Spider-man X Scarlet Witch Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

Everyone is dying to get in there, although the tuition fee is f****** massive. “There's no need to be so sad. I'm sure we'll get in” I said comfortingly. “I doubt it” she sniffed before reaching for the keys in her purse. Since we weren't working at night, I went straight to bed for a nap; maybe later I'll visit Kevin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “How highly of yourself do you think you are? Do you think you can outsmart us? Laughable!” the feminine voice was much too peculiar to be forgotten easily—it belongs to that f****** Scarlet witch.

The man said and Scarlet turned alert immediately. “she doesn’t want to kill you. She must kill Emerald. When he is dead, you will be weakest. She will take advantage of that moment and seize all your powers.” “I can talk to her privately. We still have time left.” Scarlet reasoned. “No. Not possible. How would you explain that to the werewolves, the mermaids, the witches, the dream-catchers, and all those who are ready to fight with you? You can’t explain them. Besides, killing this witch is going to help everyone. But you can’t kill her with your powers only.” The man said and took two steps towards Scarlet.

The fight was not just physical; it stirred a deep, primal rage within me, emotions I didn't realize I harbored. In the midst of our savage tussle, Scarlet's kick sent me crashing into a small table, scattering its contents—a smartphone, a handbag, and a small box, reminiscent of a cigarette case. Recognition sparked within me; it was the serum box given to me by Xander, a potential lifeline in this desperate moment. Distracted by the sight of the box, I was vulnerable. Scarlet seized the opportunity, pinning me down and pressing her hands against my throat. "Die, you bitch!" she hissed, her eyes blazing with hatred.

“But what if someone comes…” “That’s the idea, silly,” she breathes. “No, I mean, what if someone else comes in…” “I’ll keep a look out,” offers Laura helpfully. “You can imagine I’m Scar Son if you like,” pleads Sandra, starting to squirm around on the bed, her hips writhing in sexual frustration while she fucks herself with two fingers inside her panties.

There is a line and they crossed it. I got out of the website and shut my computer off. Leaning back in my chair, I just folded my arms and got lost in my own thoughts. Scarlet is the abused sister of Alpha Maverick. She has grown up to be a thief and runs what appears to be a legitimate business. Now she has a target on her back. Alpha Jared wants her dead. Even if it is’t me doing it, someone will do it. Why am I so drawn to her? Maybe it is because I haven’t had her before and at this point, I have had anyone I ever wanted and then some. Maybe I just need to get her out of my system and then this job will be a lot easier. Alpha Maverick can just never know it was me. One thing is for sure

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists swinging.

“Admit that you want me to fuck you hard. Tell me the only thing that exists in this godforsaken city is right here, in this shower.” Elian’s fingers dug into the wet muscles of Dex’s shoulders, he was shaking, he hated how much he wanted this, how much he needed this. He hated that Dex was the only person who could touch the craziness inside him without even trying. “What do you want? My darling husband.” Dex whispered deeply against his ear and Elian visibly shivered. “I... I want you to stop talking," Elian breathed, his voice breaking. He leaned forward, catching Dex’s lower lip between his teeth and tugging hard. “I want you to show me why everyone is so afraid of the Russo Syndicate.”

I pushed forward, trying to take over, but Ira pushed me back. “No, Scarlet, you are hurt, and your body is weak. You won't be able to endure it,” she pleaded. A sob racked through my body as my wolf, for the first time, pleaded with me. She has the strongest wolf in the supernatural realm. And here she's begging me. “You are hurt too Ira. You can't handle all the pain. Let me share,” Ira's presence flickered in my mind, like a silent nod at the back of my head. No words, just an unspoken truth, that we are broken.