Bruce X Tony Novels & Stories

CHAPTER SEVEN Vivian, caught in the middle of their silent battle, felt her heart race. The tension between the two men was palpable, and it was drawing unwanted attention from the surrounding employees. She knew Damien’s habit of pushing people’s buttons, and Bruce’s strong sense of justice made him the perfect target. Damien was smug, calculating, and unyielding, always demanding respect without asking for it. Bruce, on the other hand, was honorable and steadfast, a man who had always stood up for what was right. But today, in the presence of Damien, Bruce’s usual calm demeanor was cracking. He was infuriated and Damien could tell, judging by the smug smirk that tugged at the corner of his

Powerful mafia leaders from different countries filled the hall, expensive suits blending with glittering jewelry and designer gowns. Low music flowed gently through the air while servants moved carefully carrying trays of wine and champagne. Conversations remained polite. Controlled. But beneath every smile— Power breathed. Then— The atmosphere shifted subtly. Bruno had arrived. The large doors opened slowly. And silence briefly touched the room. He stepped inside calmly, dressed in a fitted purple shirt with black pants, his dark aura instantly dominating the entrance without effort. But then— He stopped. Because directly in front of him stood Tony. The child held out a rose with both tiny

"Brother, you won't believe whom we met today" Bianca told her twin brother Bryan who is known as Bruce in the entertainment circle. Bryan was seen getting ready for something important when his sister stormed inside his room with out knocking. "Bianca, how many times should I tell you knock before entering?" he muttered with displeasure. He would have scolded her or cut down her allowance, but he is particularly in a good mood today, so he gave her a displeased look.

Bruce was second in line, his brother Conrad, was supposed to be dad’s Beta. Bruce and Conrad had been out on patrol one early morning when they got a mind-link that rogues had breached the northern border. By the time my grandfather, dad and our warriors got there, Conrad was dead. Bruce was holding his brother’s dead body in his arms, crying. The area looked like a fight had happened and Bruce had injuries that were slowly healing. He was covered in blood that we assumed was rogue blood mixed with his and Conrad’s since he was holding his bloody body. No one ever questioned his story. I mean why would they, Conrad was his brother. What if Bruce arranged to have his brother killed for the B

“Mister Bruce?” Asks the man, who, apparently, is his right-hand man. The redhead didn't even notice his presence next to him. Not even the moment he approached. “Tony, my friend! I confess that I have never felt anything like it. I can't even feel my whole body, I've lost the rhythm of my breathing, I feel suffocated...” admits Bruce, leaning on his friend. “Did you forget that we’re leaving in forty minutes? Or, perhaps, aren’t you going to start your return trip to Europe this morning…, as you had planned?”

“But before that, find out the person who used this card which should have been with Sophia. Did someone rob her or something?” “I’m into it. Within a few hours, we will have CCTV footage of that toy shop and….” “Prepare the jet.” “WHAT? WHAT?”, Both Logan and Bruce shouted in shock. “You heard me.”, Brandon pointed out. “But you’re not in the state to travel anywhere.”, Bruce pointed out. “I’m sorry to say, but you look no less than Thor of avengers endgame. The only difference is that he had gained weight while you lose your weight and damn too weak to go anywhere.”, He added.

(Bruce's POV) An hour earlier. Fiona was a mess of tears, her fingers clutching Bruce's sleeve. "Bruce, what do I do? Tony fell from a tree! He's bleeding so much, I'm so scared." Tony was sobbing uncontrollably. Without thinking, Bruce scooped him up and ran for the pack clinic, calling Avril on his way. "Avril, tell Leo I'm sorry." "Tony's hurt. I have to get him to the clinic."

Another man cleared his throat and said politely, "We can't sign any deal." Bruce got so mad that he wanted to kill those men. He did not understand how they could possibly refuse him. Were they unaware that Victor was their most formidable adversary? They should cooperate with him and banish Victor. He got up from his chair in anger. "Bullshit!" Everyone was stunned by his unprofessional behavior. They realized that they had mistaken him for his big brother. Bruce was not an experienced man who could handle any situation like Alpha Bryan. All the officials stood up to calm Bruce. They turned to the people and said,

" Xander said and Tony hissed, his hands rolled into a tight fist. "Fine then. But I must tell you...that land...must become mine at all means." He said before leaving the office. Xander smirked before slightly shaking his head, obviously not affected by Tony's threat. Tony, for the past two years had always had his eyes on Yeild's view, the reason?, well it was best known to him.

Alex shook his head, “backyard squabbles can never be classed as war although they can indeed burn the house.” Bruce turned his head abruptly in the direction of the voice, as he heard the voice that was forgotten in the passage of time, the same measured, deep voice. His eyes widened in shock, “You…. you…” No other words came out but his face turned pale as a feather. Alex didn’t flinch nor mock, he leveled his gaze as he stared back. “I never had a chance…” Bruce suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter more pitiful than crying. “What was the point of all my years?” He clutched his chest as he staggered a few steps back.