Stucky Marvel Novels & Stories

The blades were dented, and the figure stumbled back, colliding with a cabinet behind him. “fancy my new toy. I made it myself. I call it Dragon's Tail! ” Mr. Starkridge exclaimed, his face flushed. With every stroke he threw, one could see his malicious intent. The tail would constantly miss the figure's head by a few inches. Because of his disguise, it was difficult to detect the figure's terror, but it was clearly terrified, judging by how less aggressive it became. It stopped attacking and began focusing its motions on defence, attempting to avoid being hit by that monstrous tail.

"Going to crawl over here and say you're sorry?" Mystical Chubby said, eyeing Montez as he licked the last crumbs from his fingers. "You... Have you any idea who my uncle is? I promise you, you're not leaving here on your own two feet today!" Montez spat back, his pride wounded but not his resolve. He had a sneaking suspicion that Mystical Chubby's abilities surpassed those of a martial general, but he had his own ace up his sleeve. He was not intimidated by some martial general wannabe.

It was clear from the satin nightshirt and pants. When I looked into the mirror, I noticed the embroidery on the lapel! “VR” Seriously! I told them I wasn’t a damn royal! That just showed you! They knew absolutely nothing about the vampires and dhampirs. Only male vampires were royal! It was such an insult in my mind, that I quickly took off the shirt and tried to look for something to undo the “R” but there was nothing in the room. I ended up scratching at it with my nail until I finally got it off. I left the “V” behind because I liked it. Putting my shirt back on, I made myself comfortable in bed, thinking I would probably be up all night.

Pari looked directly ahead with an evil look and said, “And now, I will say only one thing at the end which will be accepted by all of you. That is if Mr.Stone is given a chance, then he would definitely prefer to marry his company than some girl. Don’t you think?” With that everyone, I mean everyone along with Di and staff burst out laughing. Press meeting ended, and I left for my cabin glaring at each one of them who is just trying to control their laughter. How dare she said such a thing about me? I thought, pacing in my cabin fuming. I am nothing like that, right? I questioned myself. Look what she did, even I am having doubts about myself. Let her come then I will tell her…

After hearing Barry's explanation, Rowan nodded in apparent understanding. "Tigers might be fierce, but they wouldn't harm or eat their own offspring. Tell me, Mr. Stewart... There are some among us humans—well, parents, to be exact—who repeatedly push their children into miserable and helpless situations. Are such people worse than animals?" Rowan's words indirectly imply that Barry was less than an animal. Barry couldn't pretend not to understand, and his expression darkened immediately. Barry was in a predicament, but Rowan's repeated sarcasm and taunting got on his nerves.

If she didn't hear from me soon, she was supposed to hurry to the engineering department. Suddenly, the guy stopped scrolling through his phone, and I realized that he was sucking on the lollipop. I watched as he took it out of his mouth and held it up, offering it to me. He glanced up at me, and I couldn't help but notice how golden his hair was. He wore his long hair tied back in a ponytail, and he sprouted a small goatee. His golden eyes were sharp and piercing, making me feel uneasy. He was wearing a basketball outfit, and I could see that he had an athletic build.

Stella answered and smiled at him. They started eating the cake that Theo bought, they were in the middle of eating when someone stopped in front of them. "I can smell both of you!" The woman told them, and Theo looked at Stella. "What are you talking about?" Theo asked the woman, "I can smell your stinky furs!" The woman answered. Stella immediately held Theo's arm and shook her head. "We don't have any idea about what you are saying." Stella answered and grabbed her latte. "Let's go?" She asked Theo, and he nodded his head at her.

Anne cocked her head towards the direction, "Let's go party." Jace lander stood there swirling his drink his eyes steadily observing the pretty black woman like a hawk, he also noticed her two friends standing beside her, the blonde haired one looked like a chatter box while the Asian looked more reserved. "You are never gonna walk up to her are you?" He turned to see his best friend Ade glaring at him. "Honestly man, you are the most ruthless leader of a mafia organisation, rumors fly around that you eat human babies and drink blood." He whispered and jace chuckled at the last part of his statement, "But you can't walk up to a lady you admire and let your feelings out."

With the force of a volcano, he yelled “That bitch Stasia made a Kobayashi Maru. Meant to fail, so you understand failure happens in life. Fucking bullshit! What game is she playing? The lose of a Luna is devastating to a pack.” “I am the bitch. Everyone, please settle down,” Stasia turns out to be the human at Canon funeral. The fucking chick with ass. She stood a 5 ft something, all in black. I had no idea they made jump boots that small. Black cargo paints, black t-shirt, never looked so fucking sexy. A glock strapped to her side, knifes everywhere. Brown hair braided and put in buns. Blue piercing eyes. Fuck me please, I think I am in love. At least for the night. “Stop drooling Mark.

“Okay” ******************* As we approached our lockers a guy walked towards us, I recognized him as the quarterback, his name was Shane. He and Cara dated for a while last year and he still tried all he could to get back together with her. Cara on the other hand had moved on but it didn’t stop her from letting him think he had a chance with her. He shoved his wavy hair back away from his face and smiled. “Hi Cara” She looked away from her locker and glanced at him for a hot second.