Spiderman X Scarlet Witch Fanfic Novels & Stories

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

Xander's face lost its edge and he backed up, flexed his fingers, shook his head over and over. "What happened?" Saint asked. I shook my head. "I don't know. I've figured out how to run Smoke's magic over Scarlet's skin. She loves it. But this time, something else happened. I swear to Gaia my cock grew inside her and developed spines, like a real fucking cat." "Did they hurt her?" Asher asked, his teeth clenched.

How do you go four ounds without tiring out? Even I, am surprised I’m still breathing well after all the energy expended. My wolf spake, “Sex-hungry, bastard.” I allowed him do his wish and he grinned in delight. After a minutes, he was done and laid back to hear me out. “Now what is it you want to know?” He asked as he pant heavily. “Your scar. How dod you get it?” I asked again. “Quite an adventure, you see,” he started. “But contrary to what you might think, it isn't from battle or any fight. I got this from a woman,” he laughed.

I guess he was on his way to the garden or something. “How may I help you, Saraphina?” He asked, his face rigid as ever. Like Alpha, like Beta. “Uhm, I don't know if I can ask a favor from you. It's really…uhm…” “Please, go straight to the point Saraphina. I can't stand here all day, you know that.” His tone was still firm, radiating the power of a true Beta. Honestly, Draco was perfect as a Beta, and I knew that if anything were to happen to Xavier, he would also make a great Alpha; he had the aura.

I purred as I used my left hand to sink her head further into my muff pie. My right palm quickly typed in the hacking code. 30 seconds later I was seeing thermal images of Mitch and Kitty — holy motherfucker, that dirty little slut. She was getting it on with a werewolf. Well, I couldn’t blame a bitch, Mitch was hot if you're into a conceited, big-headed chocolate Adonis. My eyes blushed. The mutt was tearing up that pussy! “Ouch! Amanda, easy with the teeth, girl.” I warned, she was nibbling too hard. Amanda got mad and stood to her feet. She started to get dressed. “What's wrong?”

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.

In the rhythmic beat of the music, I found fleeting comfort, a temporary escape from the ache in my chest. The pulsing rhythm filled the air, heightening As the dance floor beckoned, I stumbled onto its chaotic stage, becoming a mere silhouette in the sea of pulsating lights. The music became a distorted lullaby, easing the pain momentarily. A mysterious stranger, like a shadow emerging from the haze, locked eyes with me, drawing me into an unexplainable connection that transcended the blurred reality. In my intoxicated state, liquid courage surged through my veins, dulling the inhibitions that would have held me back. The stranger's gaze seemed to pull at the very essence of my being, and w

“Don’t fight it, Damien. Give in. You know you want to…” With a frustrated growl, my hand trailed down to my throbbing cock, the soap serving as a lubricant as I began to stroke myself. Scarlett's voice filled my head, her words driving me insane with utmost desire. "That's it, Damien," she purred. "Stroke that cock for me. Imagine it's me wrapped around you, taking you deep into my mouth, straight into my throat." I couldn't resist her any longer, my hips bucking and moving as I imagined my cock buried deep inside her warm, wet mouth.

I wanted to bury my cock so deep inside her that she felt me for weeks. Mine, I think, dark and possessive. That was yesterday. Today, she’s here trying to flirt with everyone but me. Her fingers are in Mason’s hair. Mason. My beta. The idiot who decided silver was a good look for a beta wolf. “Tss. Stop it. I told you, chicks dig this hair type.” Mason chuckles, tilting his head into her touch like a puppy begging for scratches. “It’s giving… futuristic fuckboy. Very on-brand for you.”

she begins, "several years ago, about the alpha's son - Adam - and his destined mate. The daughter of Alexander, the overthrown alpha of the skyline pack, and Freya, the most powerful witch in all the seven packs." I exhale sharply, my brows furrowing in thought. "So Tammy - Arabella, she is a..." "Witch, yes. A werewolf, also yes," she pauses, her expression darkening. "And she must be stopped before she is fully bound to Adam-" "It's too late for that, I fear." Matilda's head snaps towards me, eyes burning. "What do you mean?" "They mated on the night of the full moon." The room is silent for a beat. Then, Matilda slams her hand onto the altar, her voice rising in fury. “And you did nothin