Atomic Superhero Novels & Stories

The kind where all the darkness slid underneath the tables, unseen, there, but invisible. I walked in without hesitation, coat slung over one arm, my heels quiet against the marble. Two guards stood at the entrance. They didn’t stop me. They knew my face, even if they’d never said my name aloud. They didn’t even dare to. Xavier was waiting at his desk, sleeves rolled up, the tension in his shoulders barely contained. The Alpha mask he wore during public appearances was gone, this was the real one, the kind whose calm meant danger. And the one who I knew feared for the woman he found himself in love with despite himself… the weakness he had, and the one person who he would want to protect ove

If that ends up being the case, both he and Bree will have their hands full. “No, actually you stay. It would be good to get your take on this.” I saw as relaxes back into the armchair a bit, while still keeping his elbows on his knees, like he’s already planning a strategy for whatever is going on. He’s a lot like Jacob in that respect, I realize. Like Jacob, Dax, while an adult, is also still young and is determined to do his job well (which he always does), taking things very seriously as to not be looked upon as a pup. That’s when she arrives. The woman who taught me about compassion, taught me how to care for a pack, also taught me how to fight, and how to make the best damn chocolate c

I try to stop him from walking so I can explain about my friends' behaviour but he keeps on moving as if I'm a mere fly. "Please let me babysit this weekend. I'm sorry for what happened just now. I promise I'm a good babysitter." I plead when I finally get his attention. I swear I feel like I'm trying to stop Captain America instead of just a guy. Or does he actually have super power? Super strength like Captain America? Thor? You got the same build anyway. "I need to leave now." I feel like crying when he leaves without any assurance on my babysitting job this weekend.

The stench of blood and death fills the air and when the last rogue is confirmed dead, I stand in front of the crowd, shifting back to my human form to address them but before I can, they begin to whisper. "Who is he?" "I think he's Abaddon's son." "No, that's who the Rogues talk about, The Bloody Alpha." "The Bloody Alpha? I didn't know he was real." "The Bloody Alpha will protect us." It starts with just a group nearby, but soon the whole clearing has joined in, kneeling before me, a mixture of desperation, hope and adoration on their faces. I don't need a mirror to know I'm covered in blood, the sticky feeling is enough to know there's barely an inch of my skin not covered.

I nearly say upset, only causing him to laugh. "Batman and Co. are cooler." "Oh, come on, don't tell me you think Superman is cooler than Iron Man or Hulk or Thor. There's Spiderman, Dr Strange, Hawkeye, Deadpool of course Captain America, and so many more. Batman or Superman can't ever keep up with them." He laughs about my eagerness. "You are cute when you are so agitated. Just for this reason I'll try to like Marvel in future." His words make me blush, and I give him a warm smile. Even if my intentions in Oxford were to only keep up one-night stands. I have to admit I like him and his way to behave with me.

Alex POV I watched as her soul was crushed from the information Creed decided to hold from me. It was like watching that lovely spark in her eyes deem to darkness. The worst part is I don’t think I’ll be able to fix it. Once the doctor gave her permission to see him, she hasn't left his side, not to shower, or eat anything. The state he’s in, he hasn't opened his eyes yet. He’s coded a couple times but I’ve been told his wolf is doing everything he can to help him stay alive. We still don’t know why his wolf hasn’t shifted until now. Once he wakes up we are hoping we can get some more information from him. Sitting next to the door of his room, watching my mate hold her brother's hand as she

Torin was always the first to volunteer for dangerous missions, driven by a fierce loyalty to our cause and an unyielding sense of duty. Freya Freya, the healer, possessed an innate talent for herbal medicine and healing magic. Her gentle touch and soothing presence brought comfort to the wounded and weary. Freya's compassion was matched only by her bravery, as she never hesitated to put herself in harm's way to help others. Soren Soren was a skilled swordsman with lightning-fast reflexes and unparalleled agility. His dual swords flashed through the air with deadly precision, and he could disarm an opponent in the blink of an eye. Soren's confidence and charisma made him a natural leader amo

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

Everything about her was something that I could not help but find myself admiring. She was fighting me at every step, and yet I couldn’t stop showing up. Couldn’t stop pushing, even when I didn’t know why. And that was what scared me. Because I was Damon Lockwood. Alpha of one of the strongest packs on this side of the country. Feared. Respected. In control. I wasn't the man who accepted being controlled by anyone. I wasn't the man who accepted being told no, being told what to do. Except when I was around her. When I was around her, I just found myself being completely lost.