Hood Superhero Novels & Stories

"I've been reading books of old The legends and the myths Achilles and his gold Hercules and his gifts Spiderman's control And Batman with his fists. And clearly, I don't see myself upon that list. But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss Just something I can turn to Somebody, I can kiss I want something just like this. Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

“I learned about dinosaurs! And I drew a family! And Tommy said his dad is a lawyer! And I said my dad is a superhero! And—” _Silence._ He stopped. Looked at Adrian. At the scar. Thin. Pink. Healing. “Is your ouch better,” Alex asked. Quiet. 5 years old. Remembering. Chapter 54. Gun. Blood. “All better,” Adrian said. Crouching. Tapping the scar. “See? Superhero healing.” “Good,” Alex said. Nodded. Serious. “Because we need you. For 3 AM. And 3 PM. And all the times.”

Scribbles of stars above the figure’s head. “What’s this one called?” I asked gently. “‘Sky Fire.’ It’s what a superhero wears. She doesn’t fly. She just makes people feel better when they’re crying.” My throat thickened. I kissed his forehead and stared at the drawing long after he curled up in my lap, eyes drooping. Sky Fire.

Before Frank could speak, Moxxi answered, "We know our chief very well even if others don't. The only difference between him and superheroes is the red underwear, and it's only natural he refuses to allow any nonsense to happen where his light touches—right, dear leader?" Frank rolled his eyes at both Moxxi and Jada—those two could really be a handful on occasions. Hana Pearce came up just then. "Superhero? What superhero?" "Exactly the one you're thinking of!"

We couldn't resist moving closer, our legs intertwining, unable to back away. "I said there's no Robin to a Batman, and we'd probably be two Batmans," he chuckled, his eyes brimming with love that words could never fully express. "But she cut me off and said, no. She said I was moral to a fault and you could be impulsive and headstrong. We're different, but we're still two superheroes who would die for each other. In any era, any alternate universe. Like Captain America and the Winter Soldier." My chest rose against his, and I whispered, my voice filled with conviction, "I can believe that."

"I'm not taking that shit. I have no interest whatsoever in being a superhero." "Do you think this is a marvel or DC movie or something? You think you’re green lantern? Spiderman? Thor? The Antman? Shazam? I could go on and on Robert, but my point is, you’re not a superhero Rob, trust me. And I have no inter— "

He pouted as I smiled. “How many times have you seen me this week? Huh? And why did you have to get injured? I've told you countless times to be careful.” I scolded, trying to keep my tone soft at the same time. “I was playing a superhero with Brie and Remi. I was Superman. Brie, Wonder Woman and Remi, supergirl.” “Superman does not hurt himself. He's very careful while saving the say. So you’ll be careful from now on. You know you can't protect your sisters if you're injured right?” I questioned meaningfully as he nodded his head.

"I'm Troy. Do you guys like superheroes? Ollie and I are always arguing about who's the best hero. He thinks it's Captain Justice but that's obviously wrong." "Captain Justice is objectively the best," I declared, the familiar argument settling over me like a comfortable blanket. "He has the most powers and the coolest costume." "Having the most powers doesn't make you the best," Riley said quietly, echoing what he'd said last night. "It's about character development and moral complexity." Marcus's eyes lit up. "See? Your brother gets it! Ollie, I finally have someone on my side!" We continued down the hallway, Marcus immediately launching into an enthusiastic explanation of why Shadow Knigh

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.

I gripped my phone tightly in my hand as my tears began streaming down my face. The comments section erupted in joy at that. "LOL! Randy's the best! He would do anything to protect poor Evie from harm! He's so hot, oh, my God. I'm so happy and satisfied with everything he did!" "He should have done this a whole lot earlier! Cassidy doesn't even know how to behave herself. But now, she can't go abroad anymore and doesn't have a single penny to her name. Tsk, she had no other choice but to slink back and accept her fate now!"