Better Days Superm Novels & Stories

He says while wagging his eyebrows at me. I laugh and then he raises his hands and flexes his muscles, like a muscle builder. When he does, I ooh and aah, until he smiles and winks at me. It’s just so amazing that I have been back here for three weeks now, and it seems like we have been together forever. I even work at Rosalee’s place on Thursdays and Fridays, to help her out. Of course, I take the money she gives me, and I put it aside, just in case Sebastian and I ever break up and I am forced to go back to the States.

"Diagnosed with what? What are you saying?" "Those pills were the only reason I could stand up and cook you breakfast," she said, her voice cracking for the first time. "They were the only reason I could dance with you at the gala without screaming. I just wanted to make it to the end of the contract. I just wanted to leave you with one good memory so you wouldn't hate me when I was gone." She looked at the empty toilet bowl, the water still swirling. "But I don't think I’m going to make it to Day 100 now, Arthur," she whispered. "I don't think I'm going to make it at all."

About six months into the apocalypse, both my mom and I had discovered some serious powers. Mine? I could hear my dad's thoughts—yes, only his. In an apocalyptic world where survival hinged on brute strength, this ability was as useful as a screen door on a submarine. The only upside was that I became his personal translator. But my mom? She struck gold. She developed super strength—and not just the run-of-the-mill kind. Her entire body mutated. She went through a second growth spurt, and now she was almost seven feet tall—tall and built like a tank.

Silver retorted and zoomed out of the school compound. “So I see you and Matthew talking almost every day, apology finally accepted?” “It took you three weeks to ask that?” “It took you three weeks to tell me?” Silver retorted. “Yeah. We’re already talking and it’s so nice. I have my best friend back.” “And I can’t wait to finish the art thing so I can disturb the hell out of you two lives and go to the rave party with you.” “Rave party?” “You don’t know? There’s a rave party this weekend. I should be done with my art tomorrow and submit it, so we can go together and chill out.” Silver added.

Tamera responded . "So when are they arriving?" Dax asked. "Friday evening." Tamera replied. "I'll get Rich to give us a 3 day weekend. So I can spend it getting to know your kids." Dax said . "You will?" Tamera said. "Yes, I will." Dax responded. "Something has always bothered me about Jake. What's his deal? It's like he hates women." Tamera said.

"Negative Supe, you fuck with me on this it would be the end of us, we clear? You don't do shit that would tip him off." "I think you forget that I'm your boss." "I think you forget I don't give a fuck, he gets away I'll level this fucking town to the ground." "Okay, okay, calm down I wasn't going to tip off the fucker, I'm just trying to figure a way to do this so you don't get any flack from the big guys." "You think I give a fuck about that either? And Supe about your stipulation...he's fucked." He was still calling for me when I hung up.

I flashed a tiny smile and made sure you saw it first before I brought my head closer to give you another peck. "Hang on. It's my song." The moment another instrumental song played that lingered through the whole room, one of your arm let go of my waist to pick up the microphone beside you. I let out a soft chuckle. It was "I Like Me Better" of Lauv, one of your favorite artist. "To be young and in love in New York City. To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me. To be drunk and in love in New York City. Midnight into morning coffee. Burning through the hours talking."

His secretary hesitated to open her mouth so his assistant help her. "We have bad and good news for today." He started. "Good news!" He asked first. He doesn't want to ruin his mood yet. Usually, the bad news is worth a million. He still wants to prolong the happiness he is feeling right now. No one makes him smile like this. Maybe that ordinary woman is a witch who captured his heart. Who knows what will happen soon but will someone like him will learn to love? "Salcedo Enterprise signed last night and donated 1000 flyers." His assistant started.

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​The kitchen grew quiet as the November evening pressed against the glass, the park below sinking into a deep, bruised purple. ​"Tomorrow," she said. ​"Tomorrow," he agreed. ​Margot appeared in the guest room doorway, leaning against the frame. "I’d like to officially note," she said, "that I cracked Apex-7 on zero sleep and approximately fourteen double espressos. I feel that deserves some form of historic recognition." ​"It deserves significant recognition," Scarlett agreed with a ghost of a smile. ​"It deserves dinner," Xavier said. "I’ll cook." ​Both women turned to look at him, stunned.