Tony Stark Snaps Novels & Stories

Inside his office, Xavier sat on a sofa playing with the silver pen knife in his hand. His eyes were blood tasty and cold. "Boss, here he is. " Tony said, kicking Stanley, who was caught trying to escape on a boat, to his knee. " Hello big brother, long time no see " Stanley said nervously. Immediately, he spotted Xavier's cold face. " Indeed, it has really been a long time, " Xavier replied nonchalantly, standing up with the pen knife, reflecting his coldness, which got Stanley trembling.

Tony explained and paused to catch his breath. “Which is why I will be needing your help.” He added with his lips in a thin line while Dr. Raph stared at him like the highest her lost his mind. “Not only do I not understand why you would think you can do anything to a gang like the Snakers, but I also don't know what you want me to do. I am a fucking doctor, Tony, not an assassin.” Dr Raph twisted his face as he spoke. “Ah!” Tony exclaimed and clicked his fingers. “I was getting there.” He flashed his friend a smirk, one that made Dr Raph roll his eyes.

And those frequencies were screaming. #RogersStalker was trending globally at number one. Not #RogersEspionage. Not #GenevaAttack. Their names, fused together. He tapped it. A video clip, already with millions of views: the moment Anton turned to him during the press conference. “I trust Sabatine Stalker with my life… He is my partner in this fight.” The clip ended on a freeze-frame of Anton’s face, the expression there stripped of all billionaire aloofness, raw with a conviction that was terrifying in its intimacy.

From the movie, she could tell that these men were literally in for the shock of their god-damned lives. She watched as Anthony's smile faded into a frown. "Do you want this?" He asked, dropping the machine on the table. "Of course, I do." He had literally no idea how much she had waited for this day. The day she would get her revenge. "Are you sure?" "Yes." "Good." He turned to his guards. "Plug it in." He ordered.

Clingy, yes, but sweet. Tony’s eyes darted toward us, and I noticed him tugging on his suit jacket, trying to gather whatever was left of his dignity. I could see the frustration in his eyes, the kind of frustration that comes from being publicly embarrassed. But still, he managed to open his mouth again. “Bitch!” he snapped, his voice rising just enough for everyone around us to hear. “What would you know? You think the robot you developed is any better? You probably couldn’t even put together a single piece of scrap metal!”

“As much as possible, we aim to build a good relationship here between Exclusive and Stark Apparel, so we are going to make this a fun day for everyone. Are you ready, Mr. Stark?” The only fun I will have today is when this is finally over. “Sure, Carla, Whenever you are ready.” “Okay. So…” She shifted her leg to the other side. “Everyone already knows that the Stark family is one of the elites of Manhattan, but we never really saw the real face of Gabriel Stark, and this is a great opportunity to see a side of you that we have not yet seen. You play tennis, too, Mr. Stark. Is this another of your dreams that have yet to come true? Becoming a tennis star?”

Without even turning to look at her, Thanos’s hand shot to her throat, his grip tightening as he lifted her off the ground. “Please…” Sabrina choked, her voice barely audible. But Thanos didn’t let go. He squeezed harder, his gaze fixed on me. “Sabrina!” I screamed, but it was too late. With a sickening crack, Thanos snapped her neck. Her lifeless body crumpled to the floor. My stomach churned, bile rising in my throat. “Now,” Thanos said, his smirk returning as though nothing had happened. “Don’t waste my time. Where are the pups?”

The adults were occasionally glancing at Mr Stark, making small talk that he made it his mission to shut down. They decided to take business back into the building. Anthony grabbed my arm before I could go into the office. I looked between him and Mr Stark, who was looking at Anthony’s hand on my arm. “Hi Emmanuel,” Anthony greeted Mr Stark, waving at him with a huge smile. “You don’t need him in there, right?” he asked him. “I could use a friend,” Mr Stark eyed him for a moment too long before he disappeared into what looked like an office, shutting the door behind him. “Great, come with me,” Anthony said turning to walk back the long passageway.

Snapping my neck to the side to a satisfying crack, I make my way to the main office. Alex is already by the coffee machine brewing a cup. "You want a cup too?" She asks and I give her a light nod. "I'd love that." Huh....am so tired. "Hey Pari...did you see the pictures?" Alex says catching my attention. "Which pictures?" "It's the current rumor online." She ticks, staring at me like an alien from another world. "A big fan caught a picture of Xavier with his secret lover." Secret lover? Holy chocolate...what.

“Fiat of the shard: Railgun barrage!” Tony’s fists went up in a flurry of blows. The remaining projectiles exploded before even reaching the height of a skyscraper. “What happened to this place is going to become a battlefield!?” Tony clenched his fist. He was just giving them a show, a way of telling them to stop fucking around and send the actually strong ones.