Novel & Cerita The Iron Man Book

“Oh believe me sweet girl. I do. Captain America is the better Avenger.” “Like hell he is. Iron Man can fly.” “Iron Man is only alive because of electronics.” “Exactly. He was smart enough to figure out how to save his own life.” “Captain America….” “Captain America was frozen for years. Technically he’s an old man.” “He relies on his own abilities to be a hero.” “So does Iron Man. His intelligence created what he needed to be a hero.” “He wouldn’t be one without his gadgets though.” “Still he used his mind to create those gadgets to be a super hero.”

“But… what kind of surgery are you about to have?” “It’s a little hard to explain. You know Colonel Rhodey in the Avengers, right?” “The other Iron Man? Oh, what was his name again?” “Yes. War Machine. You remember when he got injured in Civil War?” Kate’s eyes light up. “Oh right! After that, he was wearing those high-tech leg braces designed by Tony Stark.” “Exactly. Except I won’t have any leg or arm braces. It’ll still be me. My own limbs, the bones inside my skin etc.”

“The guy on the front looks familiar. Is this the Iron Man?” “Yeah, he is a superhero, but he has no real powers...just money. So, he built a suit to fight the villains.” I started to put the MCU movies on her bookcase in order. “There are some people who say that Ironman is just a rip-off. Because he has no powers, he is just filthy rich....” “Like Batman?” Samantha asked before looking very confused and deep in thought. “Yeah! Exactly!” I was excited, “you know Batman?”

The one I got for my birthday that I haven't touched until now, a very thick book might I add, filled up in less than three weeks. I decided to draw all the Marvel characters that I wanted to like Ironman, Spider-Man, Captain America, Black widow, and Black Panther. I also did a detailed drawing of my ring. I can't get over it. I did a drawing of the reveal of our wedding picture. Like when he first saw me. I love that picture. If I were to look back on that picture when I was suffering from dementia I would think it's real. I did other things too. Like one page is my 'warm up page'. I use that page to do random things to help me think. I drew all the books I read. The Twilight series on one

Alex POV. We moved everything in, Emilio helped a lot, after an hour of setting things around the room finally looked like mine. It had all the pillows, sheets, lamp, a night light that I tried to be sneaky while buying it. And some more decoration here and there, my sheets were Iron man themed, Emilio saw me looking at them and simply bought them for me. It's okay lot's of adults love Iron-Man he's really cool, smart, rich and a superhero. At least I don't like Batman, all money and no brains, he's not even that cool. (I hate batman, said it before and I'll say it again)

Except for Jack London, who they made us read at Moon Lake school, I’ve never heard of these guys. I have no idea why we’re talking about books, but it’s something to think about besides our ugly past and being poisoned and panic attacks, so I grab on with both hands. “What did he write?” “Who? Dumas?” “Sure.” “Uh. The Three Musketeers. The Count of Monte Cristo. The Man in the Iron Mask.” “What’s it about?” “The Man in the Iron Mask?” “Yeah.” I don’t care. I can just breathe better when he’s talking. His voice is nice. Deep and gruff and rumbly and not scared.

Maybe the facade only looks small with the help of optical illusion. I didn't speak. I looked around and there were many books scattered there. There is also a cauldron over the fire inside the fireplace. Something was brewing and the ladle was spinning and mixing the liquid. I tried not to be amazed but even so, I was still amazed by everything I was seeing. "Sicario, is he the one you say is your grandson?" Merlin asked Grandpa. Grandpa smiled. He looks proud like I am some kind of a prized possession.

I wiped off imaginary dust from his suit and patted his cheeks. Walter’s beards felt coarse and prickly against my hand. Fuck! The man needed to shave his beards off. They are weapons if I must say! I smirked and turned around, walking away with my brothers beside me as we searched for a secluded place to discuss the pressing matters that had them worried. After a few minutes of searching for a random secluded place, away from ear-shots, I looked at Leonardo, urging him to speak up. “The Italian mafia are lurking in the dark.” He started, his jaw ticked again and his eyes burning with fury.