y/n is brought in by fury to be held in Lokis old cell. How will the avengers react to a stranger being brought into their home? Better yet how will y/n react to being brought back to the one place she never wanted to return too, and what will happen when she see's two blue eyes following her every move? I don't own the rights to any character other than y/n

You're a half-Jotun Valkyrie who has to live with the Avengers after helping them during a battle. Then Thor brings Loki to join the team. Can either of you thaw your frozen bruised hearts?

Direct sequel to Loki and the Witchling

You are a healer working with the Avengers when Loki comes to join the team! Previous #1 in Fanfiction

His mumbling ceased and he turned around slowly, his hands clenched into a fist. As he spoke, his eyes travelled down her body, assessing her strengths and weaknesses from the way she stood to the weapons she carried. "Have you come to kill me?" his gruff voice asked. When Hydra's greatest weapon, the winter soldier, escapes their control, they have no choice but to bring in a new spy and assassin to fill her position. Anastasia is quick, deadly and invincible. Experimented on, she has the incredible capability of healing from most injuries, in seconds. Her skills and talents have earned her respect and her reputation is one to be feared, even though she is only fifteen years-old. When she is given the job of taking out the Hydra's mortal enemies, the Avengers, she prepares herself for every possible situation. But she is not prepared for the truth that has been hidden from her for so long. And with everything that she has done, how can she find trust and protection when everyone wants her dead or in a cage? This book is FINISHED The cover is made by @zmswift

I'm always at a crossroads. My family wants me dead and The Avengers don't trust me. I've never felt so alone. I need to stop my father. I need to find a way to control my powers. I need to find a way to stop the God of Mischief from getting into my book collection. -- "Look at it this way, you been given an opportunity to turn over a new leaf. You can either push it to the side or you'll take that leaf. Maya, I know how hard it is to come back from the dark but just remember that without the dark there is no light. There is no balence. No harmony. No harmony, no stability. It is up to you. Either you will stay in your cell and close yourself off from the world or you'll embrace yourself for who you are and do some good to make up for past mistakes. The decision doesn't lie with Fury or even me, it all lies with you. Whether you'll get up and fight or let the dark things consume you." "So how do I overcome the dark?" "Simple. Find some light to guide you." RECENTLY COMPLETED ✅

How can the Avengers recover from the tragedy that has befallen them? Will they ever be able to move on? Will they ever have to...? Sequel to my first story, Away We Go. (Amazing covert art by JohnlockedIn221B.)

*UNDERGOING EDITING* A year after the incident with Loki, the Avengers are assembled once again. But, this time, there is no crisis- at the moment. There's a new recruit at S.H.I.E.L.D, or a 'prisoner' as she calls herself. She's a complete mystery. They have no idea how powerful she is or where she's from; she's not in any system of any computer they've searched. It's almost like she'd never existed before they'd found her. But, someone out there, besides the Avengers, knows of her existence, and after receiving a series of bone chilling threats, it's apparent that this someone will stop at nothing to end it. (All Avengers characters belong to Marvel. This story is for entertainment purposes only). [Cover art by JohnlockedIn221B]

Sequel to Punching Bag! My heart is beating about as fast as I'm spinning the two rings around my finger. I stare out the jet windows at the changing landscape, so different from where I just was. I pause and look down at the rings with nostalgia staining my tongue. A smile curves my lips up when I fiddle with the bottom shining silver band with the little A on it and then the little spider on the other. "You need to calm down. Even I can hear your heartbeat." Natasha tells me calmly as she flies. A moment passes with her searching jade eyes on mine before I sigh. "It's been three months," I tell her green eyes as she suppresses a smile. "I've been gone longer. This was your chance to stretch your legs, Jo, and you did extremely well." She reassures me. "What's bothering you?" Natasha pushes slightly, knowing I'm not telling her something. My eyes roll. "Are you forgetting I didn't exactly have permission to leave? And how adamant everyone was that I shouldn't have?" She raises an eyebrow. "Everyone?" She repeats and I deflate slightly in surrender. She was on my side, mostly. "You're over eighteen and legally allowed to make your own decisions. The team has no hold on you, Jo." I fix her with an incredulous glare and her lips twitch. "Other than affection." Sighing, I press my lips together. "Right. And that has no hold on me." It's been three years since the events in Punching Bag and three months since Jo left to be on her own. Returning back to the facility has its own set of problems though. Including a stubborn Steve Rogers, broken-hearted Peter Parker, and an American public that Jo must win over to be an Avenger. And even more surprises down the line... *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE SCENES AND CHARACTERS I CREATE*

"Hold on!" He asks vehemently. "What do you want?" I ask, irritated. His blue eyes widen and still manage to shine in the dim moonlight, his dark, golden hair looking like a halo on his head. America's golden boy he is. He hesitates at my question, as if he doesn't even know himself. "Why don't you come back with me? I can get you some food, a warm bed, some clean clothes?" He offers kindly. I look at him skeptically. "Back where? Your ivory tower?" I sass. He presses his lips together before jumping to the other dumpster. "Look, I just want to help. It doesn't matter what the press says. They get a lot wrong anyway." He shoots a smile down at me to try and win me over. "Well, that's wonderfully patriotic of you," I hop down and start walking down the alley away from him. "but no thanks." I slip my thumbs under the straps of my backpack and clutch on. Steve Rogers appears next to me in seconds, walking with me. I create distance between us, making sure we don't touch. Before he opens his mouth, I stop us both, my temper flaring up. "Look, I have no interest in being your charity case. I don't want to be in the press, used as an example of how good the Avengers are, or any of that shit. I just want to be left alone!" I huff, pulling my backpack tighter against my back to resist punching Captain America. Steve's eyes go to my still bloody knuckles in the dim light and his eyebrows furrow even further. "Oh, dear god." I complain at seeing more concern on his face. Before he can put a gentle hand on my shoulder and give me a rousing speech about justice or something I kick him hard in the balls. As soon as he leans over I start sprinting. I reach another dumpster and jump on top of it, then leap to the nearest fire escape. Then, I'm on the roof and feel like I'm flying. Some people've gotta learn the hard way; not everyone wants to be saved. SEQUEL 'Into the Ring' IS UP NOW! *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.*