Tony Stark Novels & Stories

“My lady, I’m not trying to do any of that, come on, I wouldn’t just stand here to say things I don’t know or am not sure of. Tony’s life would be in danger if the Alpha suspects anything on this. and I know Tony so well, he’s mostly scared and oftentimes, he’s bullied by Simon, the packs Beta, but one thing I know for sure is, he can never be broken. That’s his strength. A secret with Tony Is sealed forever.” I felt amazed. My heart pounded like a piston as I gestured with both hands, trying to figure out what to do. ‘Maybe I should call Boris and find out,’ I had that quick thought cross my mind as I walked to and fro, trying to brainstorm. “Do you think I should call Boris?” I suggested.

He’s kissing my face, shoulders, being playful. It’s sweet as hell but it’s so funny. You wouldn’t think a guy with this persona: bad boy millionaire (Tony Stark, anyone?) would be so playful. Then again, I wouldn't have expected a man of his stature to go crazy over bumper cars. He’s so damn competitive. He’d raced after me, his large frame nearly spilling out of the car. His smile was almost gleeful, almost as if he was allowing his inner child to peek out through his fierce exterior.

“Either way, it looks like you’ll be staying with us for a while longer yet.” “That man... The one with dark hair who was sitting at the end of the table. He knows who I am.” Ethan runs a hand over his full lips, then leans back in his chair. “Aye. I think so too.” “Who is he?” His expression darkens. “His name is Blake. He’s the most dangerous male in the Kingdom of Wolves, and he has the power to either help us, or destroy us. There’s a feast tonight. I’ll speak with him then. And I need you to come with me.”

He shuts the door and leans on it with a phone to his ear. What? This lunatic has been making a call this entire time. “Hey! Psycho!!” I yell, staring daggers at him but he ignores me, talking back to the person on the line. “Tell the stupid director that if it's money he wants, he should name a price so we can get this deal fucking finished. I’m running out of patience!” Oh! He’s not a normal psycho. Just a rich stupid one. “Hey! I’m talking to you!!” I reach to his right ear, snatch the phone out of his hand then smash it on the ground. “Now I have your attention. You hit-”

"I'm Easton Stark, an elder of the Stark family in the Secret Sect." Chase frowned slightly. He had never heard of this person before. "I'm here only to save Ellen. You need not worry," Easton added, his tone calm and reassuring.

She explained and Stacy’s brows curved, confusion spreading across her face upon hearing the name ‘ Tony ’. “Oh, forgive me. This is Tony Martinez, my friend and personal Doctor. He helped me all through my journey too.” She introduced and Tony waved. He had been standing behind Harriett the whole time but neither of them took notice if his presence as they had been fully engrossed with Harriett and the twins. Even when Harriett went upstairs to get the twins, he had been at a corner but they still didn’t notice his presence. Stacy looked at him warily. She had only met him but she knew she didn’t like him. Maybe it was because he looked like he was about to replace her son in Harriett’s lif

I slapped my palms against the stone top in the kitchen. "Sidney Walsh is one of the richest men in the world. He's considered one of the greatest minds of our time. Think brains of Tony Stark, body of Thor, and courage of Captain America," Tove said. He gestured for his phone again. Tapped at the screen again. I almost fainted when he turned it back around. I shook my head and covered my mouth with my hands. I backed up. No. This couldn't be happening. Please, let this be a nightmare.

Torches lined the black stone walls, casting flickering light across the gathered warriors, their armor scarred from countless battles. At the head of the hall, lounging in a carved obsidian throne, sat Valerian—Alpha of the Night Walker Pack. He was a sight to behold. Rugged. Uncompromising. Every inch of him spoke of raw power and the relentless life he had lived. His hair was dark, thick, and untamed, falling just past his shoulders in careless waves. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his left brow down to the edge of his cheekbone, a mark of a battle he had won—and one he wore with pride. His jaw was strong, covered in a rough stubble that did little to hide the sharpness of his featu

Tony sat opposite her on the other one. “Did I ask you to? Before we continue there is something I want you to know first and that is I am sorry." Tony said suddenly. “For what?” Grace said surprised. “ I have not been completely honest with you Grace, I am a Businessman - a dam good one in fact but that is only a tiny proportion of my operations!" Tony said. “What do you mean?” Grace said confused. “I am an American Gang Leader Grace and I am also head of the American Gang Syndicate!" Tony said simply.

After that, I became a regular because of their cheap prices and its lack of customers during the day. “Welcome… oh, it is just you Taoyama-san.” “Hi Boss, how are things going?” There is another reason I like to come here, the owner. The person I just called Boss is a friendly middle-aged man named Matsubara Shinji. He looks and talks like your typical corporate drone, that is why everyone calls him boss. He once told me he only opened this place to fulfill his childhood dream after retiring from a prestigious company. He did not look that old, so it was inspiring how he managed to win at life and climb the corporate ladder all the way to the top at his age.