Wanda Maximoff Elizabeth Olsen Novels & Stories

I ended up curled up in a corner of my closet, sitting on my hands so I wouldn't put my fist through a wall. That's where Derek found me. He stood at the door of my closet. I lifted a lip and snarled at him. Slowly he walked in and crouched in front of me. "Kimber, what's wrong?" The wolf inside me was growling in fury. I held onto my control by the thinnest of threads as my eyes locked on to Derek's. "My name is Elizabeth Anne Summers. I like books and computers. I hate watching TV. I don't need a babysitter or to be entertained constantly. I miss my best friend. I miss my fucking horrible job and my quiet, empty apartment, and I want to go home."

“They have been keeping company for so long, they are the reason I haven’t died of boredom.” The first to step forward is a young woman with sharp eyes and jet black hair, Wanda always told me that her whole family is culturally and continentally diverse because her aunts and uncles from her father’s side were all getting married to people from different part of the continents, so it’s not a shock that while Wanda is half American, half African, her cousin is half American, half Spanish. “This is my cousin, Isa. She’s the one I always rave about at work. She goes to NYU, final year.” Wanda says, gesturing at her.

"Oh yeah, you really understand the meaning of loyalty!" Andrew found Jake amusing and laughed. "Well, if you won't talk, I'll just have to call Natasha over here." Jake was stunned, then sneered. "If you're going to bluff, at least make it believable. You're just a staff of Rhodes Corporation. Who do you think you're to call Madam Vostkoff over? Do you even know her nickname? Ever heard of the Black Widow? She's the most powerful woman in Jayrodale." Andrew ignored him and proceeded to dial Natasha's number.

They happened to see Wade’s wife, Wanda Jacobs. Wanda was a TV station star as well as a famous socialite in Alaska. The announcement by the Larsen family regarding the severance of the father-son relationship with Wayne earlier was handled by Wanda... Wanda wished dearly that Wayne could break ties with the Larsen family so that all the wealth and social connections of the Larsen family would belong to Wade in the future. Hence, she was especially eager to work on this matter. She even directly used the channels of the TV station to release this news.

"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.

Instead of a bed, green smoke greeted her the moment she entered. "You failed?" an eerie voice demanded. Mona huffed with anger. "Yes, they are suspecting me. Their Alpha king threw me into their dungeon for interrogation. That fool Dane changed ships. He is now favoring Kyra. He refused to help me" Mona complained. That eerie voice belongs to the queen witch named WANDA who was killed by Kaiser. Wanda is 500 years old witch and is so powerful. Just burning her body was not enough. Her essence was still around, waiting for a body to take. But she can only take the body of a person who is born from a witch, and carries a part of Wanda. That person should be Wanda's own daughter, powerful enou

Cole put his arm around Wanda. He had his nose in the air. “Luna, let me introduce you. This is Wanda, my fiancee. “Her father is Mr. William Quinn, the vice president of Genesis Group. “You just said your dad bought Genesis Group? Are you trying to be Wanda’s stepmom?” Everyone in the room burst into laughter. Wanda waved her hand with disdain. “That’s enough. Stop wasting your time on this crazy woman. Have security guards throw her out. Just looking at her ruins my appetite.”

Thomas asked when he called with the information. Elena looked at her reflection in her office window…designer suit, confident posture, eyes that held secrets and strength. The omega who'd fled Silvermoon was truly dead. In her place stood someone far more dangerous: a woman with the power to save or destroy them. "Yes. Use the Cross Industries shell company. Make sure our interest seems purely financial." "And your personal security?" "I'll handle my own protection." She flexed her hand, remembering Morgan's lessons. "I'm not the same person who left three years ago."

She slowly reached for her mask with her right hand. “I am what people call the Witch of Hell, the Harbinger of Darkness but people know me by a more famous name.” The woman took off her mask and unveiled her face that was hidden. “My name is Roosevelt Scarlett, the Scarlett Witch. And your great ancestor.” The woman said once she took her mask off.

Queen Elizabeth stood at the center, observing and supervising her workers. Elizabeth was a young woman who was a little younger than Anaya. She had blond hair and bright blue eyes. She had an hourglass shape and wore a bright-red dress. As the large wall burst open, everyone in the room turned around. Elizabeth's eyes widened the moment she saw Anaya. “Micheal was right,” Anaya said as her face contoured with anger. Derren and the warrior wolves lined up behind Anaya, and Derren asked. “Should we proceed with trashing this place?"