Every Superpower Novels & Stories

After her statement, she witnessed Adrian vanish, eliciting horrified stares from the surrounding crowd. "How is he so fast?" ‘It's not speed, it's teleportation. It's the Origin Power,’ Megan thought. Her knowledge surpassed that of her companions. The Origin Power was one of the most closely guarded secrets within Dark Moon, intricately linked to the upper echelons of strength. A wielder of Origin Power held a significant advantage over ordinary Grandmasters, akin to the disparity between Grandmasters and eighth-level experts. It was two entirely different levels of existence.

Faith didn't want to involve the scarred children anymore in this war, but she couldn't think of any other choice. "Hey! Guys... listen to me carefully; it's all going to be all right. I just wondered... do any of you have your powers yet?" She asked them as calmly as she could muster. "I d-do." One little boy murmured. "Me too!" An older girl with big glassy eyes chipped in. A small smile graced Faith's lips as a couple more children revealed they had superhuman powers. 'We may have a chance.' Faith thought anxiously.

Just when I think that, okay, cool, I've got this superpower that can make women do this and this, and that can get me into this pleasurable situation or that— in other words, just when I think I have my special abilities figured out— I get a big, fat, sliding curve thrown at me and I have to admit I don't know whether I have any superpower at all or I'm just crazy and lucky. I'm thinking now of what happened last week.

He paused, searching my face for a reaction. “You come from the lineage of the Moon goddess.” “What !” I said with a scoff. “You are stronger than an average human, you have showcased this power more times than I can count without even knowing.” “I have superpowers?” my brows dragged up “Yeah.” “I belong in your world after all…so what are you scared of?” “It is something you are not even aware of, you don't know how to use it or control it.” He explained softly. “If I am in danger, isn't the power supposed to help?” I shrugged.

She had those powers. ***************************

"And who will carry you and your luggages back? I have two hands, remember?" "And you're a vampire with super strength. You're like Superman. Perhaps even better." With my mouth full, I stretch forth my left hand to count, "flight, super-strength, super-sight, mind-reading, glowing eyes, fangs, claws, super-hearing, you can control plants—something of the sort. Did I miss anything else?" "I bend growth." He mentions. Is he correcting me? "Uh?" I blink at him.

Biological son? I frowned. So I wasn't their biological son. But what they said next stunned me even more. "Of course we'll help you. You're our son. We only adopted Swain because he already had a superpower at a young age!" My mother complained but still lovingly stroked Chris' head. She then poured a white powder into the wine with shaking hands. "We went out of our way to obtain this drug. After consuming it, a person will lose their superpower, no matter how strong it is. When the superpower sharing system completely shuts down, the spatial power will belong only to you."

“Aris can control dreams, Siphra can read minds, Canaan can duplicate himself, Mildy can cause hallucinations, and Geoffrey can cause a person to rot with just one touch and Elkarim can communicate with animals” All of this was just so amazing. So everyone could control the weather with the force of their energy and run inhumanely fast as the basic stuff. “What do you think that my special power would be?” I asked “The moon goddess gives each of her moon born children a special power according to what pleases her. When she sees that you are ready, she will bestow your powers to you” I nodded I just hoped that my powers would be able to save us all from whatever was coming.

“So why are you unhappy?” She sighed, looking at my hands. “Do you know what the best superpower is?” “To be invisible.” She smiled. “No, it is to smile even when everything makes you cry. It’s to be happy in the saddest times. It’s to not have insecurities. That is the best superpower.” “Do you have it?” She shook her head. “No one has it.” I frowned. “Why?” “You’ll understand that when you grow up. It’s very rare.”