Stephen Strange Cape Novels & Stories

he said, his lips turning into a pout as he realized how smelly he was currently. Jai snickered and patted his friend’s shoulder. “Let’s find a guard and ask direction to the loo, ‘ight?” And then, they walked away. In another place… Under the night sky… A tall figure with white cape was standing atop a mountain. His face was secured by the hood but the visible jawline was compact, tipping off into masculine. Another figure then appeared. This one had a black cape on, but his cape had no hoodie to cover his head. Instead, there was a pointy hat on the place of the hood. The face of this figure was also secured, even more so from the white figure because the face area was as black as the blac

It had the setting of simple and casual with nothing hanging in the wall, lack of mighty and high chandelier, yet it exuded a majestic and pure feeling, that made her feel very comfortable in there. The water from the pool glistened under the sunset and it called at her as it reflected the very sky and let a beautiful blue hue all over. The beautiful serene had made her want to go closer, inch closer to such a beautiful sight before she heard footsteps behind her and stopped herself. Turning around, she found the man from earlier, the man in whose house she was coming down. He was still dressed in the way he was. His steps were still so elegant, graceful and poised. His tall figure exuded be

She said patting his chest, she was wearing a dark red dress with spaghetti straps and a necklace that complemented her complexion. "Let's go, we are late." Giovanni comes in, wearing the same outfit as his brother, except the colour is different and the cape is short. "Here is a cape!" Kleyton comes in with a white cape, Max snatched the cape away from him and put it on Jayla's shoulders. "It is important to wear the cape?" She asked Max who was helping her. "Yeah, it's important in our world." He said, he sighed softly and took her hand.

He was wearing a black cape that was deliberately cut into two, there was a crescent moon orbited by a gale of wind emblem in that cape. And above all that man was emitting an aura far different than how he has usually been; it was far more, powerful. On the other side of the battle field stood a lone woman, she was wearing a below the knee black dress and a wide hat that covers half of her face. The side of the woman’s mouth lifted, growing into a more devious smile, it sent shivers to Joanna’s body before the space morphed.

I joked. We wandered a bit, looking at the Marvel character items they had until Gina drug me over to the model she told me about. It was pewter, and Captain America was preparing to throw his shield. I knew Rowen had to have it, so I grabbed it. I ended up getting a Hulk model for Jax, and they had a model of Thor’s hammer for Colby, Neither of those were limited edition, but Molly, and Melissa assured me my brothers didn’t have them. Just because I knew Rowen would appreciate it, I bought my first ever Captain America sweatshirt.

Jess stood up from the bed and stepped in the water that had fallen. “Crap.” Jess said annoyed and made her way out of the room and down the hall, opening the door to a small closet. The closet gave her a sense of Deja-vu, but she didn’t know why. She looked around in the room but saw nothing that really looked familiar, so she grabbed a mop, but as she turned to leave though, something caught her eye. Jess looked up at the shelves at the top of the room. Behind some old pillows was an old-green bag. Jess pulled it down. It looked like someone’s old hiking bag. On one of the zippers was a broke white painted wooden flower that some part of a name on it – sica. Jess frowned as she ran her thu

"Good work. Tell Antonio, 'Eagle's Wings' are secured." I nodded, allowing the cryptic message to sink in. As I turned to leave, my gaze swept across the warehouse. That was when I saw him – Lorenzo, standing near a pillar, conversing with someone. My curiosity sparked and I edged closer. The person beside Lorenzo wore a hoodie, face hidden but a flash of red lipstick caught my attention. Sophia? I froze, unsure. Lorenzo's companion sensed my gaze and swiftly pulled the hoodie tighter, concealing her face.

I took deep breaths when my brown eyes made eye contact with his grey mysterious eyes. ' he is handsome creation of God . ' my brain screamed reading his Greek god-like features through my eyes. But his eyes cause something in me. Seems like his beautiful features themselves are telling me a dark ugly story of him. Only by looking at his eyes does my sixth sense shout ' he is not looking a good guy although he is handsome. a suggestion is you should run or leave in a short period before welcoming yourself into any unwanted trouble ' After clearing my dry throat I said " hello I am kashvi and I am here to drop your son to you. I think you remember me we had talked on cell a while before "

​The Capacitor Hall ​When they reached the east wing, the smell hit them, the scent of ozone, burnt fur, and terror. ​The shifters were suspended in glass pods, their bodies crisscrossed with glowing violet tubes that hummed with a sickening, high-pitched whine. In the center of the hall stood the "Master Capacitor", a towering pillar of obsidian that was currently glowing with a frantic, stolen light. ​"Leo! Look!" Maya pointed to the far end of the hall.

Salvatore barely made it to the entrance before strong arms seized him from behind. "No—please, no—" he cried out, struggling, but it was useless. They slammed him onto the ground and dragged him toward Steven. Dust clung to his knees as he was forced to kneel, trembling, his breathing labored. He should’ve stood tall. Fought back. That was what a Conti did. But there was no honor to salvage—not when his men lay dead, not when Alessandro’s loyal beasts were nowhere in sight. And Steven—he was unlike anyone Salvatore had dealt with. There was a coldness about him, not rage, just steady control that made him more terrifying.