روايات وقصص ضمن Spiderman X Emma Frost Fanfiction

"I have lived enough lives. Let me buy you this one." "What are you talking about?" Emma walked to the airlock. "Emma, no!" "Tell River I love him. Tell everyone—tell them we made it. We survived. We evolved. We became more than anyone thought possible." Emma smiled. "And now we become something new." She opened the airlock. Stepped into space. The Midnight's Mark blazing on her shoulder. And she channeled it. Somehow. The bond between human and wolf. Between species. Between Earth and New Dawn.

"Did your mom put you up to this? Using her own daughter like a pawn? What an unfaithful woman! She’s already with your dad, yet still trying to rekindle things with me?" Xander’s words spilled out like toothpaste squeezed from a tube. Emma probably did not understand half of what he said. I felt a mix of bitterness and relief. Thankfully, her vocabulary was not that advanced yet. Emma raised her voice a little, asking, "Are you insulting my mom?" "Heh… A woman like her deserves it." Unfaithful? I had done nothing wrong! If anything, it was you and your ‘one true love’ who were never clear-cut. Tears streamed down Emma’s face. I panicked and tried to wipe them away, but my hands went right t

I looked at the Druid to see if he knew these people but he looked clueless too. "Stop wasting your time. The energy profiles from your fingerprints clearly show that you were in contact with them very recently. Just hand them over and we will forget about all this." "For what? Don't you know that they won't work for you?" The Druid asked them. A look of confusion or doubt flashed on their faces before Emma tightened the trip on her gun. "We will see that for ourselves. Put them on the floor and step back." While Emma looked like Scarlett Johansson as Black Widow, the guy who was with her looked like Leonard from The Big Bang Theory.

I stared at her in wonder and her eyes narrowed into furious slits. “It’s not a rumor. Your Samantha once poured hot coffee down my breasts, made me swim in a pond, tied me up and slipped a spider in my pants.” Her heels clicked against the marble as she walked towards me. “I had to go to the E. R for that one.” She said all this so casually even though my own vision had begun to bleed red. “But Emma has changed. Completely.” Reaching up, she caressed my high-necked shirt. “I love your outfit, how is your wound healing?” Her smile was bright again as if she had moved past what she just said.

Xander was not the kind to really hang out often. “Sure. We just have that one phone conference with Alpha Jacobson. That’s all that’s planned.” Holy hell. Finally, Xander showed interest in something that was not work. Xander kept everything close to his chest. He thrived on order and structure. He was a very serious guy. I knew Emma could get that stick removed from his ass. She would be probably the only she-wolf who could go toe-to-toe with him and make it out alive. That would be something I would pay for. Fuck, the whole squad would grab some popcorn and watch the show.

I spit, my voice rough with fury. For the first time since we've started this, I see it—fear. Real fear in his eyes. And that sight does something to me. It satisfies the part of me that wants to see him suffer, that wants him to feel a fraction of the terror Emily must have felt last night.

Emara Stone Rita dropped me home. Exactly at the door of my apartment, but I know she wanted to drop me to my bed. She was waiting for me to call her inside for a coffee or something, but I straight away thanked her and went inside. And locked the door. Savage, I know. I ain't into chicks. Coz I am a chick ;) Also, I have pictures of me and Ethan hanging in our living room. I can't risk my identity. I toss my phone on the bed, remove my clothes, and throw them on the floor, then directly run for a shower. Shower! Oh god.

“Why are you wrapped up like that? And why does it smell… strange in here?” From the hallway closet, Emma caught a glimpse of Jax’s dark eyes watching, a wicked smirk on his face. Marcus stood silently beside him, already palming his hardening cock through his pants. Her phone buzzed silently on the carpet a text from Jax: *Keep him distracted. Don’t clean up. We’re not done with you.* “I… I just finished an intense yoga session,” Emma lied, her voice still hoarse from throat-fucking. “Sweaty and gross. Let me jump in the shower real quick and then we can eat.”

"You look beautiful, Little Warrior. You actually have color in your cheeks again. Getting you out of that dark room, getting you back to being my Little Warrior again... I think this might just be the absolute best thing for you." Reagan looked up into his eyes for a long moment. The dull, hollow shadows that had haunted her for the past eight months were finally receding, leaving behind a genuine, radiant affection. She tipped her chin up to press a sweet, lingering kiss to his lips, then placed her flour-dusted hands on his chest and playfully pushed him back. “We have official pack business to get to, Mr. Frost,” she said, a mischievous smile lighting her face. She enjoyed the gentle rem

Shadow asked, tightening her grip on her katana. “Is that what you ask a friend whom you meet after decades? Ah…I’m so hurt” Spider feigned a brittle voice, putting her hand on her heart. “I’m assigned with the safe delivery of the arms to the Davies. And of course, I miss you.” This crazy woman never fails to amuse me with her dramatic dialogue. Shadow rolled her eyes. “I’m so disappointed in you, darling,” Spider said, standing on the roof. “You took too long to come here.” Her voice was contoured with disappointment. Though she pouted, her mask covered it up. “I even had to send you a text message.”