Book 2 of Love, Monsters and Magic. After The Avengers deal with Loki for the second time and he is returned to Asgard bound in titanium shackles, Fury lets the avengers leave the ship on the condition that they all stay together. The team moves into STARK Towers and although they are no longer living on the aircraft...
"Now, Now put the gun down there's no need for violence." He stepped towards me and kicked me back, it was an unexpected blow I didn't fall and I went to shoot him once i'd steadied myself but he grabbed my shooting arm and twisted. I gasped in pain. "Just like your father. I guess I'm going to have to do this earli...
Read for clintasha and pepperony action! (Or Clintmacintasha and pepperony pizza :D)
Clint writes letters to Natasha during his times of struggle but they are most definitely not meant to be read by anyone but himself. This is the story of two assassins and their struggle to find emotional communication, something they both pretty much suck at.
Hey guys! well this is the first story I've ever written and all my friends loved it and convinced me to post it so here you go! As always i don't own anything, the characters reserved to Marvel, the fan art is something i just found and edited i don't own anything except the story. Summary: Clint Barton and Natasha R...
A Clint and Natasha/Hawkeye and Black Widow Fan fiction. Set after the Avenger Initiative. Why don't you read to find out what happens?
Agent Clint Barton is sent to Hungary where he must take out the infamous Black Widow. He knows she is a ruthless killer, what he doesn't know is that they'd end up falling in love.
Budapest. What do you think happened? Clint and Natasha made the hardest of decisions. And it may lead to a death. Of her? Of him? Of Bobbi? Of Fury? Of whom? What could possibly happen? The danger arises in a small town, continuing onto Budapest. The hotel room. The Soviets after Clint and Natasha both. The Americans...
~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex...
