Iron Man Is A Female Novels & Stories

Irena told Mark while folding her arms. “Oh sh#t!” Mark shouted, and his body flinched when he leaned his head back into the helmet of the suit and watched as the robotic suit embraced his body like a mechanical coat. The lower part of his face and his wide neck were his only exposed body parts. Mark felt like the Marvel Comics hero Iron Man, and he became startled when he heard a computerized female voice speaking through the suit. “Hello, my name is V. I am your assistant. You are now combat-ready. I checked the integrity of the suit and there are no system corruptions. All of your weapons are online and ready for operation.” The female robotic voice sounded natural.

She says slowly. I froze, not knowing what to say. My words choked in my throat making my breath grow heavier. It hurts me to see that part of her. Is she even the same Hanna I know? It is strange how a couple seconds can lead you to a whole, new image of someone. I used to think of Hanna as a perfect embodiment of ultimate women in the New Eden; voiceless, always smiling, never angry to her man, has a banging hot body, and very accommodating fuck doll, --Everything a man could ever wanted.

When that woman made mention of the dead young Alpha, could it be that he did something bad and they were looking for a replica or… The huge doors that swung open cut short my thoughts, the woman from earlier coming into the hall but this time she had company. A man and a woman, dressed gracefully yet their eyes were sulken—Like they have been wailing. With the aura that swirled around them. They didn’t seem like normal wolves. The Alpha and Luna? The moment the woman’s eyes met mine, she froze, her shoulders sagged and she bursted into tears, slipping into the arms of the man who stared at me in horror.

Somehow, every time she saw the man leave like that, ignoring her and always emotionless when facing her, Irene felt a tightness in her chest. "Miss Irene." a woman's voice suddenly called out to her. Irene flinched and immediately turned to the woman wearing the housemaid uniform. "I'm sorry, did I startle you, Miss? I tried to make some noise, but it seems like you didn't hear my footsteps." she said with a regretful tone. "It's okay. Maybe I'm not used to werewolves around here." Irene replied with a sad smile towards the woman in front of her. The woman standing in front of her now was none other than a female werewolf and a servant of the Alpha King, Adam Hemmings.

Mantis will suffer from this without mercy! I arrived at the scene with Mantis already in captivity. I have heard of the name Mantis but I have no idea who or what could it be. A human or an insect according to its name! But I was astonished to find out that Mantis was a woman. “Who do you work for?” I asked the woman tied into a chair just like how Ted was the night he died. I told my men to do the same to Mantis when they get the chance to capture the target and they did not disappoint me.

, he added. The woman cried. She was innocent but she wasn’t stupid. “yes, you are right. I love you”, she replied. “I love you but you love her”, she added. The woman looked at him in eye once more. “you can lie to anyone else but not me, because I am who I am”, uttered the woman. “I can read minds because I am the great Pandora”, she added.

She had a smile on her face as she shielded her eyes. "Careful not to burn yourself," she said mockingly. She shifted as well and I was stunned. I had never seen her in her wolf form before. There were no elements swirling around her. She was a plain, brown wolf. Beautiful but plain. I could feel my flames reduce. This wasn't a fair fight. "Don't worry about me sister," she said, speaking through the mind link. "I can still beat you, hands down, this way."

The ginger haired one is Irene, hell, I almost stabbed her outright, the other raven haired woman with too much make-up is Naya, so poised and collected, she reminds me of someone I used to know. And, the sandy blonde haired woman is Chiara; she looks too gentle and young to be twenty-four: She is one of those people who looks like they can’t hurt a fly, but then again, looks can be deceiving, she’s married to a freaking chief warrior, it won’t be a surprise to learn that she can throw a dagger. “Darkness?” Red, my right hand man hums beside me. I take a sip from the mug, still staring right ahead.

She is fiesty, always wanting to know everything, her curiosity irks me, it seems like she hates being dominated, she got the wrong person if she thinks she can always be in charge. I can't help but want to be close to her, I knew she was sneaking glances at me but am enjoying her shyness, it makes her look very cute, she is very pretty, I don't know but her beauty reminds me of Phoenix goddess of love and Revenge. She has a striking characteristics to her. Andrea here is a human not a goddess. I smiled as I remember our last encounter in country B. 'Now I know how temperamental you are, I have to be very careful' I almost laughed at my own thoughts, am wary of a human, that too a woman.

"Yaakkk... Elliona you're embarrassing me huhh" Said Jessica irritably and squinted at her Elliona, while Elliona instead stuck out her tongue making Jessica even more upset and ashamed of her. "Who are you Jessica with?" asks Poppy suddenly. "X-Man” Everyone who is laughing suddenly silently heard a solid and short answer from Jessica, but not with Elliona who isstill on the erod. "Shut up Elli!!" snapped Poppy Poppy voice making Elliona inevitably silences with a slightly upset feeling. Who is the X-Man? to make the bitch in her house silent and shocked like this.