Tony Stark X Steve Rogers Novels & Stories

It was a smart play. Then the figure spoke, his voice a low, calm baritone that carried easily across the still air. “Sabatine Stalker. Mr. Rogers sent me. My name is Leon Vartanian. I am his Head of Executive Protection. He’d like you to come in from the cold.”

I accepted his hand. "No, no, call me call me Archer." He kiss me on the back of my hand, it feels like a slimy worm crawling all over me. "Why don't I show you around." Oh my chocolate, I can't spend a single second alone with this old asshole. "There will be no need for that Mr Archer." Xavier quickly cuts in. "It was nice seeing you again." Xavier says, even when his face says the opposite. "You too." Mr Archer smiles. "See you again Mr Stephen."

he snarled, his tone deep and lethal, no room for argument. I pulled away, my chest rising and falling hard, while he wheeled to confront the rogues, his team spreading into a ragged semicircle around the monsters. The rogues picked up on it, their barks growing sharper, threats rumbling out, but the moment had slipped. Steve unleashed a savage howl, storming forward with a fury that rattled the branches, his squad flowing as a single, lethal force.

Adrian and he were definitely friends and cared about each other, even if they gave each other near constant shit. At last, Tony reached their spot. He was so cold that even the walk from the water to their stuff under the summer sun did nary a thing to warm him up. It wasn't until he laid down on his Captain America towel(He was a Marvel fan, ok?) that the warmth of the sand started to melt the ice in his bones. His towel was as warm and soft as the sand under it

I mean, it’s totally something Tony Stark would do. As if he can read my thoughts, his gaze snaps to mine, and he smirks. He looks so much like Connor that my heart stutters for a moment. Then I realize that I’m in a room full of gorgeous men. Not average men, but full-blown spank fodder, GQ centerfold, beautiful men. Oh, how I would be many women’s envy right now. Well, except for the comparatively beautiful women who are married to them. My thoughts are interrupted when several pictures of Earl Waltman and Carlton Waltman appear in front of us.

She was about to slap him again when the guy hurriedly answered. “Rogers!" He was startled to see his men were dying, he didn't see what she did to them. She didn't even touch them! "Rogers sent us!”He answered hurriedly. Scarlett knew well who Rogers was. He is the successor to the Mafia leader, Amir Petrov, whom she was paid to be sent to hell through a sniper shot. One bullet between his eyebrows. “Make sure my message gets to him,” Scarlett held the guy’s hair fisted by her left hand while a knife made minor cuts on his throat with the other hand. “I will not make his death as easy as his predecessor.” Then she knocked the guy out.

Steven talked to his driver before getting off when they got home. "Thank you, Sir. It's perfect and I have a friend to visit." Steven nodded to the gentleman before turning his back on him. Like Grey, he also did not have any sort of doubt about him. Tony happily left and hurried to the house of his original boss, Kanor. He was also eager to see his boss' grandson that he was very proud of. Tony stopped for a moment when he remembered what Grey had said about the boy they had seen at the airport earlier.

Stark looked at Noah with sad eyes and said, “You are being emotional about this right now, but later on, you will see the bigger picture, son.” Too drunk on his feelings to respond, Noah ignored his father's words and reached for the plate of toast, squeezing his eyes shut for a second when he heard Mr. Stark's sigh. A while later, Mrs. Stark returned to the room with a middle-aged gentleman that seemed to be around the age of Mr. Stark with dark brown hair, tanned skin, hazelnut-colored eyes, and broad shoulders. “Noah, this is Rhodes .” Mrs. Stark introduced them with a small smile, taking her spot next to Noah, who immediately stood up and shook hands with the man. “He mostly serves this

“I get you. But that's not happening to me this time. I got a gorgeous wife and a dead woman depending on me this time.” “Woah. A dead what?” Steven’s head snapped up as he realized what had happened. He hadn't meant for that to slip out. “Look, forget I said anything. But there's no need to worry about me, Tony. I'm fine.” “If you say so.” Tony said before clapping Steven on his shoulder and heading to his office to ring up Steven's bill. He emerged five minutes later and tossed the card and receipt to Steven. Steven scanned it briefly and said,

I look back at the car and see Charlie moving around inside it, "you're not funny, the situation is fucked, but I'm not, remember I have a contract, it has a stipulation that if at any time prior to our union, that either of us find our fated mate, the contract will be considered null and void." Chris laughs at Steve, "see this is why he is the Alpha, Gamma, learn from him." Steve slaps Chris on the back, "don't have to, already got my mate and kids, I'm one up on him already." "Remind me again why you 2 are my best friends,?" I laugh as we break through the clump of trees obscuring us from the car. We remove our clothes and place them at the base of a tree and shift, we ran in the directio