Iron Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

He was rooting around my memories of last night, trying to take my guilt away. This is why I let him in, because I know him, and he won't ever do anything bad in my mind. Besides, it helps me practice. If I can keep him out, then I know I could keep out any siren. Manny continued to root around in my mind a moment longer, trying to give him a chance to push him out. I felt him reaching the memory of me confessing to Ares that I loved Kiran. I put my strongest mind shields around it. I could feel them shaking beneath Manny's power, but he backed away.

"Don't tell me you're still angry about me walking out on you, Davina. You should have known that you were not enough to satisfy my ever hungering desires." Iran was been blunt. It was clear that he did not care about her feelings. "Iran, don't talk to her like that!" I shot at him. "No, Yulia. Let your mate's alter ego say all that Issa has been hiding away from me!" My next words stopped in my throat as I realised that Davina also wanted to get it all over with. "Your ambitions and mine could never align. You wanted a tool to control under the guise of love, Davina. . . You forgot that you could never control me. I am a Lycan!" He roared.

"Ryan loves me..." "If that is true, then I'm Iron Man." He releases my throat and runs a finger up my thigh, making me shudder. "I also know that Ryan left his little girlfriend for another girl he probably went to fuck!" "You're lying!" I yell. "Ryan wouldn't do that to me." "Still in denial? I'll show you." He moves me towards the window which faces the front of the apartment. Then he grips my waist tightly. I'm painfully aware of the solidness of his body pressing into my back.

she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Stefan chuckled, the sound low and dismissive. “What’s wrong with that? You’ll be married. It’s not like it’ll be forced. Besides…” He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice, “Men like Ryan can’t resist control. You give him a taste, make him think he has it, then you take it away. Use it.” A cold shiver ran down Irene’s spine. She stared at him in disbelief, a sickening knot twisting in her stomach. “You’re insane,” she muttered.

My voice shook despite me trying to steady it. “What do you want?” I hated how weak I sounded. But I couldn’t control it. “You are Irene?” His voice was deep. Low. Heavy. It settled over me like pressure. “The Irene everyone is talking about?” My chest tightened. Rumors? “What rumors?” I asked, quieter this time. Barely a voice at all. I couldn’t look at his face. My eyes dropped to his hand instead. Large. Still. Dangerous. “The rejected mate of the future Alpha.”

Rogues god Nate Guevarra wants him! "All right Ian. Don't worry we're behind you." Feline teased. "Evil bitch haha." Jervis laughed. "I wonder if the boss of Rogue Sharks think that Ian is a woman, if he finds out he's a man, the problem is over, and we're not at a loss because we talked to him and if the boss of the Sharks knows Ian is a man, and he still wants him, even if he touches him, Ian won't lose anything, he's still a man. The Rogue Sharks will join us. "Feline said. I sighed. And Jervis and Feline burst out laughing. Poor Ian. …

He smiled at her and whispered, "Just because I behave calmly with you doesn't mean you can touch me anytime." Freya was stunned. She glanced at his hand and mumbled, “I am sorry. I thought—” "That I am like your Dane?" Her gaze returned to him, who chuckled. "I am not Alpha Dane but Alpha Ian. I know how to have my ways just like him. But when it's about love, I follow my heart instead of proceeding with my mind. Your Dane is nothing but a jealous brat who wants everything that I have. Just turn your eyes and look at him. He is looking at you, but he will never come forward to say that he is jealous."

Amy asked, staring at Irena with distraught disbelief in her eyes. Irena’s smirk vanished into a grim scowl. She said nothing else to Amy to follow her orders. She gestured with her venomous gaze, telling Amy through her threatening gesture to hand her son back to 2Pac. Irena placed her finger on the trigger, waiting to shoot Bryan if Amy didn’t get the message. Her sinister smile emerged again after watching Amy kiss her son one last time. She got the message, and she forced herself to give her son back to the tall metal man.

"Now, Zen. Zain has admitted he was wrong. He actually wants to play with you. Don't get mad at him too quickly. Zain loves you; you know." My youngest daughter looks suspiciously at her brother. Seeing his outstretched hand along with his apology, my little girl melts too. "Okay, Zen forgives. But don't do it again, okay, Zain? Just play. I was making spaghetti with meat, but you were bothering me. It got burnt." I hold back a laugh. "Yeah. Sorry, Zen. How can I help? But let's not keep making spaghetti. Iron Man is tired of it. He wants steak. Can we do that?"

"How dare you touch him?!" "Why wouldn't I?!" Irene's eyes were red. "I will kill him if anything happens to Tommy!" "And I'll kill you if you do!" Robin yelled back, her eyes bulging furiously. After learning that Ian had broken up with her just to protect her, she fell deeper in love and was now willing to kill for him! That was when Isaac walked up, pushing Robin aside, and strode toward Irene with the look of a frenzied beast. Irene took a step back warily. "Take it up with Isaac Jefferson if you have a beef with him! Do you think you're a man, abducting an infant?"