Wanda Maximoff Comics Novels & Stories

I bring out a paper from my pocket and hand it to him, a brown skinned woman with long braids smiling. “Damn Alisha, are you following these people?” there’s horror all over his face. “Stalking is a punishable offense.” I wave my hand to dismiss whatever topic is brewing in his head. “I want to eliminate Wanda first; do you think you can do it as soon as possible?” At first he looks uncomfortable, but then he shoves both the paper containing the names and addresses, with the wrinkled photograph into his pocket. “Whatever,” I feel guilty lying to him but the real reason why I want Wanda dead is because she’s friends with Arya, and perhaps if her dear friend gets injured, Arya and Devon will r

It wasn't even little at this point, it was huge. And to think my uncle joined forces with Kai. The Lady Xylah housemaid spoke off must have been Xylah. Now a lot of things were making sense to me, I bet that wolf that nearly wanted to kill her was from them. It was crazy though, seeing that a lot of alphas supported them means I would have to be careful. Maybe I can beg Sophia and ask for her cooperation without alerting them. I'm starting to feel they have more allies than me, for the maids to obey them more than they could obey me.

"She just lost a bet. Why did they have to push her to this point? Her injury hasn't even healed, and they're making her apologize. Wanda's just being too tolerant!" After standing up straight, Wanda spoke up, "Three months ago, I made a bet with Millie's fashion design studio. "The one who could bring in the famous international designer, Aurora, would be the winner of the fashion industry. On the other hand, the loser would have to leave the industry and publicly apologize. "Therefore, I hereby accept the loss and will honor the bet." Wanda hadn't fully recovered yet, so speaking was still hard for her. Each word felt like it tore at her throat and brought her to tears. So, every tear she

I suddenly felt that Wanda was extremely pathetic as I looked at her contorted face that was filled with jealousy. Even though she had a happy family and immense power now, she was still miserable. The healers rushed into the room after hearing the commotion. They grabbed Wanda and said, "You're not supposed to cause a fuss in the clinic, miss. Please be quiet." I got to my feet and looked at Wanda, who was struggling against the healers. "You're a Luna. I'm sure you don't want the media to snap photos of you behaving like this and spreading it all over the news, right?"

What if we get busted? Wanda said: [Oh please, you’re just worrying too much. There can’t be such a coincidence... You don't have a crush on him, do you?] Sadie replied: [What? I'm the general manager of Wolfenden Corp. How is there any possibility I'd have a crush on a poor roughneck like him?] Holding her phone, Wanda edited her message several times before sending it. [You’re right! Tell me where he is. I'll punish him for having the guts to make my best friend angry!]

"How the hell did she even get near the cords to try whatever she's trying? She's supposed to be with Alex and Jayden locating Kayla." "Perhaps now would be a good time to use that device you carry in your back pocket to call the others," the elf suggested. At the same time, Wanda collapsed on the floor, her screams turned to whimpers as it seemed the attack was over. She laid there, tears flowing from her eyes as she tried to regain her breath from the residual effects of the attack. Her body appeared relaxed, however, no longer pulled taut from the struggle.

Several times, she reached out to knock on the heavy wood, only to pull her trembling hand back. Suddenly, the heavy doors opened from the inside. "Come in!" The person opening the door was Wanda. She was dressed in luxurious clothes, every single strand of her hair styled flawlessly. Two omega maids stood behind her, carrying exquisitely wrapped gifts. Clearly, she had fully reclaimed her status as a noble Luna. Wanda stared down at the haggard she-wolf with lifeless eyes standing before her. The woman's pheromones were thick with a bitter despair that seemed to make the very air around them heavier.

“And I’m not the only one. Lily and the others are working on a plan to expose the real killer. But we need you—your powers—to make it work.” I hesitated, looking at my chained hands. “My powers… they don’t work while I’m in this.” “Don’t worry,” she said softly. “Just leave that to me.” Her hand—tiny and glowing—touched mine. Warmth spread through my body, dissolving the cold. For the first time in days, I let myself smile, just barely. “You’re really bad at giving up, you know that?” Wanda grinned. “You’re one to talk. Now, come on—we have a kingdom to save.”

He might have lost this battle, but the war was far from over. --- **Back at the Hospital…** Wanda lay in the hospital bed, her body still weak but her mind sharp. She thought about Ethan, about the mysterious ally who had appeared out of nowhere to offer her a lifeline. She didn’t know who he was or why he was helping her, but she knew she had to take the chance. She couldn’t stay under Michael’s control any longer. She couldn’t let him break her. She had to fight, to reclaim her freedom, to protect her child.

Wanda screamed with anger. Everyone understood why once the blood cleared all the mud off Mona's body. "Princess Mona?" the witches gasped with shock. Wanda frowned. She summoned a mirror and took a good look at the body she claimed. "No, how is the possible? Why is this Mona's body? Where is Kyra?" Wanda thrashed the mirror with anger. Mona's body is not strong enough to hold Wanda's full potential. Only Kyra's body is. That's the reason Kyra was isolated and targeted for two decades waiting for this day. When this day finally arrived, Wanda ended up Mona's body instead.