Proof That Tony Stark Has A Heart Novels & Stories

I watch the life fade from Herbert Waterman’s eyes as he falls to his knees and then to the ground, soaking it in blood. I stare at the heart in my hand. It was warm but the December air has turned it cold quickly. I just removed the heart out of someone’s chest. I look and see Alpha Mark Chesnut nodding at me with small smile. “Alpha Spartan,” Mark says first. “Congratulations.” I nod to him and turn around. I carry the now silent organ to my Alpha. Alpha Sol is smiling with pride. His chest is puffed out. “I am not surprised, Alpha Tony. I always thought you had it in you,” Alpha says to me.

I yelled again. "Who…is…there?" Tony croaked, his voice barely able to whisper. "Brother…is that…you? Please…please…I'm…sorry...let me…die…please." I stared at him in horror, realizing only now the extent of the damage to his body. He was mangled and twisted, his body bent in ways that were not natural. The metal spikes that pierced his were silver, burning and singeing his flesh relentlessly. Infections covered his untreated wounds, the smell of rotten blood hanging in the air. He should have been dead, and yet he still breathed.

His heart was in pain, and it was affecting his transformation. He growled loudly again, and a second later, he was calm again. "This has been going on for the past hours. What is happening to him?" Doctor Octopus said, "Wolfsbane was found in his system. It was a lot, and it could have killed him. I removed the poison before it got to his heart. That was all I could find. Perhaps something else is bothering him." "Scarlett." Simon's frail voice called out. "I think he just spoke." Mace went to him and listened in.

A heartbeat across time. "The Heart... it's not an artifact," I whispered, my hand trembling as I reached out. The green thorns beneath my skin flared, recognizing their source. "It’s her. It’s a part of her life-force, kept in stasis to hold the entire Tundra together."

His eyes flash red, fangs extending. "Say that again," he growls. Kara doesn't flinch. She presses her knife against his ribs, right over his heart. "Weak," she repeats. "Because a strong vampire would have fought for his mate instead of running away to feel sorry for himself." They stand frozen like that, both capable of killing the other in a heartbeat. Then Stark releases her and steps back, shame burning through his anger. "You're right," he says quietly. "I am weak." Kara sheathes her knife, rubbing her throat. "Good. Now that we've established that, maybe you can stop pretending to be some tragic hero and actually survive here."

It was like a second heartbeat was there, operating slightly off from my own. “What the hell?” I whispered as Tony took the stethoscope away. I looked between the two doctors, who appeared to be just as shocked as I was. As we all sat there in silence, it hit me, then, that I likely wouldn’t get any answers now. Anthony raked his fingers through his hair. “We’ll have to run some tests, of course. But if it’s possible that the shard that lodged itself in your chest has a pulse of its own… And the way it glowed…”

Instead of getting frightened, Zhairo just shook his head and started eating the steak that he ordered. Francis decided to move on from the topic and asked Zhairo instead how he was doing with Heartly. Instantly, the stoic emotion in his face melted and was replaced with a soft one and I knew from there that Heartly was his weakness. "Our relationship was not that easy as well. Heartly has a Chronic Heart Disease that could attack anytime. Her life is always at risk and she needed assistance every time and wherever she is in case she would have a heart attack. I witnessed how she suffered in several heart attacks before and I almost lost her for how many times, that's why I am working hard t

Arthur spoke, tears falling down his cheeks now. "I too felt something," Tony replied. "Something surging in me, like pure energy," he added. Arthur looked confused. "How is your injury?" Arthur demanded and Tony looked confused. Tony touched himself on his chest and head, "I am fine, sire." "Lift your shirt," Arthur ordered and Tony obeyed. Arthur stared in disbelief, where there was a dark blue bruise hours ago, now it was clear skin. Tony was healed, absolutely, totally healed. "What should we do?" Tony asked. "I don't think she can survive the journey home."

When I exited his room, I asked to speak to the head doctor. “Hi Doctor. . . ” I quickly glanced at his name tag “. . .Toms, I know you can’t tell me if he will survive this but could you tell me exactly what happened.” “Yes Princess Rota” The Doctor said with a short bow. “You father was shot with a laser gun, it has pieced just above his heart.” He used his pen to show a trajectory from above into a spot between his shoulder and heart. “During the surgery, we had to reconstruct some of his arteries a protective barrier to keep his heart together while allowing it to continue to beat. As well as clean out a lot of charred flesh. A surgery like this has never been done before and so we reall

"This situation does need some attention..." Alex knew the reason for Victor Sullivan's bad state. With a wife like Xena Sanders, it would be weird if he did not get upset. He heard that Victor Sullivan had congenital heart disease, so it was strange enough that he did not get a heart attack from Xena’s actions.