Iron Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

V Manny looks like he wants to bang Keya’s brains out! He’s enormous and reminds me of that fine-ass wrestler Scott Steiner from WCW. Just bigger and much more handsome! “Keya! You good gurl?” I ask. She jumps looking dazed like she forgot we were here! But nods. Damn he’s got her brainwashed already!? I chuckle holding out my hand for him to shake.

I whisper, licking my lips as he removes the layers of clothes that conceal his fuckable body from the naked eye. “But I am, Farfalla,” he growls, devouring the distance between us. Stark naked. “I’m a cold, calculating monster. You just can't see it any more because there is nothing that I wouldn’t do for you, and that makes me appear weak in front of my enemies.” Grasping my throat and squeezing it in a way that makes my mind cloud over with lust. “Condition granted.” He breathes against my lips. “I may love you, but I’ll still fuck you until you’re black and blue. Until you realise that this is real between us. Don’t test my patience, Ivy. You’ve been warned and now, I want you to fuck me

Loving her best friend’s brother? Only in novels had she read about people loving each other so much they fell sick when the other got hurt and they got healed when the other focused on them. It wasn’t supposed to happen in real life, especially not with her and Ian Hills of all people. How did she get a billionaire asshole to fall in love with her? “We’ve established that part”, Ian said stonily. “H-how am I the drug?”, She asked Yu Zhen, ignoring Ian completely. “Well, you sleep with him, and then he sleeps”, Yu Zhen answered generically. Rita let out a wide grin at the way it was worded.

"Oh, wait. Iron Man's fake and isn't fucking here." 'She should stop looking at other men altogether. There's nothing special about this guy in the first place.' I almost smiled. Almost. His dramatics were hilarious, but Katy's voice echoed in my brain: You've got a bad habit of beaming at him. She was right. Every smile was a crack in my mask. A dead giveaway. So instead, I sucked my teeth. "I guess you could argue Iron Man is a knock-off Batman." Victor threw up his hands like I'd just blessed him. "That's what I'm saying!"

It feels…right. I stand in front of Poppy’s father and hold out my hand. “Sir, my name is Aric. I’m the beta of Ironclaw. I am here to visit my sister, Sinclair. I’m fated to Poppy,” I said respectfully. Enzo narrowed his eyes at my hands. But didn’t want to take it. Then Poppy spoke up, “Daddy, he’s my mate.” He looked at her and clearly mind-linked something to her. I don’t know what, but it made her eyes water. She let go of my hand and looked down.

I was trying to collect all my energy to push him away but I couldn't find the very reason why there was no energy to be collected. "Aiden really misses his Enzo so much!" Finally, I got the courage to push him away from me when I heard that line. Confused. "What are you saying, Metal man? Your Enzo? I am yours?" "Yes, you're part of Aiden." "Hey, when was the time you possessed me as yours? Can't you see? We both have manhood in between of our legs! We can't be together." There was a frustration in my voice, and obviously evident in my face. I instinctively pointed my finger down to pertain the hood between my legs. He just slanted his head a little bit as a sign of he was processing all th

The anticipation of what awaited him was driving him to the brink of madness. The fabric fell to the floor, revealing Ivan's exposed body, which was met by a cool gust of air. In that moment, all Ivan desired was for the man to take his large hand and stroke his erect cock. He had fantasized all night about the precise instant when the man's fingers would glide over him repeatedly, exerting increasing force until Ivan exploded in pleasure onto his strong hand.

I open my eyes to find Elena smiling at me. "Could you please release my hand, Iron Man? Your grip is quite tight and rough, and I can feel my poor hand crumbling." She nicknamed me Iron Man after I embraced her one fateful day. In my defense, I had missed her dearly and wanted to see her badly that day, which explains the bone-crushing hug I gave her. Since then, that name has stuck. Looking at her now, smiling and standing before me, I realize how much I have missed her. I truly missed her. I pull her into another bone-crushing hug, and she giggles; her laughter is sweet music to my ears. I cannot restrain myself at this moment. I attempted to avoid her before coming here, but seeing her a

Irene’s POV My grip tightened around the phone. “I’m doing it for Mom. There’s nothing to be happy about.” She chuckled dryly over the phone, and suddenly the air going through my lungs felt stuffy, like dust. I hated it. My reaction to her. “You’re too modest, dear. Damian Russo is the most important man in the city. I bet you don’t watch the news.” “You’d be lucky to have him. Your future and kids will thank you for it.”

She took it and recognized that it was Kim who was on the other line resounded, worried. Jaden glanced over to have a look at who was the person on the other bed. And right there he met the guy who Manuel speaks of as Irene’s boyfriend. His forehead furrowed just by the thought of him, and he’s not amused, knowing that he was there with them. Knowing that he helped Irene still makes him feel displeased seeing him around. He decided to greet him, to identify the guy himself personally.