Ironman 3 Novels & Stories

“What happened to Jade is very tragic. Well not to me, but to you. The reason I killed her cannot be said to you, but to me she deserved it. Maybe when you understand the Mafia world better, I will tell you about it.” “I don't want to know about the Mafia world”, I said as tears continued to pour down my face. “Oh but you will know soon. You and I are getting married. You had better find what to do with your little boy Ryan that you think you have a perfect love life with because when we get married, you're not allowed to have sex with him any longer or he dies. Like you said, I may not be faithful, but you sure will not have a choice because all your sexual partners except me will die. Well

Everything in our home revolved around her, as if she owned the house. Recalling my bitter past, I wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I just walk away when I still had the chance? Andrew slammed on the accelerator. As if something had just occurred to him, he frowned and muttered, "Well played, Jovana. No wonder I haven't heard from you in three years—you've been out there messing around with some other man." Watching him clench his jaw in anger, I wanted to slap him across the face. A blind, heartless scum like him had no right to accuse me!

It reminded me of that winter three years ago, when Tanya had been cornered in her own home. “Does it really have to come to this, Callum? I thought I meant the world to you. You promised to take care of me forever… “Sarah is so little. Do you want her to grow up without a father? “Just come back, and I’ll get rid of Gavin. You can run the business however you see fit. Please?” I traced my ring finger. The pale indentation was a ghostly reminder of the three years spent in the shadows of our marriage. However, time could heal it all.

Then she covered her face with her pillow. “This is going to be a disaster.” Across the hallway, Nate stared at his phone. In another apartment, Ilyas did the same. Three people. Three hearts. And three different secrets. But secrets rarely stay secret forever.

On the way to our wedding, my fiancé got a hysterical call from his ex-wife. "Gavin, he's having another episode. He keeps crying for his daddy." This was the third time it happened. Each time we were about to get married, her son would have another psychosomatic episode. Gavin Grant looked at me hesitantly. I knew what he was thinking, so I nodded. "I'll get out. Go ahead." He clasped my hand gratefully. "I'm sorry, Vivian. I'll make it up to you." Before I could even steady myself, he was already telling the driver to turn around. Still in my wedding dress, I stood by the side of the road and hailed a cab. Then, my phone buzzed with a message from Gavin—he'd given me $100 million.

The man hadn't finished what he was going to say when Aiden suddenly ran towards them. He walked-ran towards the three men while showing no emotions. To be frank, his looks are nerve-wracking. Chairman Alberto and I were shocked when we saw Aiden beat those men without any effort. He just did what he was supposed to do, and tada, they were all defeated. However, what halted our breath from functioning properly was when the man at the center hurriedly took his gun and, without any hesitation, he shot Aiden continuously. I almost closed my eyes because I couldn't see the situation until I realized something. Aiden 2.3 is a humanoid robot, so basically those bullets were nothing compared to the

Sugriva sent his most trusted person to inquire about the folks of Earth, busy in visiting the store. Fully fueled the craft, that it could reach the next fuel station by reserving it. Ram and Lakshman were ready to ignite the spaceship. Lakshman’s right palm was set on the ignition button. Another craft came on the path of their spacecraft. They had not much space to fly away from the station. Lakshman was very angry by this act done by other craft. ‘Brother! Who the hell is this one?’ Lakshman shouted. ‘Let’s check…!’ Ram stood upping from the driving seat and walked towards the gate of craft.

James said as he made his way to a hay bale to take a seat. “Wait who’s having a baby?” Frank finally hit full panic mode by the words coming out of James’ mouth. “First off Frank you are so oblivious to what is right in front of you it worries me that I left you to protect my daughter.” Lilly said and heard James grunt with agreement. “Secondly you’re only in here because I need the power of the three.” “No.” Frank said instantly and attempted to walk out before Ivan grabbed his shirt and pulled him back down. “Dude I swore never to use that power again we almost died, not to mention killed your mom.”

I’m finally on the third level of the house, sprinting through the hall. I hear Stephanie and Julian behind me, gasping for air as they try to keep up for Millie’s sake. A thunderous bang fills my ears and my heart plummets immediately. A gunshot. I want to fall to my fucking knees and die. “No!” Stephanie cries out but continues running behind. “309! It’s 309!” Stephanie sobs breathlessly. 312, 311, 310, 309! I instantaneously slide my master keycard in the door.

The face was all scratched up, and anything on her body that could prove her identity was taken away, so we suspect it's an intentional murder. Hearing that the body was salvaged from Salakole, Winston paused for a moment, then he put on his sterile gloves with a poker face. I floated in mid-air, staring at the man in front of me. Three years... It had been three years since I died. After I died, my soul was trapped in Salakole, suffering in the fierce wind and freezing weather all day. Until someone found me, they brought me back. But I didn't expect that Winston was the person who would personally dissect me.