Sebastian Stan Marvel Character Novels & Stories

And then, Carmella, the fashionista who likes Larry. Sebastian met them in school and even back in his nine lives, they always support him and/or keeping him sane, mostly they saved him from dangers. Fortunately, they didn't die or else it would make him more insane. The reason was that Sebastian dies either out of their range or him saving them. Before he dies, he would always see their tears. Hence, this time, in his 10th life, he promised he would finish and eliminate those who killed him before and lived like an ordinary person with his friends!

“I’m glad you like him, but that doesn’t change the fact that he can’t be your son. It’s not possible.” “He is, and it is, Vivian.” Valentine looks back down at me. “I promise you, it is. I’m not a normal human. That is why it is possible. He IS my son. Marvel is my kid. We even look alike, Vivian. You can’t deny that.” I bit my lip timidly. I can see the resemblance. I have always seen the similarities between the man in front of me and my son. It almost hurt at times, seeing how much my child resembled a man I couldn’t get out of my mind and oddly yearned for.

I can’t let my parents win. "Vi, please stop crying! You know what will happen. They will all come back! You have seen the next movie in the series." Seb tries to console me through the phone but I can't stop crying. "But Tony Stark will die! Seb, without him, we are doomed! This whole world is doomed!" I say as I sob.

ASTRID — POV He speaks my name. My heart stops, then stumbles back to life with a painful thud. Sebastian— My Sebastian— is standing in the pit like something newly forged, steam rising from his skin, the earth around him glassed smooth by the raw force of whatever just happened inside him. But it’s the way he looks at me— Both eyes glowing, one black, one silver— both so painfully familiar and impossibly alien— That steals the breath from my lungs.

“He’s the villain, I’m calling it right now,” Sebastian states, pointing at the male on screen. I shove him with my shoulder, aghast. “Why would you spoil it?” “I’m not!” He insists. “I’m making an educated guess based on the clues around me.” I roll my eyes, but Sebastian doesn’t reply to me. Instead, I watch as he lifts his legs up onto the couch, crunched up in what looks to be a ball. “I hope he’s wrong,” Madelyn sighs. “He’s my favorite character so far!”

Sebastian grinned as he walked over to the head of the security team and stepped fiercely on him. With a crack, Sebastian crushed the spine of the head of the security team. The head of the security team, who had been so arrogant just a second ago, immediately fainted from the pain. He would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. The other guards also spat out blood and stared at Sebastian in shock. There was a legendary man in Steinberg called Sebastian, who was a miracle doctor. He wasn't just exceptionally skilled in medicine, but he was also extremely ruthless. Was this man the same Sebastian?

“What’s the option C?” “Your elder brother, Sebastian,” Xavier smiled. “Maybe. Just maybe I would love to be on his side.” “Loyalty and madness and everything dumb,” Jon rolled his eyes. “I would choose to be Draymond’s toy any day. Sebastian shouldn’t even be an option. It would be sad to watch you become like him: strong and muscular with nothing to show for. I mean he should be challenging Jaime. He’s the strongest in our pack.” “But sometimes strength is not enough,” Sebastian breathed down Jon’s neck.

He bared his fangs at Lana and Levi before turning toward the van Sebastian was charging toward Kamala and Viktor. “Stab me,” Kamala finally whispered before passing out again. Viktor, shooting with one hand, picked up the pocket knife and stabbed her thigh. With a roar that shook everywhere, she hurled away from his lap. This enhanced Sebastian's advancement toward them more.

My head was blank and I was surprised all these things happened. "But, how did the wounds disappear? Do you use forbidden magic or something? Who are you by the way? You haven't told me who you are." I was very anxious about the whole thing. Hence, the many questions. Each of the questions kept hitting him like a bullet. I noticed he smiled hard, revealing his cute dimple. Instead of getting angry and yelling at me for asking too many questions, he just smiled. "How your wounds disappeared is a secret. I'm Sebastian, an exiled pack warrior. You okay now?"

I said. The door opened, and Sebastian stood in the doorway with two large suitcases in his hands. His face was indeed more fierce than Leon's, Adrian's, or any man I had ever met. His eyebrows were thick and tended to dip at the ends, making him look angry even when he was smiling. His jaw was firm, almost square, with a bit of stubble that was never really clean-shaven. His dark hazel eyes were sharp like an eagle looking for prey. "Good morning, darling," he said.