Sad Marvel Fan Art Novels & Stories

And I can guess what it probably is. “Hey.” I say gently, “we’re going to figure out for certain if those are in fact vampires that your patrols and trackers smelled, and then we’re going to figure out the best course of action. You’re an amazing Alpha, Scarlett. You got this.” She smiles at me, but it’s a different smile than the one a few moments ago that was the smile of a woman content, post-coitus. This smile is the true one of a grateful friend. “Thanks, Raul.” She says as she reaches her hand out and begins running it through my hair. “I appreciate knowing that you’ve got my back.”

Author's special: Aarav: "Author this is not fair." Author: "What happened little Sweetheart?" Aarav: "I want you to surprise my supporters." Author: "You want me to give spoilers. No way." Aarav: "Please...Please..." Author: "argh...That puppy eyes of yours' fine but just a small glimpse into your future." Aarav: "Thank you...Dear supporters of mine...hope you'll enjoy the gift I literally begged for." A Glimpse. "You are always like this...Why? Aarav...I will leave you and pick up some random stranger...then you cry alone.", The 21years girl with features of Aditi and Anan...looking like a perfect art piece...pouted as she tried to walk away.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

One was the fan art compilation—drawings sent in by followers, ranging from technically impressive to utterly unhinged, all depicting two figures whose features were consistently dark-haired and golden-blonde respectively. The caption was simply the people have spoken. It had eighty thousand views before nine AM. The second was a reaction video to the fan art where Scarlett said nothing, only held up pieces of it to the camera with an expression of increasing approval. The third was twelve seconds of her pointing at her own ring finger with both eyebrows raised, saying nothing, and walking out of frame. Damien saw all three when Roman sent them to him at nine-fifteen. He looked at them. He p

Hell, I don’t even need clothes. I finished a doodle I’d been working on of Black Widow, the Avengers being hot in the entertainment world now and being my favorite comic. It’s not my best work but it doesn’t suck and I stare at it in admiration. I suddenly feel as if I’m being watched and look up to see twins. Ohhhh hell yeah!! Why is it some primal fucked up thing in a guy’s mind to have two chicks at the same time? But even better than that… sisters. But twin sisters?

I ask with a gasp. "Of course, I'm always looking for new talent and Damon recommended you enough," he says with a smile. "The theme is landmarks at night but I'd like you to experiment with different colours. You'll get 90% of the money you make from selling the artwork and the other 10% goes to me." "Thank you for asking me, I'd be honoured to do some artwork," I say and the man nods. "Damon will give you my email so you can send some concepts over and we can discuss details," he says and I feel myself smiling.

◇NO POV◇ For world Aurthur might be cruel but infront of viranica he is the most sweetest man he can't even raise his voice infront of her the side which world never seen from Aurthur was seen by viranica sun rays hitting viranica's eyes she opened her eyes slightly and looked at the handsome face beside her she pushed him away with one push but he is in deep sleep so moved and slept again some evil idea popped in viranica's brain she went near the sketch and brought it she started face art first she wrote monkey on his forehead later she drawn danger symbol bones and everything, she drew two fangs near his lips, she wrote monster on his face

Her eyes landed on the drawing of Chadwick with the silencer, and a slow, wicked smile spread across her face. "Is this our Righteous Professor Chadwick, Danny?" she whispered, her eyes glinting with a sharp, serpentine triumph. "My, my... I knew you were obsessed, but I didn't think you were suicidal. What do you think your mother or the police would say about this fan art'?"

She stopped talking for a moment. “But?” I said softly. “But, he tripped and fell into the bone fire pit. He couldn’t get out of it and we all had to hear his screams as he burned to death out there that night.” She said and wouldn’t look at me. “Sadie? Sadie?” I said her name twice and she finally looked over at me. She was crying and I wanted her in my arms. I got out of bed and walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her and she came into my chest. “Baby, he was a bad man and you probably saved a lot of girls from having to go through what your friend went through,” I said trying to comfort her the best I could. I wasn’t afraid of her. I knew what she was capable of doing. I also kne

“Are you Lia’s bodyguard?” Adrian’s voice came out low, gentle, nothing like the man who once signed my death warrant. “Something like that.” Liam studied him for a long moment, then held out the colouring page he’d been working on. It was a crude drawing of a woman with long black hair and a man in a black cape standing beside her, holding hands. “That’s you,” Liam said proudly, pointing at the woman. “And that’s your superhero.” My throat closed. Adrian crouched slowly so he was eye-level with the bed.