Overwatch X Marvel Rivals Novels & Stories

"Maybe you just haven't given me much to laugh about." "Fair point." We kept talking about nothing important from books to movies to even high school experiences. That one time in high school when I broke my arm falling off a roof trying to get a frisbee. The time he got food poisoning before a championship game and played anyway. Forty-five minutes passed before I even noticed and when I looked at the clock it was hard to believe we were rivals who hated each other's guts with the way we were talking like friends who actually liked each other.

Not only could I put up with it, but I could even smile through it. "There's no need to give it back. If the token of our love is something that can be lent out, then I suppose the title of husband is up for grabs as well. In that case, allow me to be the first to congratulate you both." I locked eyes with a stunned Jessica Tuttle. "Ms. Tuttle, since you're generous enough to give away something I worked so hard for, kindly return the 50 million dollars I put up to save your company."

Our fans roared in excitement as we waved at them. “The Arctic reapers looked like they were ready to send the Crimson icehawks back home with no goals” One of the commentators added. I and my teammates took our place then the lights dimmed, The Crimson icehawks stake into the rink with loud chants. “All of them are full of themselves” Xavier said, he is the right wing. I glanced at him before looking back at our rivalry team. Orson raised his stick and hands in the air to the chants of his fans, His gaze settled on me and I could tell he had that stupid smirk on his face.

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

Xavion has ordered to kill each and every wolf which doesn't belong to his pack and his wolves were tearing apart every wolf. Marcel was watching the massacre from the window, he noticed that xavion has came with full preparations. Xavion looked up and found Marcel looking at him, he smirked and head inside. "Lorenzo you need to go from here..." Marcel turned around and looked at Lorenzo. "We can fight together Marcel..." Lorenzo opposed. "I can fight with him Lorenzo, I have done it before and he has his whole pack with him. I don't know when did he managed to merge other packs with him, they are in huge number."

As it is their first time to attend the Moon view competition, Raval could accept the provocative and battle lust gazes directed at them by their opponents, but the maliciousness in the eyes of their designated opponents looks as if their Rebelliad team owed them the lives of their parents. Such rash and mad behavior strays far away from the teachings and morals drilled into their mind when they were adopted by Samel, and Raval could only sigh in relief that he was taken in by their lord. He could not imagine himself and the rest of his younger brothers with that kind of disgusting look full of malice and gloom that they look more like ghosts than the living. Raval’s mind drifted back to the

some people chanted "long live the alpha" I also heard chants, I looked up and saw Jax coming my way, he has also taken his bath and was dressed up just like me and he was looking really good I must confess, I could not help but stare at him, he was also staring at me and then he smiled at me, I quickly took my eyes off him because I know that people are watching us. "Long live that alpha of the dead moon pack" my beta and Maya chanted

Vera growled, her voice raspy. The room cleared instantly as people scrambled to leave. As Cole passed me, he shot me a glare and leaned in to whisper a warning, "Mylo, you better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die a very painful death." I ignored him and just watched Vera’s slumped back. This was my rival. The opponent I had fought for seven years. I could defeat her, but I wouldn't let her be destroyed by something this pathetic and underhanded.

“Councilman Darius, I have more than enough support to back my claim.” “All these women want you to challenge Odessa?” Darius challenged. “Yes!” The women responded. My heart shattered. I was so screwed. “You’re an idiot, Rune. Odessa’s a special wolf. What’s going to happen when you’re hit with her venom? You’ll be dead in less than thirty minutes. Are you on a death mission or something?” Maverick questioned. “Oh, Maverick. I’m going to kill your mate. You won’t have the strength to fight me then. You would have experienced your first death by then.”

Azlynn’s P.O.V. “He is right before you and you can’t kill him? What kind of joke is this? Leave it. I will do it by myself!” Growling thunderously, that rascal was none other than Alpha Xavion Waller, he was scolding his subordinates for a botched mission. His determination to kill his imaginary rival was commendable, evaporating the vibe of emptiness from the air. Now I realized what I was missing at this high-end party.