Happy Iron Man Novels & Stories

Dax asks. “Yeah, this didn’t happen on pack lands, this is human land. And a human victim. So, human cops.” I remind him. “Beta Cayden”, I say in the mind link, “call the local P.D. and tell them we have a deceased human male in the no man’s land between our pack and Alpha Connor’s.” “Oh, shit. Is it…?” He asks as though he doesn’t want to say the word. “Yeah. The guy has two small puncture wounds on his neck.”

she tipped her hand. I raised a brow. "I didn't say I was a superhero... I said I have a condition. It's not particularly a good thing." She rolled her eyes slightly. "Yeah, even hulk thought he was sick, until he joined the good guys and started fighting crime. The only difference is, your monster comes out even when you're happy. At least we know not to make Bruce Banner angry. But with you, no one would know when they're about to be smashed."

How many more of those would there be if Zain didn't put a stop to them? It all made her problems seem very trite and silly. "You save people." She licked her lips. "Literally. Captain America, break into Hydra, save people." "Not me." He flexed his 3D printed hand. "But our people do." "Yeah, but I get the feeling you aren't exactly the out-of-the-line-of-fire kind of safe." She reached for his hand and wrapped her fingers around his palm. The mechanical digits curled around her, the grip not quite tight, but still comforting.

A graph appears on the laptop screen; the words Oslo Industry Enterprise Holding are at the top of the chart. “Oslo??!” I asked curiously, as usual. “I don’t like long-winded names,” Sean replied. “Are you like Tony Stark??” I looked at Sean with a questioning look; he seemed frowning. “Tony Stark? Who is he?” I roll my eyes; everyone knows Tony Stark. “He is one of the superhero characters of Iron Man; he is rich, handsome, generous, but arrogant, just like you,” I explained, giving him a small smile. Sean seemed to think and laughed.

James said as he had swallowed bits of the water mistakenly. "I am afraid that I do not desire your money, what I desire is your life." The hooded figure said chuckling in amazement. Then the hooded figure raised his arms to remove his hood and the mask covering his eyes. James noticed his eyes were prominent with eye bags which meant lack of sleep. "Do you remember this face?" He said, gripping James's neck in a forceful manner. "No, I do not, maybe it would be identifiable in jail." James said smiling with no visible sign of fear.

Who would have thought he's part of the people who made her life miserable? "Good morning Miss Guerrero. I'm sorry if you've been waiting for long." He said softly. Eva stood up with a smile and shook his hands. "Not at all Mr Acosta. I just got here too." Leonardo is once again staring at her beautiful face. She just had this killer smile that can melt anyone. "Have a seat Miss Guerrero." He offered. Eva sat back down, she maintained her smiling face even though she is feeling so much anger and hatred inside. She doesn't want to do anything that will ruin her plans.

, Neil's said with a wink. "Anyways, so we call him Peter Parker.", He said smiling. "You are a 'Parker', Neil.", Sarah said. "Oh shut up! I can do better than Spiderman.", He said as finally Sarah was done with my wound. She looked up at me. "Don't move your hand too much. It might hurt.", She said with a warm smile. "Now, Iron Man, kindly come here.", She said as I got off the bed. "Oh thank you, Ms. Romanoff.", He said jokingly before going and sitting opposite to her.

"You don't look fine. You look like you've been through hell." I laughed, but it came out more like a sob. "That's a pretty good description of my day." He got out of the car, and that's when I recognized him. Tony Stark. The billionaire. His face was on magazines and billboards all over the city. He owned half of Manhattan, and the other half wanted to work for him. "You're Tony Stark," I said stupidly. He smiled. "Guilty. And you're sitting on a curb in the middle of Manhattan, crying and bleeding. Want to tell me what happened?"

They have been manifesting all around the corners of the world, and the Global leaders are being astounded by the increasing calamity, infrastructure disruptions and social schemes. But all thanks to the tamed humanoid—it became a new beacon of hope that brightened the heart of Dr. Smith and his secret team. Dr. Smith was discussing with Holly in his office about how disheartened he was… but now, everything turned 180 degrees. Holly does not know about the alliance of the humanoid with Dr. Smith, but just hearing about his reproach and looking at his brightened face, she knew Dr. Smith has got back on his feet again. They did not need to thank each other verbally, because the atmosphere when

With every swallow, my throat ached for the cool sensation of water to slick down the column. His eyes traveled to the glass of water beside me and back. A silent command to drink. I obeyed, propping myself up and fluffing my pillows. The wet reprieve of the water against my dry throat felt like the next best thing since shoe laces. Water may not have been my favorite drink of choice—pumpkin spice ice-coffees won that—but one only realized their gratitude for the existence of water when they needed it most. Placing the glass back, I finally took in Victor. He was dressed in a black button-down and black dress slacks. His hair was slicked back in a top knot. His beard was trimmed and framed h