Tony Stark Novels & Stories

Uncle Stark knocked the door twice before a lady opened it. "we should take the proposals to the next committee meeting" the lady said retreating back to the seat opposite the principal. "Detective Stark , to what do I owe the pleasure" the middle-aged principal stood up with a smile. "you don't have to get up," uncle stark laughed. " I'm actually here to ........" the principal sent a scanning gaze on me. "I suppose you remember my brother John" uncle stark said sitting himself "Yeah, the engineer guy who left for the city, I sure do" Principal Ruttolf laughed "he has a son?" his expression turned to that of surprise for a moment. Dad really has some reputation over here, I noted.

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

“Its a subspace I created. It overlaps with the normal reality, but I’m the only one that can open it. It’ll be our HQ until all this is taken care of.” Willow nodded. Tony could be serious when he wanted to be. And creating something like this beforehand took extreme skill. Not that he doubted his skill. Tony wiped him the first time they fought. He was human, sure enough, but what was the source of his power? He was a mystery. He literally had a demon goddess as his girlfriend. Just what are you, Tony?

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

His voice made her nipples tighten under her blouse. “Elena,” he snapped suddenly through the intercom. “In here. Now.” She jumped up, smoothing her tight pencil skirt, and walked in. Damon sat behind his massive desk in a perfectly tailored black suit, looking every inch the ruthless billionaire. His eyes flicked over her body like he owned it. Which, after last night, he kind of did. “Yes, Mr. Voss?” she asked, trying to sound professional. Her voice came out breathy. He leaned back, staring. “You’re walking funny today. Sore, are we?”

But he doesn’t notice any of this. Because he is watching me. Arthur Stark - the future young heir of the Stark Company and one of the richest men in the world. At the age of just 28, he has what most people would never dream of. On top of it, he is strong, really smart and intimidating. This is wrapped in a muscled body and piercing eyes. Arthur Stark rarely smiles and when he does, the mood of the room changes entiely. Cold beauty and power. He is also my husband.

“Regardless of what you telling me, it's not going to leave this bedroom.” “These walls have ears, and if you think that anything that you say is not known to others, you are very wrong. This place is not a place for you to mess around or to think that you have the privacy or the silence or solitude. Everything they you say is heard. Every move that you make is calculated and one mistake can end up being fatal.” She said, almost like a warning. But then she chose to continue. “The war. His father. The betrayal. This place. Take your pick. Nolan’s always been... composed, sharp, focused, but he used to be human under all of that. Now? I’m not sure he even remembers what softness feels like. I

“ Want some? You're going to need it.” “No thanks. I'm not a drinker.” I declined. I didn't want to be here. I scanned the area for some way of escape. “It's no use you know.” Tony said. I glanced at him. “All the doors are guarded by big guys the size of Bruce Banner. You wouldn't make it two steps. Believe me” —he ran a loose hand through his hair and I saw a glimpse of a scar around his elbow—”I tried.” “You're paying off a debt too?” I asked, besides myself.

He mentioned that his all-time favorite was Iron Man because he admires Tony Stark’s intelligence and charisma. I nodded in agreement, saying how much I appreciated the blend of action and humor in the Marvel series, particularly in movies like Guardians of the Galaxy. Mich laughed and said, "Can’t forget the amazing soundtracks in those movies! They’re the best!" You would have never guessed the big bad Mich that could kill you with his bare hands because he’s part of the mafia would be having a conversation like this. But I noticed with me he tries to show a softer side of him.

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,