Overwatch X Marvel Rivals Novels & Stories

They were the scouts and assassins of the werewolf clans, feared, respected, and never quite trusted by the other packs. Ragnar Strikefast stood in the center of the combat ring, his chest heaving, his knuckles bloodied. Around him lay three training partners, groaning and clutching various injuries. He had been sparring for hours, working out his rage on anyone foolish enough to step into the ring with him. It was not helping. "Enough." Alpha Obsidian Nightprowl’s voice cut through the clearing like a blade.

Marcus didn’t waste any time. He pushed the heavy oak coffee table to the edge of the room, creating a wide, hollow square on the Persian rug. “We’re starting with Sensory Synchronization,” Marcus said, looking between us with a grin that suggested he knew exactly how much we were going to hate this. “Hockey is about reading intent before it becomes action. If you can’t read your partner’s breath, you’ll never read a defender’s eyes.” He stepped between us, placing a hand on each of our shoulders to line us up.

The opposing team’s colors, deep crimson and black were swarming the neutral zone, led by the one man who existed just to ruin my life. Ryder Volkov. His black hair was damp with sweat, clinging to his forehead, and his blue eyes were fixed on me with. I knew he had the most annoying smirk underneath his helmet. I really hated this guy and words didn't do justice to how I felt about him. "Watch your back, Elias," Jason yelled, but it was too late.

Victor finally said while swirling the alcohol inside his glass. “Isn’t this world built for men to enjoy?” The atmosphere changed instantly. Ryan slowly looked up at him. Adam pressed his lips together, already sensing trouble coming. Even Zane looked slightly nervous. But Ryan answered calmly. “I don’t need intoxication to prove my masculinity, sir.” Victor’s fingers tightened around his glass. Ryan continued in the same composed tone. “And this world isn’t made only for men. Men and women both deserve to enjoy life equally.” He lifted his lemonade slightly.

Before she could speak, Owen told her, "Don't be afraid. They came from the countryside and probably don't even know what an academic competition is. We've trained for the competitions for years. Why should we fear them?" From the countryside? Didn't he know what an academic competition was? I looked at Connor and laughed. "This should be fun." Connor said lazily, "Since that's what you think..." I finished his sentence with a faint smile. "Fine." "We accept the wager." We would play along. We would show them what true domination looked like.

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

In the night, while leaving the mall, Xavier saw Ralph entering inside. Xavier halted his walk and turned to Edwin, pointing his finger in the direction of Ralph. He spoke “He is your friend, Ralph, right? You introduced him to me, once.” Without hearing Edwin’s reply, Xavier shouted “Ralph!” Ralph stopped walking and turned to him. As soon as he saw Edwin, he decided to go away but seeing Xavier, he couldn’t walk away. His manners didn’t let him do that. “Ralph, it’s been a long time. How are you boy?” Xavier asked, enthusiastically.

They were known as the formidable duo who isn't easy to defeat when it comes to physical activities such as gun shooting, knives fights and fists match. To achieve his greedy wish against the second and third heir, Murgine needs to play dirty. And so before the match started, Murgine, together with his friends, wear shoes with X markings that will be their sign to know if he's an ally or a foe. They planned of helping Murgine by defeating the third and second heir from the moment the game starts.

He brushed off my attack and continued on with his story. “Once upon a time, there were two lovely mates that loved each other very much. They were the couple that everyone aspired to be. They were practically indestructible. Even in the face of the most powerful enemies, they were able to triumph with their love. They rejoiced and rejoiced, oblivious to the fact that not all of their enemies were dead. Like a fool he was, Dalton let his guard down and left his pretty little mate in my hands. I mean, what was I supposed to do? They already took everything from me! They took away my family, my friends, and MY SUPPOSED FUCKING TITLE! So, I had to take something from them too. It's just unfortu

The thrill of victory still coursing through my veins, I basked in the adoration of my pack mates. A pang of guilt hit me as I watched the medical team wheel Xavier away on a stretcher, his face twisted in agony. Imani caught my gaze, a small smile appeared on her lips, and I returned the smile. Despite the intense competition, Imani and I shared a bond that transcended our rivalry. We had a good rapport, even though she was married to my brother, but trust Xavier to be dramatic. He let out a fierce yell and Imani rushed to his side.