Marvel Xmas Novels & Stories

I joked. We wandered a bit, looking at the Marvel character items they had until Gina drug me over to the model she told me about. It was pewter, and Captain America was preparing to throw his shield. I knew Rowen had to have it, so I grabbed it. I ended up getting a Hulk model for Jax, and they had a model of Thor’s hammer for Colby, Neither of those were limited edition, but Molly, and Melissa assured me my brothers didn’t have them. Just because I knew Rowen would appreciate it, I bought my first ever Captain America sweatshirt.

She winked. Mateo chuckled again, “Maybe it is, but that’s also every Marvel supervillain – isn’t it?” He asked. Faith narrowed her eyes at him, “And I thought you didn’t like movies.” She huffed. Mateo laughed, “I don’t. I don’t watch them either, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know about them. Those movies are pretty famous, I am sure everyone has heard of them.” He said defensively.

Alicia’s POV Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, catching on the fairy lights Mirabel had insisted on stringing along the walls even though Christmas was still days away. I sank deeper into the massive sectional, a soft blanket draped over my legs, the new phone safely tucked away in my hoodie pocket where I could almost pretend the messages didn’t exist. Mirabel sprawled beside me, remote in hand, scrolling through the holiday movie list with the kind of focused determination she usually reserved for exams. “Okay, we’re doing a double feature. First The Holiday, then Love Actually. No arguments. You need maximum cheese after that weird morning vibe.”

I learned to be thankful and quiet. That acceptance made me hate Christmas. Love songs made my skin crawl. The lights under our tree looked like glass eyes. The ribbons on the presents were traps. Every year, the house tuned itself to cheer and I pretended to enjoy it. The twenty-fifth became the night when a new kind of cold touched my bones. It was the day the truth had crawled out at me like an animal. It was the day I had learned how much of my life had been decided by other hands.

Before he could respond, a soft buzz came from his phone—a new message: “Merry Christmas, Volkov. This is only the beginning.” Sebastian froze. Nyra’s smirk returned, but it didn’t hide the worry in her eyes. “Looks like Christmas isn’t over yet.” Noelle stirred, mumbling in her sleep: “Superheroes… save… Snowtopia…” Sebastian glanced at her, then at Nyra, then back at the phone. “…We’ll see about that,” he muttered. The fire crackled, snow fell quietly outside, but Sebastian Volkov knew one thing: this Christmas, chaos wasn’t just coming—it had already arrived.

He stared at Xavier on the floor, who Lisa was now helping up to his feet and his face heavily bruised up. This wasn’t one bit how he saw today ending, but that was the life he lived. He flexed his bruised up knuckle and pain shot through it. He marched over to where Jasmin was and took her hand in his, while everyone watched him like he was a time bomb about to explode. He said no word as he led Jasmin to the door and as he opened it, he turned to look at everyone, saying, “Merry Christmas to you all.” in the most sarcastic way.

I asked if he would trust a lawyer with it and he said he would, so I had one come and he wrote it up for him and he sealed it and the lawyer took it with him, along with the other letters for safe keeping. As Christmas was only a few days away, I couldn’t help but decorate, in the werewolf community, they don’t celebrate as we human’s do, they celebrate the winter solstice and decorate almost the same as we do for Christmas. I went out and bought a bunch of decorations and lights and began decking out the house and garden, which is covered in a light layer of snow.

“What the fuck are you doing “ Mj laughed as she grabbed Mara’s wrists to move her hands from her face. “No not yet, it's a surprise” Mara almost squealed with excitement .“What’s a surprise” Mj asked, “Mara was a strange girl but this was a little outside the box, even for her” Mj thought. “I mean yeah I'm surprised you have friends,” Mj teased “but why do you need to cover my eyes,” Mj whispered “is one of them Santa Claus?”

Travis says, his gaze filled with bewilderment. "As if Jane wasn't scary enough anymore!" Diego shudders. "I heard that!" I growl, narrowing my eyes to him. Diego shoots me a terrified look, one that seems more terrified than usual. Maybe he thinks I'm going to use my new trick on him ... "Here. Merry Christmas Jane!" He says quickly putting a small Christmas bag in my hands before running away without looking back. "Diego, he was just playing like we always do! Returns!" I yell at him, but when Diego makes it clear that he has no intention of doing something like that, I propose to open the present.

“This would make a really viral picture" Fuck! I'm doomed.