Iron Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

Yes, it’s petty and insecure, but what fantasy land are you living in where people aren’t petty and insecure? You want a cool girlfriend, but you don’t want her to earn more money, be funnier or smarter; and you certainly don’t want her to be the Black fucking Widow. Here, hold my purse while I take care of this... It’s emasculating, even for someone not all that masculated to start with. I skirted around Yuqi all hunched over in a tangle of amorphous tentacles and whimpers. Jenny was back on her feet, sword held out in front of her.

*** DANTE *** The shock in Irene’s eyes was a potent drug. It mixed with the fear and the lingering arousal from my kiss, creating a heady cocktail that fed the dark, possessive beast inside me. She didn’t understand. For a man like me, warnings were for people who mattered. Trenton was an insect. And insects needed to be crushed, their wings torn off so they could never fly near my light again. “We are just getting started,” I’d told her. And I meant it.

I want it to be Ian. Irma snarls in my head, resisting. She doesn’t want Ian. She wants Eden. She wants our Alpha. And Eden knows it. “Stop fighting it, Omega,” he growls, nose pressed into my neck. “You can only run for so long. Our fates are sealed.” I shake my head violently. No. No, this isn’t fate. This is biology and madness and pheromones—not love. Not choice. Then— Rrrrriiiiiiing.

After everything I'd done for her, playing the devoted best friend, holding her hand through her fake marriage troubles, pretending to care about her pathetic problems—she'd thrown it all away by contacting Tony Stark. Tony Stark. Billionaire savior. Knight in shining armor. I wanted to vomit. "You okay, babe?" The guard I'd seduced and manipulated into helping me escape, Marcus, stupid and eager sat on the bed counting the cash I'd stolen from the evidence locker during our escape. "Fine," I said shortly. "Just thinking." "About what?" "About how I'm going to destroy Lily Morrison and Tony Stark." Marcus laughed nervously. "You're joking, right? These are powerful people. Maybe we should ju

Turns out the three of them were fans. “Iron man is literally my favorite!” I screech, grateful to speak to someone who understood. “No way! He’s mine too!” My eyes make the mistake of finding the door, and I make eye contact with the boy with shaggy hair, sexy eyes, and lip ring, his mouth opens and teeth chomps on an apple. The song in my soul is so loud, it’s beautiful. What the hell?? Isn’t this over?? His eyes find me, and they harden.

"Girl, don't thwart my effort. You are not allowed to call me Mr Xavier, you must act like we are actual couples, I want you to smile and act like we are two souls made for each other, you are to only answer what you are asked and........." Before I was done with my statement, the tapping on the door cut me short. "Who is that?" I roared as I stood up. "Damian. I have been trying to connect with you through the mind link but you have been cutting me off" Damian said through the mind link. "Come in" I replied, saying it out loud for Irene to hear. I glanced behind me only to see her with her head still lowered. I shook my head and snapped my fingers at her. "Hey,stop acting timid and act like

He frowned deeply. "Common, I am supposed to kidnap her, then take her away from you,but you know my men f*cked up, instead they stabbed her..." "Who the f*ck are you, you son of a bitch! Why don't you show yourself to me and stop acting like a coward, lurking around like a ghost in the dark?!" Ian roared at the man, cutting him off immediately.. "Tah tah, common Ian. I am smarter than that. I can do and undo. I will strip you of your business. I will destroy you and everything you have, including your family and the closest person to you,"