female hydra fanfiction

2 chapters will be uploaded on daily basis i.e. 14 Chapters will be uploaded every week apart from the bonus chapters. 1 Bonus Chapter will be uploaded for every 50 Power Stones or 1000 Collections. All interested readers can read advanced chapters on: [email protected]/Heroicverse ××××××××××××××× Henry Stark, a time traveler, Tony Stark's younger brother, the second heir of Stark Industries, and the most flamboyant playboy in New York. He was kidnapped by Hydra right from the start! "Fuck! Other people's Cheats can kill anyone in seconds, but my system is lost?" Henry, who was injected with a mysterious serum and starved to the point of being skin and bones, complained crazily in the dark laboratory. Until a ray of sunlight shone into the cell. Will you become stronger by basking in the sun? Infinite growth in strength, speed, and defense? "Hydra, you are done!" From then on, the Marvel world had an extra Superman with a unique style. He basked in the sun during the day, beat up villains at night, and occasionally had to save his troublesome brother Tony. "Tony, stop playing with tin cans and come for Sunbathe!" THIS IS A TRANSLATION. Support Me at Pat Reon 40 Advanced chapters at: [email protected]/Heroicverse Replace @ with a. Image is not Mine.

Ethan Ross dies expecting nothing… but wakes up inside the Marvel Universe as a top leader of Hydra. With limitless resources, secret bases, and a global spy network, he isn’t surviving—he’s playing the game on easy mode while groups like the Avengers fight on the surface. Then he unlocks his true advantage: a private Divine Realm where anyone he captures becomes part of his domain—and where he is absolutely unstoppable. Heroes, villains, even mutants slowly turn into pieces in his growing collection as he manipulates everything from the shadows. But when someone starts treating gods like trophies, how long before the entire world turns against him? And when they do… will it even be enough?

Just yesterday I didn't bother anyone, lived a peaceful life, but was killed by a stool. Well, who knew, maybe calling those guys doversts was superfluous... In any case, after death, it wasn't hell that awaited me, but something worse: a distant, dark future and Tzeentch, who granted me the ability to endlessly be reborn, effectively immortality. And it sounds good, but in practice... in the distant, dark future, there is only war and forty thousand ways to die in the name of someone else's goals.

Guys a good Marvel fan fic, it's a TL, and for entertainment only. Real author: Mr.Mo Real Synopsis: Clark an 8 year old created a shoddy Hydra organisation with his friend in a toilet. "Gabri, it's your turn." A little boy with a strong build and a serious face handed a knife in his hand to a fat boy named Gabri. Gabri hesitated and reached out to take the knife, nervous even with the fat on his face. The flesh is trembling "Clark, do you really want to do this? Can't we just give a high five or shake hands or something?" Gabri slowly moved around his left hand with the knife, gesticulating around it, but in the end he couldn't muster up the courage to cut his finger. Many years later. The vast universe, the end of the starry sky. A desolate aura suddenly spread out, causing ripples in the space, and then he saw a door opening in the dark universe. On the other side of the door, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the edge of the door. The big blue hands had blue veins popping out on the surface. Just a hand stretched out from the door, and the terrifying aura it brought caused the entire universe to tremble, as if the entire universe was afraid of the existence on the other side of the door. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the universe "What's this?" Clark looked at the door in front of him and the big blue hand that appeared from the other side of the door, and tilted his head in confusion. The terrifying aura on the other hand's hand shocked even him. After a while later. He stepped into the door. Appearing again, people have arrived at an extremely towering tree. Behind him was a towering tree of unknown height, and where he came from was just an ordinary fruit on this towering tree. Through this fruit, Clark can even see some scenes happening inside the Marvel world "This is where I came from?!" Clark exclaimed. Then he turned around and looked at another door in the distance. Then he flew towards that direction resolutely!

A five-year-old girl remembers her past life and realizes she has been reborn into the Marvel Universe. Then, months later, disaster strikes.

One rainy day, a class president was sent on a simple errand, but fate had other plans. For reasons unknown, he finds himself in the Marvel universe, armed only with his knowledge of future events. To survive, he must grow stronger, adapt, and perhaps even alter the course of history itself. As the New York invasion shakes the world, hidden organizations step out of the shadows, each seeking to shape the future. Can he navigate this web of power, hold on to what he has built, and escape the snares of betrayal? Or will he fall alongside Hydra… or something even darker? The choice has been made—now he must face the consequences. patreon.com/posts/im-for-hydra-130376553

In a the world of Duoluo Dalu, Yu Xiaotian is born as a twin of Yu Xiaogang, into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, only to be scorned for his so-called defective martial soul. His spirit appears as a mutilated wyrm, dismissed as useless by his own family. Born in a world were only the strong is honoured and in a clan were only the dragons are respected, a reincarnated soul leads a path of dominance, using his wit and cheat. A/N: I am not gonna announce the FML ahead of schedule. #NoHarem #NotTranslation #OPhero

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?