You've always been considered a monster by the many that crossed paths with you. Some believe you were a demigod, others a cursed immortal, and by enemies a weapon. In truth, you were nothing more than a hybrid creature. A child born from A Fallen Angel and a Werewolf. With no recollection or known whereabouts of your parents, you were taken in by Hydra and raised as no more than, what they called, 'A mutt on the field'. The Avengers had discovered you, believing you to be a threat until they realized that you were physically no older than 15. They took you in, and cared for you like one of their own. It's been two years since you've been under their care, and Steve has been the father figure you don't remember having. So when you're required to go on a rescue mission to Germany, you realize that there's more than you've bargained to deal with than ever before, all because of a certain raven haired God. He's supposed to be the bad guy. Right? (A/N: This is literally stemming from a random dream I had, and I know my other stories are yet to be complete, but I'm going to be working on them all at different times. please bear with this author. all marvel characters, art, and songs respectfully belong to the original creators.)

One campus. Two brothers. A girl they swore to never want. Danielle Hayes didn't come to college alone. She came with the two people she's closest to in the whole world: her best friends. Tristan hides a razor-sharp temper behind unshakeable loyalty. Alec wears his heart so openly it almost feels like a trap. Everything was perfect... until one drunken night changed the shape of their world. A slip in judgment. A life-altering mistake. Whispers. Lies. Manipulation disguised as friendship. This isn't just about love. Someone isn't playing fair. Love was never supposed to ruin them. Loyalty was never supposed to hurt this much. Choosing one might mean losing it all. Sometimes the promises you break are the ones that break you.

"Then you'll have no problem with me taking you as prisoner." "Well, I'm making a pros and cons list in my head, and 'super villain who just attacked my city' is kind of a big one on there." Alexandra Clark has been capable of special things her entire life, but has only recently found out. With the help of a renowned genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, she harnesses her abilities. However, soon after, she is taken to Asgard by none other than the God of Mischief. He vows to keep her as ransom until he is given back his scepter. But, what will happen when they begin to see they can help each other in ways they can't begin to imagine? •set right before the battle of New York• highest rankings so far: #1 in marvel #1 in thor #1 in Tony

Book one of The Phoenix Years {Previously Whiskey} Erica Walsh has always considered herself ordinary, dealing with caffeine dependency issues, making it through the workday, drinking plenty of water, and managing her anxiety and depression. Everyday things a woman in her late twenties worries about. Except Erica is anything but ordinary, high-profile past, a highly skilled former S.H.I.E.L.D agent trained by the best. She visits old friends while on vacation, trying to figure out her next move. But, when the newly appointed Captain American and his dysfunctional co-worker/ not friend James "Bucky" Barnes seek her help, Erica finds it more challenging to keep the past in the past.

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino I gasp into his mouth, my hands fisting in his soaked shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer and needing to feel every inch of him against me. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, and I moan, my knees going weak. But he doesn't let me fall. His arms wrap around my waist, holding me up, grounding me, anchoring me to him. The rain pours down around us, but all I feel is heat, his body pressed against mine and his hands in my hair, on my back, everywhere. When he finally pulls back, we're both panting, our foreheads pressed together. "You're mine" he murmurs, his voice rough and possessive. "Say it." "I'm yours" I whisper. "Say it again." "I'm yours, Aaron." Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

One minute you're at the top of your game, and the next, you receive a hit that knocks your skates out from underneath you. Still reeling after an unexpected loss, Ryan Nyberg not only finds himself back in his beachside hometown of Neptune Bay, but a guardian to his 6-year-old nephew. As he slowly begins to learn the ins and outs of what it means to be a parent, he begins to reconnect with Sloane Montgomery, a local woman from his past. Both dealing with grief and their new familial responsibilities, the pair quickly find comfort in one another; there's only one problem - Ryan isn't sticking around once the summer ends. The brewing chemistry between them, however, didn't seem to get the memo.

She left heartbreak in the rearview mirror. He's ready to lace up for her heart. After an F1 driver shatters Olivia's trust, the last thing she expects is to fall for a hockey player. But Jaxon Reed is nothing like her ex-steady, patient, and unexpectedly soft. She's not ready to love again... but he might just make her believe she can. Off the Track & Into the Rink is a slow-burn, second-chance sports romance full of heart, healing, and late-night Mario Kart kisses. Book one in the Hearts on Ice series.

𝗔𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗗𝘂𝗯𝗼𝗶𝘀 was a total 'grump.' Majoring in pastry arts, her seemingly negative personality drove people away. Not that she minded, she had her own little circle of friends that she could trust, it left for no faults. On the other hand, 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗗𝘂𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘁, studying in culinary arts at Stoneridge University. All his life, his sunshine-like personality seemed like a disease, contagious. Causing everyone around him to catch this illness and reciprocate it. She was no different, he was able to pull her out of her shell. Although her tight-knit circle left for no faults, he himself wanted to be apart of that. Sure, he had people constantly surrounding him, but those people weren't her. Once he's found a way into her life, will he stay there or will he be an 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘳 from a far?