Atomic Superhero Novels & Stories

I only made it this far because of him and mom. “Let’s go share the good news with you mom, I’m sure she made enough food to feed all the warriors,” dad says as he breaks the hug but keeps one arm around my shoulder. As we walk out of the office an alarm goes off. It’s the SOS. One of the packs in the Alliance is being attacked, and since Alpha Ryker is not rushing in the direction of his pack it can only mean Silver Moon is being attacked. In, what appears to be no time at all, the EAS is gathered in the gym.

"Batman wouldn't be Batman without The Joker and Superman wouldn't be Superman without Lex Luthor." All fours guys were staring at me as if I'd grown a second head but I continued talking nonetheless. "The bad guys are what makes superheroes, superheroes, so no, I'm not choosing either one. I'm sticking with Thanos and The Joker, though Thanos isn't a villain if you really think about it." "You wound me Alexis," Nick said placing a hand on his chest and feigning hurt, "I don't know who you are." "And you never will." Everyone agreed with him but I just shrugged and continued eating.

I smiled at him and he sighed in relief. "God, I thought something had happened to you!" And that's when it all hit me. I reached up to touch my face but felt nothing. One of the things why being a werewolf is useful. Your wounds heal up quickly. "I swear to God, I will kill me that no good bastard." Aaron all but growled. I reached out and placed my hand on top of his. "Calm down." I croaked. He quickly got up and placed a glass of water in front of my face.

"Don't you see, your powers are too strong to be there in the world? We can't let you leave this island, Bash. It's not only for your own good but for everyone else too." "But I'm a superhero," Bash argues. "And you're a bully!" Bash sticks out his chest, proudly standing his ground. I can see the alpha energy surging from him. "STOP LYING and leave me and my mama alone, NOW!" he roars, using his alpha voice for the first time.

“Secret. If I’m dead, I can’t confirm anything you tell anyone. Remember, if one of us comes out publicly, then it means it will out everyone. Now you understand where I’m coming from? I’m not human. Do I have to follow human laws, and do those laws protect me? Am I an intelligent being or a pet? Think about it. Some families would suffer from public exposure.” “You realize that it’s my job to look into things like this? If I don’t learn about this, it’s going to be hell on Earth if it gets out another way.” “I don’t want excuses like they want to look at us medically. Or super-soldiers. It wouldn’t be the first time it’s happened to our people.” “Do you really think that would happen?” “The

Hate was too small a word,it was too simple What I felt was slower. The kind of suffocating resentment that settled into your bones and refused to leave. Thirty years old man still stuck in a 9-5 job at Apex Dynamics. No money and no prospects The world had already decided I was the designated punching bag. Over a century again,due to some mutation that the government kept super-secret. Superpowers became a thing of existence. That brought about flashy pricks flying around on the news and government-sponsored heroes signing endorsement deals One in a thousand people got powers.

she said, but Aliyah knitted her eyebrows, creasing her forehead. She narrowed her eyes, looking at us like we were her subjects in an experiment. “Frank’s the Captain America, and Finn’s the Superman.” Captain America? I glanced at Frank, shrugging his shoulders, also confused with Lexi’s answer. Superman? Aliyah giggled, nodding as she uttered her next words, “So, Frank is not only handsome but honest, loyal, and good guy.” Frank nodded, smirking at me as he agreed with the girl. I raised my head, lifting an eyebrow at Lexi, wanting to ask her what Aliyah was saying because she was only seven years old, or maybe eight. I wasn’t sure.

Don't worry, when I come back, I'll bring a gift for both of you. — If you go and don't come back with my sombrero and a bottle of very spicy pepper, you know we'll have a huge problem. I'll make you work for another fifty years with me," a male voice appeared in the lobby. Coming out of the employee elevator, a man in an unbuttoned suit, a backpack on his shoulder, and a wonderful woody perfume that could be smelled from a distance, his calm tone of voice sounded like thunder, and he was completely different from what Catherine could expect from someone working there. He was tall, probably about six feet tall, strong, his hair was tied up in a bun on top of his head, a lumberjack-style bear

Sofia goes in for a few seconds and returns with a wrapped flask in hand. “I saved you some dinner,” Sofia says, presenting the flask to me. “I’m grateful.” I take it out of her hands and hug her. “Don’t mention it, Sam. What are besties for?” “Let’s go already. The ice cream’s gonna melt.” Derek urges yanking on my arm. I break the hug and turn to leave. “Give me a call when you get home,” Sofia yells as I walk away. “I will,” I yell back. It’s a three-minute walk to our apartment. The cold air of night keeps us company as we walk along the busy streets of New York.

Phoebe asked as we watched him turn in circles, his eyes watching each and everyone of us like a hawk searching for its next prey. "No," my mother and I responded in unison. "If he needs restraining, I will do it. I am the superior here," my mother stepped towards Xerxes. Medaline, Phoebe and I glanced at each other having a quiet conversation of who the actual superior was. Silas is literally a high ranking officer in the supernatural army. Cassian was a prime lycan alpha and heir to the wolven empire. Medaline and I were princesses and Phoebe was a badass werewolf with a lot of experience and not to mention PhD at 21 smart.