Tony Stark Father Novels & Stories

“You've been saying that for years, Michael.” My mother moved beside my father. “You took enough from us.” Alexander looked at her. “You made your choice.” My mother’s expression hardened. “I chose my daughter.” “And you paid for it.” “No,” she said quietly. “You did.” His smile disappeared. Jake moved closer to me. “You're not getting away with this.” Alexander looked at him. “You're Peter Parker's son.” Jake's jaw tightened. “You knew my father.” “I knew him very well.” “You destroyed him.”

, he stood there waiting for Zack and Mick, and he did all he can to prevent himself from breaking down, he knew he had to be calm so he can think clearly before taking any action while wondering who could be behind this, he was certain it was his father since he was able to investigate and find out the name of the woman that is making him happy, his father doesn't want him happy and Tony doesn't know why his father treated him like he was not his son. Tony was spacing from one end of the mall to another while using his hand to rub his head, he was frustrated because he doesn't know where his father would have taken Christy and what his father intend to do to her. He just pray he was not goi

“Storm, didn’t I tell you? Your dad is busy with important work—” Storm clung to Shadrach with all his strength, his little hands clutching at his shirt as if letting go would mean losing him forever. “Mommy, I know he’s busy because he’s a superhero. But superheroes have families too, and they spend time with them!” Shadrach's chest swelled with pride. He could hardly believe that Wynter had spoken about him with such admiration, despite everything. She had told Storm he was his dad—a superhero, no less. It was more than he deserved. But in his heart, Shadrach knew no one could dispute this bond. Blood or not, Storm was his son.

If it was true then. His eyes snapped upwards to a raging Tony who wasn't done talking yet. "You want to talk about retribution? Then I should be dragging Stefano Quinn to court regardless of all the machines fucking attached to that frail body. He set my father up with charges of embezzlement and ousted him from the company they both started. You know what my wimp of a father did? He left his teenage son and hung himself with a rope. The bastard couldn't even invent an original way to die. Should I..."

And I wonder when this will all end. “Did I ever tell you about my father?” Liam asks suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between us. I shake my head, curious about where this sudden change in conversation is headed. “No, you haven’t. What was he like?” He squeezes my body and buries his face in my hair. Afterward, he whispers, “He was a hardworking man, dedicated to his family and the businesses. But he was also incredibly stubborn and resistant to change. Every time things go downhill, he refuses to adapt, insisting that everything would work itself out in the end. I think that, maybe, the problem with our businesses started then.”

But right now, we have bigger problems than Victor's psychological profile. "Thank you," I said, meaning it. "For saving me. I know we haven't exactly been friend…." "Save it for later," Vivian interrupted. "Tony is about to die. Your father has captured him." The words hit me like ice water. "What do you mean, my father?" Vivian stared at me with an expression I couldn't read. "You really don't know, do you? About who Francesco Newton really is?" "Why do you all keep saying this? My father… he's a businessman. Art dealer, diplomatic consulting…"

Dad took one look at my face and didn't ask what was wrong. I told him everything, the words spilling out faster than I meant them to. The suit. The eyes. The way Jace had said my name like it still meant something to him, right before he locked it all away. Dad didn't say much as the remaining hours of the day went by, keeping a quiet eye on Oliver until I put him to bed. Afterward, Dad just sat with me at the table, his jaw tight, his hands resting on a mug he never used.

Then, he held La Vonn in his arms and declared himself the co-Godfather of La Vonn with Elijah. Raising a child takes team effort and I know La Vonn will never miss his father because he has two filthy rich godfathers who spoil him unnecessarily. Stanley more so than others. Stanley seems to be the man that La Vonn is most attached too, almost like he's deemed him a dad and I was glad. Stanley stepped up where some other bum left off and for that, I spend my nights praying for Stanley to be guided to the straight path and to stop killing people.

Tony With Matt and I getting out of business school and starting this new business, it’s been hard getting the capital to purchase all of the stuff needed to get our place up and running. I wish we were much farther along than we were, but shit happens. My deadbeat father was supposed to help out and be a financial backer for our company but decided that it wouldn’t be a good investment for him and pulled out. I didn’t want to bank on him helping us, but I knew Matt was really hoping he would come through because my sperm donor had the financial means to do so. And just like I assumed, he didn’t come through; I had been dealing with that all my life. That’s why my Mom moved on as soon as sh

He was William’s father, Tony Brown, who was quite well known in the business sphere. He was worth over 300 billion dollars and was considered a symbol of wealth. Whether it was for his status, tactics or power, he was a force to be reckoned with. William was Tony’s only son, which meant that he was obligated to spoil him from birth. He had indulged and coddled him to the best of his abilities, so when his precious son had been beaten to the brink of death, it sparked an unbelievable surge of rage inside of him! He was furious when he heard the news, but now that he had seen the damage with his own two eyes, he had gone completely berserk!