Tony Stark Parents 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.”

Uncle Stark asked after which dad broke into a rare fit of laughter " then we both ended up getting spared since she couldn't punish her favorite grandchildren....."dad said amidst laughter " I really miss her" Uncle Stark said "Yeah, she was so good" dad sighed" how's meryln anyway?" he added " Busy as always...."uncle Stark smiled "working night shifts at the hospital" Uncle Stark stared at dad for a while before taking a big gulp from the beer bottle " I'm sorry brother," he said "I should have been there two years ago" he added.

That was the perfect plan. "I have a plan" Tanya looked up. "I will pay for your mother's surgery." Tanya looked around in search of nothing. " You will pay? How?" She whispered. "Anthony Mavens can afford it."

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why

Luis said sarcastically as she innocently looked to the side. Tony rose a brow at her. "Well, I'll have you know that I'm the most respectable person in my family." I laughed at the truthfulness of his words. Tony's mother was into hard rock and mini skirts at the age of forty-seven, his dad owned a strip club and spent his nights shirtless and his younger sister was a junkie and tattoo artist. "Good morning," Michael greeted Tony and Luis. I flinched at the sound of his voice because I wasn't expecting him here.

She bows and then clears all of the dishes, leaving only the juice glasses. "I understand how difficult it must have been to lose both parents at such a young age, and I'm sorry you had to grow up with that woman. Why didn't your father leave some of his possessions to you?" Lorena remarks as soon as the Omega exits. I return my focus to her and open my lips to speak when she interrupts. "Never mind. That's your past life. It no longer matters now that you are here. Everything that belonged to Stark is now yours. Right, son?"

They preferred to live in a place that reminded them of their humble beginnings rather than the luxurious lifestyle my money could afford. My mother, Charlotte Starkov, is a gardener, which explains the huge garden located at the back of their home. I think the garden is bigger than the house itself. Meanwhile, my dad, Pedro Starkov, is a retired military officer from Russia. He is actually half Russian and half Italian. I walked into the living room where my parents sat, engaged in a conversation with Astrid. I don’t know what made me, but I stood rooted by the door, my eyes locked on one person only.

"I don't have a home. He threw me out. He's living there with his girlfriend now." "Girlfriend?" "Fiancée. They're getting married next month. Right after our divorce is final." The words tasted bitter in my mouth. Tony was quiet for a moment, studying my face. "Get in the car." "What?" "Get in the car. You can't sit out here all night." "I have nowhere to go." "Then you'll come with me." I shook my head. "I can't. I don't even know you." "My name is Tony Stark. I'm 35 years old. I own Stark Industries. I have a mansion in Upper East Side, and I promise you, I'm not going to hurt you." He opened the passenger door. "What's your name?"

Upon seeing him in person today, she came to realize that none of those young masters from well-off families in Bradfort City could ever come close to this man. Moreover, seeing that Tony was well-respected even amongst the older generation of corporate bigshots was enough for her to fall in love with him. She quickly chimed in and said, “Dad, Miss Stark is a designer for Hart Group now; naturally, she has to respect her boss. Isn’t it the same for you in our family business?”

This is his way of protecting her. He could have easily told Desmond that Iris is a Stark. But the paternity reports are not out yet. Under any circumstances the results came back negative, then that would be catastrophic for Iris in the future. So he had to hold back until he is sure that she is indeed a Stark. "My mom..." Iris started to say something, but Xavier stopped her. "Don't address the Jones as mom and Dad anymore. Call them Mr and Mrs. Jones. With how they treated you, they don't deserve to be called Mom and Dad" Xavier muttered.