Spiderman Hulk Ironman Novels & Stories

"You're not cool, Ken." "Why am I not? I like Daniel Craig better than stupid Hulk or Thor." "Hey! Chris is hot!" I complained. "Which superhero do you like?" He asked and I smiled. "I love Iron Man." "Why Iron Man?" "Technology Ken, technology related is cool." He chuckled. "Do you play instument?" I asked. "Nah.. Hailey does." He said. "Hailey? She plays what?" "Piano." "Cool.. If a guy can play instrument is so sexy, sexier than he has a build body." I said dreamy and he smiled.

“Ready?” “Yeah, but we gotta get goin. I got the new Spider-Man comic from the Pharmacy the other day. The one where he fights Sandman for the first time? I wanna read that before we cut fatso Wilkins’ yard . . . ” *** before we cut fatso Wilkins’ yard . . .

" I asked as he took my hand in his tiny one and we both walked downstairs. I supposed he was just playing, running around in his suit. I didn't know where to go or what to do, so I just walked. "Iron man! I love Iron man, and Spider-Man, and the Hulk." "And Thor? I adore Thor!" I said as we come across the large empty living room. He nodded excitedly, giggling at some reason which made me giggle as well. "Oh, that's her! It is! Oh, my god — Hello! Hi! Lovely to finally meet you properly." A cheerful voice spoke behind us, making both of us turn around.

, Neil's said with a wink. "Anyways, so we call him Peter Parker.", He said smiling. "You are a 'Parker', Neil.", Sarah said. "Oh shut up! I can do better than Spiderman.", He said as finally Sarah was done with my wound. She looked up at me. "Don't move your hand too much. It might hurt.", She said with a warm smile. "Now, Iron Man, kindly come here.", She said as I got off the bed. "Oh thank you, Ms. Romanoff.", He said jokingly before going and sitting opposite to her.

I watched as James dug through the drawers and picked out a pair of his favorite superhero socks. “Really? Ant-Man and the Hulk?” I asked him quizzically. “Well yeah Dad. They are both very smart and have their doctorates like you Daddy.” He said, and was oddly impressed that he chose two characters that were mostly known for their smarts, rather than their strength. While they were both very strong and capable, they also had prioritized their education.

He was going on about how Spiderman and Batman had been fighting yesterday, but today they were friends again because he had a very serious talk to them about fighting last night. “Wow,” I gasped, feigning surprise, “you’re amazing if you got them to stop being angry at each other so quickly. What did you say to them?” His smile was angelic, but something in his big blue eyes glinted with mischief. “I told them that Daddy will buy me a Superman soon, and they became very happy.” I stared at my son in awe. “Why, aren’t you the little businessman already?” I laughed and ruffled his hair. “Next time we go out, we’ll get you Superman as well. But do you know what will make Batman and Spiderman e

“All three of us.” That was when Spider saw the tiny blonde woman behind the hulking sex-god. He might have had his eyes nailed on Spider, but the woman was looking around the room, really clocking every single customer, and nothing seemed to escape her notice. She looked just as intense, just as in-control as the blond man, and it suddenly occurred to Spider that he’d only ever seen that level of focus and smarts in two other men: Matt ‘King’ Kingston and Jackson ‘Jack’ Taylor. Both badass ex-military, and secretive black ops experts, and highly-trained members of King’s Men.

He explained. Kael gave a soft scoff, the kind only a ten-year-old boy could manage. “Batman’s cool. But Ironman is better. And Spider-Man too. At least Spider-Man has real web-shooters.” He muttered, loosening his tight grip on her hand. Okay, that was a sign that he was starting to relax, Laurel thought. Nolan laughed, a rich sound that made the air feel lighter. “You’ve got a good taste, kid.” He mumbled.

(Senior Disciple John) Inside the crowds outside the Aeternum Auction House, a few particular figure with a very questionable appearance as well as demeanour were sitting on the park bench, they were looking at the big Holographic Projector that were showing the live broadcast of the Auctions. These people were wearing, what many can call, a Ninja like outfits with a twist of middle east influence on them, but despite the odd mixed of the outfits, they were all have the appearance of a clear Asian looks, naturally since this is Fantasma, all of them have the features of fantasy on them. These people were actually coming from a famed organization call, The Spider, a professional Assassin/Shad

Jeff scanned their faces. “Jeff.” Kevin made his way to his son’s side and viewed the lifeless bodies. “What have you done?” While his father spoke from what seemed like miles away, Jeff replayed Mr. Drake’s final word. He hadn’t understood at first but was now transported back to the teacher’s lecture: ‘Many spiders have spinnerets that aid in putting out silk for their webs.’ Everything came into focus like someone adjusted the ring on a pair of binoculars. He met his father’s eyes. “You should run.”