Iron Man Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Tell me.” “He had hurt me before and said that he’d compensate me with ten million. Apart from that, he claimed he would be giving Grandfather a gift worth millions. He also promised to pay my cousin sister’s family twenty million as her betrothal gift. If he fails to do it, he has to leave the Taylor family and divorce my cousin!” Ivan explained aloud. “If he manages to do everything, the Taylor family will acknowledge their identity and allow their family to move back here.” Skyler was not very interested in this bet, his mind still occupied with the question why this man looked so much like the Supreme Warrior. The more he looked at Fane, the more he resembled the Supreme Warrior.

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.

“I’ve always spoiled you. It’s my favorite thing to do.” “Well, let’s just… be clear,” Ian said, crossing his arms. A defensive gesture. “For now, we’re friends. Okay? I need to find a job. I can’t just live off you.” “I’m not complaining,” Zhedya said, his voice a soothing murmur. He came closer. “But if it makes you feel better… you still have ‘Feral Minds.’ You can run it from right here.” He reached out, as if to touch Ian’s arm, but stopped himself.

Tucker was Mane’s subordinate, and it was the young Supreme’s duty to keep him in check. “That aura…” Rusty frowned when he sensed the type of aura that was leaking out of Tucker’s room. It was too similar to Ivor’s. He hoped that Ivor hadn’t done anything stupid. Luckily for him, his worry was nonexistent; for Ivor appeared right next to them in no time with Mira pushing his wheelchair right behind him. It seemed that even with his newfound strength, the damage Mane had done to him couldn’t be undone.

I conquered. I sat up straight, wiping the blood from my chin with the back of my ruined hand. I was Ironmaw. * * *

Ivan smirked at me " that room has nothing for you, lady. It's filled up with irons just for men, love" " hey, look at my muscles. " I showed him my non existance muscles "Who told you I can't handle few irons" with raised brow, Ivan raise his hand in surrender " I'm just saying " " don't say" " OK love, I'm sorry " One thing I love about this new behaviour of Ivan is ,he always apologize first and i love it. "what was it again about 'she is mine' thing you pull off at the water back there. "