recognized her. Martha. She'd been a midwife in Black Widow for three decades. Her hands had delivered half the pack. "Luna, nobody here is questioning your compassion." She stepped forward, her weathered face heavy with something that looked almost like regret. "But we're questioning your judgment. Those children aren't ours. They don't carry our blood. And right now, our blood is being

Mara was really fed up and she didn't know how much of it she could take. She had been restricting herself for too long and she just felt like strangling Wendy. "Don't you even think about it, four of you" she warned the girls who tried to come close to her to attack her. No one needed to tell them to use their brains as they all moved back, creating a great distance between themselves and Mara. They knew who Mara was and she wasn't going to take any bullsh*t from nobody. "M.. a.. ra" Wendy struggled to free herself from Mara's grip but she was too strong for her. It felt like she was being pinned down by a metal hand or something.

He resolutely stared at the ground. “Who the fook is Scarlet Witch?” said Flossie. Say what you like about the girl, she was always there to ask the important questions. “She’s in the Avengers. Walks around in a red corset most of the time. And a cape, of course, because it get chilly fighting supervillains in your underwear.” Flossie’s mouth hung open to indicate she had no idea what I was going on about. “She can alter reality by destabilising probabilities. In the comic, not the movie. Fuck knows what her power is in the movie. Wiggling her fingers, I think.”

" She asked, remembering that Alpha Drake only gave her fifteen minutes to have her meeting with Marvel. He was so protective of her. "Yes, I do. It's concerning the company." Marvel said. "Okay...what about the company?" Sassy asked and raised a brow. "I spoke to Delight and Alexa, and they both have agreed to come back to work with me. How about you?" Marvel asked. "Delight? But she hasn't recovered fully. She is still bedridden and might remain there for two more weeks." Sassy announced. "Really? She didn't tell me that when I called. I thought all werewolves heal on time, or isn't she a werewolf?" Marvel asked, with a sudden look of interest.

"Like the good big sister I am, I just wanted to tell you not to get too attached." "What do you mean." I ask suddenly anxious. I shouldn't get too attached to what. "Although we are not together right now, Xavier still loves me. And its just a matter of time before we come back together." She smiles sweetly at me. "Do yourself good and stay away, we don't want your little heart breaking." Her voice is now threatening. "You can have him all you want, pari doesn't and will never have a thing for Xavier." Shelley scowls. "Now can you just stop acting like the two-faced bitch you really are, and fuck off."

But that didn’t bother her, giving into her animal instincts gave her solace, gave her peace. Within a few seconds, the white wolf was gone, and in its place stood a tall, lean woman with hair almost as white as snow and eyes as blue as the endless oceans. In place of the white wolf, now stood Mikalya Carnell, the first ever Female Alpha in the world dominated by male shifters.

"Well, if you want the people to revolt against Alpha Xavier, the best way to sow seeds of discontent is through the women circle. They are a powerful force that controls the rumors and whispers. It's how Alpha Xavier is able to control information." "Wow, I didn't know that. Xavier is quite smart." Theodrin giggled excitedly before looking lustfully at Marita. "Who is the leader of the women's circle?" "I really don't know, they have many leaders, but I think Verin is their de facto leader." Marita said thoughtfully. "You think?" Theodrin asked with an annoying expression. "The number is increasing and I don't like it. Too many people are getting involved." "Yes, because they all defer to h

Cryogenic pods lined the walls. Tall, cylindrical, each filled with faint blue mist. Computer screens glowed at the base of every chamber, streaming medical data, heart rates, DNA maps. She walked slowly, eyes wide. “This isn’t a cult,” she whispered. “It’s a science facility.” Each pod had a name tag. Each name was a woman. Arielle V. Sabine R. Daniela M. Jessica Rivers. Mira Hale. Every name… familiar. These were the wives. The descendants.

"Today's news: Alpha Doris Albert announces her imminent return to the public eye..." I noticed that my mother-in-law, the former Luna Mara, had her gaze fixed on the masked woman on the screen. This momentarily silenced the words of humiliation she had intended for me. No one would have imagined that the terrifying Warrior Goddess on the television was now standing in a dirty kitchen, preparing a third-anniversary dinner for her husband and his mistress. I sarcastically chuckled, and Mara's voice grew angrier once again. "Ohh, what are you laughing at? You're dreaming for the moon here! Do you think that just because you share the same name as the pack goddess, you're both the same person?"