Novel & Cerita Avengers Fanfiction Watching Iron Man

I come up with an idea after deciding to shift the subject. "Iron man huh? Is he your favourite Avenger?" I continue, seeing his expression brighten up. "Yeah. He protects people from the baddies, and nothing can stop him because he's like super strong. And, and, he has a super duper cool suit!" He says excitedly bouncing up and down in his seat. I think I've found out how to make him talk. Looks like this guy is an Avengers fan.

the man, guy, calls from the living room, not even pretending not to eavesdrop. He must have cut himself because he cusses. I want to cuss too. If mom sent him here, and he is obviously eavesdropping, it means whatever happens here will be sent straight to my family, I won’t even be surprised if he was wearing a wire. My eyes shut, the brief moments of peace I had eluding me. “He’s like a watchdog.” I drop my voice to a whisper. “Then we have to put on a very good show.” Ivan says with a flat expression, matching my tone. I almost snort.

Mia locks her arms with Ava, winking at her. Avyana just glared at her. " We are WoRkInG." Ava muttered in gritted teeth. Seriously her friend will never change. A total creakhead. Meanwhile~~~ Author pov: He was getting impatient. He wanted to see her. He really wants to see her badly. He can't even focus on his shooting from the morning. Every now and then Avyana keeps on flashing in his mind. He can't forget the doll-like face of her.

That spot is now mine. Marvel is going to make a strong alpha one day, just like me. Everyone keeps saying he is Valentine’s spitting image, but I know he actually looks more like me. Acts more like me too. I don’t think Valentine was as fierce or protective as this kid. Maybe towards Courtney, who was always his best friend growing up, but Marvel’s protectiveness over his mother is on a different level. Probably learned a bit of that from Lucy here. Lucy threatened me quite a bit back in the day too. Marvel definitely has an alpha’s dominance and his possessiveness when it comes to Vivian. When the kid finds his mate, she will have her hands full reigning him in.

"No… This can't be happening…" I murmured. I snatched the phone from the man's hand, wishing I could dive straight into the screen to see for myself. My fingers were shaking, and my wolf let out a guttural snarl. How was this possible? There wouldn't be such coincidences in this world. But the footage didn't lie. The bare-chested man on the screen, muscles taut and back covered in old scars, was Reynolds Mitchell. We belonged to the same pack and had grown up together. After all these years, there was no way I could misidentify my own mate.

Ian promised he’d never be like the other alphas, where he overpowers a werewolf weaker than him with his alpha scent but he could no longer control himself, as the desire to completely dominate Avy was greater than anything he could control. “I guess I’m not so different after all,” Ian mumbled, watching Avery writhe and squirm helplessly, her hands reaching for him while she tightened her thigh and clutched the middle of her leg, barely struggling to refrain from touching herself. “It hurts.” She cried and Ian moved closer and Avery quickly grabbed him. “Hold me, please,” she pleaded but Ian remained still, even though his face was twisted with pain from watching her. He was angry, annoyed

I replied. "I won't let you go until you agree to be mine again, Ava," he said softly. I clicked my tongue, walking away from the kitchen to join the kids in the living room. "Welldone mommy," Aiden said with a smile. "Thank you dear," I replied, pausing to glance at the screen. "What are you guys watching?" "Spider-Man," Diamond replied, and I nodded, trying to focus on the cartoon but my mind wandered back to Julian's words.

Iris POV I haven't agreed yet, and still, I am in captivity. My mind has been imprisoned by Thor, making me unable to close my eyes without being haunted by his enticing whispers in my head. It has been a couple of days, and my dreams are all fantasy about him. Sometimes, I am afraid to look Thor in his eyes, believing that my thirst for him will be seen in my eyes. But since that day that I left his room, turning his offer down to serve me, he has been distant, keeping to himself, in his room most of the days.

Raven insisted. I pried Jenner's grip off and stood up. I went to Raven and pried the fork out of her hand. "Give that to me, Ms stabby. You are still healing from those nasty bites" I chastised her. It was easy talking to her…it was like we were old friends. Raven blinked "Why am I the one in trouble? They re the one's looking at you like they want to pounce" I looked at all of them. They were beginning to assemble like the avengers of marvel except they are not the good guys and again, what the hell did I do?!

He kept stroking through it, milking every last drop while he breathed in the scent of my shirt like he could not get enough. I stood there trembling, my own arousal soaking into my panties. My mind was spinning. He wanted me. Aiden, the leader of the Iron Vipers, the man I had been crushing on for years, was getting off to the thought of me. The realization made me bold. Or maybe stupid. Before I could talk myself out of it, I pushed the door open a little wider. The soft creak of the hinges made his eyes snap open.