Next Avengers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Elektra ran to her rescue as she was screaming on the ground, trying to wake her up. Alcinder hobbled because of his injuries, knelt beside Elektra, and just stared at avyanna. He didn't know how to feel as the foreign male scent invaded his nostrils. Avyanna woke up in a jolt, still feeling hazy from the short nightmare she had. She felt tired and frustrated. “Let's go, ' she tried to get to her feet but she fell back. A near miss to the ground as Elektra helped her up.

After that you guys know what happens, I said controlling my cries. You know how Navi living her life? She slept without any medicine was 5 years back. Her dreams never let her to sleep. Whenever she heard about her father she get panic attack. Everything is happened because of you guys. But that idiot still loves Shiva anna... May be if you helped me that day when I asked you like a beggar this situation doesn't happened Arjun. I hate you Arjun, I said and left

Richard abandoned his fight with Navarre’s Alpha to help her, leaving me vulnerable. Navarre’s towering white Alpha locked his green eyes on me and charged, jaws wide open, ready to snap at my neck. I dodged to the side, swiping my claws at his flank. The sight of his blood brought a fleeting smile to my face. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Avira on the ground, Navarre’s grey Beta looming over her, his mouth poised dangerously close to her neck.

Don't endanger my life any further. Ace caressed Av's face, "I am not that great, Ava and as I said before, I am too selfish to allow you to leave my side. I will come up with something before that time. I am Black Scorpion and if I set my mind to do something, I always succeed. This time won't be different. Do not forget that I did not tell you all this so you could become worried and try to leave me, I told you so you can be extremely safety conscious."

Does that mean I'll be having two brothers inside of me, not to talk of me having to lay with his brother's beta before? "Mmm..." My hand sunk into his thick, black curly hair as I allowed his fingers to slip inside of me. "Ava, this isn't right!" I thought to myself but I can't even shun Neva out, it seems she can't control herself either. "Awnn...please...I can't do this," I pushed Alpha Lance back when I noticed he was about to increase the intensity. I got off the dining table, and moved backward, my breath unstable. "You'll come back here, and pleasure me!" He charged.

This was fate. The hall erupted into whispers. “No way…” “The alpha heir is rooming with a low omega?” “I fear for the omega…” Nova swallowed hard, his throat visibly bobbing, eyes darting around like he was trying to escape the building entirely. His face drained of color. His knees looked weak. My heart throbbed, not with sympathy, but delicious satisfaction. Chaos? No. This would be entertaining. I leaned my head slightly, letting my voice slice through distance. “Well, well,” I whispered loudly enough for him to hear. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, Nova.”

" Mate? What is this destiny nonsense you're talking about? Look I think you're just wasting my time, “ I say trying to pull away from him , already ready to just go home disappointed. And just hope I don't catch a cold from all this water. " I'm a wolf Avianna, “ he then says. I retort shocked by his words. I look at him to see if he was really being serious. " See? This is exactly why I think you're crazy! “ I respond to him, trying to leave yet again. I wasn't gonna wait around for this nonsense. He partly pushes me to the side, taking a few steps from the tree.

"Or perhaps you’ve finally realized chasing phantoms is beneath the future Alpha?" The mention of Novah, the casual cruelty of it, was a white-hot brand pressed directly onto the raw wound. The desperate love flared, a protective, feral surge. He felt the shift within him, the primal edge threatening to surface, the urge to make her *bleed* for that name on her lips. He clenched his fists hidden at his sides, the knuckles white. The air crackled with suppressed power.

“Anyway! Speaking of boys…” That was my warning sign. Darcy never started a sentence like that unless she was about to drop something nuclear. “Have you heard?” she whispered, leaning forward like the walls had ears. “No,” I said automatically, because Darcy always assumed I was living under a rock—which, to be fair, I kind of had been. Her grin spread. “Xavian Blackridge. Soccer captain. Alpha-born. Transferring here this semester.” My pen, which I’d been using to scribble my dorm room number on a sticky note, froze midair. My stomach did a slow, traitorous flip.