Iron Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

Iceman" Dante replied with a throaty laugh, “And besides, we all know you were with Camilla. I'm sure you two lovebirds had a lot of catching up to do,“ Ghost snapped his head up at the man. It was hard to conceal his scowl. Riccardo "Iceman" Dante was a fucking pig who shoved his daughter down his throat. It was the first time the Mafia forced him to make a decision. And ever since then, he hated Dante, just like he hated his bratty daughter. “We fucked, a lot. She wouldn't stop screaming her head off. And man, she got a wide cunt. Makes my dick fit with ease,“ Ghost replied, hinting at his loathing for the man.

Alexander Ironheart “Get a grip, Alexander.” Beta Brian hissed at me, “You are the one who wanted to propose her … and tell her everything with all those decorations and celebrations. I tried to warn you. You call me your beta and you are supposed to act on my advice.” “And I always do!” I couldn’t hide the snarl in my voice and screamed at my beta.

“I like that. I mean, I want to watch my Miss Fury Autumn of a mate do something drastic to me because I don’t see myself leaving this room in the next hour. Bear with me.” “Argh!” I grunted and reeled on my spot angrily. “I am warning you, Ian. If you don’t leave this minute, I will scream and tell everyone that you are harassing me,” I threatened. He sprang up, hugging himself. “Harassment?” he quivered. “My my my, I have never been accused of such a thing before. That’s why I’m always scared of girls. They can torment everyone with anything. I’m so scared,” I watched him act dramatically. Before I knew it, he shot to my front, wrapping his arm around my waist. “There will be no need for y

*** Ivan *** Alpha orders us all out of the cells and I feel so bad for him. His mate will never trust any of us now. I know Manzitti, this will be fucking killing him. He would have tried to be patient with his tiny mate and, as much as it would have tormented him, he would have taken it slow for her. Now he has met her and felt the bond, like I have, he would have done whatever it took to win her over.

“I come here, it was supposed to be quick, finish war and go back home to Russia. But Viktor he show true color, now I'm in Little American Girl apartment drinking soup.” I reached out without thinking and laid my hand over his on the cushion. His skin was warm, scarred knuckles rough under my palm. “You are not pretending with me. I see you, Ivan. The man who thanks me every time I help. The man who slammed the bedroom door because he did not want something he thought he could not have.” His eyes snapped to mine. The green had gone dark, almost stormy. For a second the air felt too thick to breathe. He turned his hand and caught my fingers, holding them gently but firmly.

Ian’s eyes have gone deep purple, his concentration on her is so intense, but I doubt that’s going to be enough to stop her from frying me where I stand. When she puts her hands against his chest to push him away, his two-hundred forty pounds slides back as easily as you’d push a piece of paper. As if realizing there’s real danger, with were speed, Ian darts forward, wrapping his arms about her and crushing her against him, his mouth closing cruelly over hers. **

Well then, I would push some more. "A date with your beta." Even though I was simply trying to push, I wouldn't mind spending a little time with that delicious man. "No," Ivan snapped immediately. "I'm not going to pimp out my men." "Then how about I get to play with that woman you keep fucking?" I tried. I enjoyed her reactions when I messed with her. "Carina?" He asked, lifting his brow. "You like her?" "I like messing with her." I corrected. "Her on the other hand… she isn't really my type."

Fenrir POV After leaving the white room, I pushed everything on my desk to the ground. I was pissed off that the little human who I called mate. “You could have let me fucked her until her legs shakes terribly!” Draca shouted and mind controlled me to hit the wall. I punched the wall a numerous time and when my hand bled, it heals again. “I should be fucking her right now, but she decided to ruin it all! We should go back to her!”

"Yes, but you can't have him, yet." "You are starting to piss me off," Ira said with a snarl, and I smiled a little, mentally showing her a middle finger. The bitch could be a bit too much at times, but I knew she loved me. "Well, if you do this, I might hate you." Ira threatened, and I shrugged as I looked at the mystery man. My mate. "Of course, I am okay with that. Our lives don't start right here, does it? You might have a boyfriend-"

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.