All Might Iron Man Suit Novels & Stories

"I hoped I would never have to open it. But I built it for you." He turned to his son. "Alex," Jackson pointed to a suit. "You are the leader now." Alex walked up to a mannequin. The suit was sleek, black, woven with optic fibers. It had a built-in neural link for hacking on the fly. "This is..." Alex touched the fabric. "Polymer mesh. Bulletproof. And it syncs with your glasses," Jackson said. Next, Jackson turned to Mia. "My fighter." He handed her a pair of collapsed batons made of dark metal. "Vibranium alloy. Shock absorption. And the boots have magnetic soles for climbing."

Mark felt like a car hit him, but the robotic suit absorbed most of the inertia from the impact. Now on his back, Mark had to put the armored suit to work, and he used it to block the reinforced, flexible titanium that covered 2Pac’s four knuckles. Mark tried to block every punch that 2Pac attempted to bring down on his half-exposed face. One punch from 2Pac slipped through. The metal man’s fist contacted the top part of the robotic suit’s hyper-alloy helmet. Mark had to get 2Pac off of him and he knew if the robot punched him in the face, he would break every bone in his jaw.

I jumped in my shower though, hurrying to wash the blood off me. I jumped out and headed to my closet. Every single suit I had in there was solid black, not an inch of bronze anywhere to be found. I rolled my eyes. “God, The Otherside sucks.” I said to Titan, who agreed. I snapped to produce a better suit, and it came in black as well. “Fuck.” I said out loud. So my powers were here, but they think it’s hilarious to ruin my fashion sense. Ugh. I put the black suit on and luckily I found one pair of bronze shoes in my closet that I happily threw on. A little is better than none. “Ok, now that we have figured that out, let’s head to TwentyOne.” I told Titan.

“The guy on the front looks familiar. Is this the Iron Man?” “Yeah, he is a superhero, but he has no real powers...just money. So, he built a suit to fight the villains.” I started to put the MCU movies on her bookcase in order. “There are some people who say that Ironman is just a rip-off. Because he has no powers, he is just filthy rich....” “Like Batman?” Samantha asked before looking very confused and deep in thought. “Yeah! Exactly!” I was excited, “you know Batman?”

He took a few deep breaths before continuing. “Then… after everything ends, out of fear, he accepts the offer from that scum to wear what I thought were favorite suits of all the time. That suit was actually the item or whatever it is that could hide that scum from the sense of the powerful being like Mr.Zhu,” Cyrus said and looked at Zhu WUshang who nodded in acknowledgment after hearing that. “Ah… So that’s why I can’t detect him… Then, when Arman jumped into the incinerator with that Romulus, his suit got burnt in the process, that’s why I suddenly detected him.” Zhu Wushang concluded.

I unclicked my helmet and set it aside as he did the same. "Emma, it's good to meet you." I looked up to his dark, almost-black eyes. His frame was a lot bigger than mine, which surprised me because in space, it was a lot harder to build and keep muscle on. He had a warm smile-a hungry smile. I watched as his eyes took in my space suit. They lingered on my chest, which was tightly covered with the black suit material. I wished it were fitted a little looser. It tightly hugged my full breasts, almost to the point where if I moved around too much or if my belt were any tighter, it would burst open. His eyes continued down my body, seeing the yellow-greenish metal belt that hung right under my

That suit. That suit! Aiden clearly has no idea at all how damn sexy he looks in it. He looks pretty hot in his battered leather jacket, in a rough-around-the-edges and slightly dangerous sort of way. It’s a look that tells the world that he can look after himself so don’t try anything funny. Aiden in the suit? That’s the look that says: you should never have underestimated him, because he has now outwitted and defeated all your goons, dismantled your secret mountain lair, stolen the blueprints to your secrets and strolled out of the front door with the keys to your Ferrari dangling from his finger, while the mountainside explodes behind him.

The heat of inadequacy stained my face as I gathered the suit about myself, avoiding the man’s penetrating green-eyed gaze. “Bossman,” Kalden whispered after a moment’s hesitation, completely ignoring me as I stood clutching the expensive suit to myself like an idiot. ”There’s something going on outside. We need you, immediately.” The warrior boomed, and i noticed that a sheen of perspiration had formed on his forehead, and that he was no longer in just his party garb from earlier. The man was wearing his fully nettled armor, complete with the golden chest and back plates and the open-fingered iron gloves.

"... I didn't expect it to be under such... delicate circumstances." Icarus, as always, didn't move. He didn't need to. He wore stillness like a crown, like armor forged from shadows themselves. His suit, dark as obsidian and dangerous as a whispered sin, wrapped his body with predatory precision. Each line, each fold, seemed sculpted to tempt destruction. A single black button fastened across his chest, framing the subtle ridge of muscle beneath, as if daring me to imagine how easily it might come undone.

Zayne chimed in through the earpiece. Upon hearing Zayne's instruction, Athena retracts her hand from the katana handle. All of them wear a spandex suit, including Shon, except for Ralph. He said he will look like a group of power rangers. While the spandex is actually coated by the unique material, it will not be easy to tear up or cut through. A squeaking sound from the tree near Shon makes them turn to look at him. He looks like he was talking to that animal, and sometimes he will make a weird gesture. Athena lifts up her eyebrow and tilts her head a bit.