Hood Superhero Novels & Stories

CHRIS: So, what am I going to do? CLAIRE: Mom and Dad might arrive from their trip anytime. So you should be able to find them an excuse as to why we are not around. CHRIS: You're kidding right? You are all going on a fucking suicide mission and you want me to stay at home like a fucking coward ROSE: You'd be a burden. You have no super power. CHRIS: So you're saying Arnold has superpowers? LOGAN: He has shooting and combat skills. He's a marine.

"Oh, come on. Batman has a no guns policy. Superman is the one with the no killing policy!" "Unless you are Zach Snyder!" shot back my new favorite camper. "Don't get me started on Snyder," scoffed Wendy, rolling her eyes. "Hey! I like those movies," I said automatically. "Easy there," said Wendy. "I like them too. And I'd totally drink Henry Cavill's bathwater. But I prefer my Supes and Bats to be on brand, that's all." At least I didn't have to worry about boring her.

Kendra was out to a meeting somewhere, and except for the scratch of Brian's pencil over the paper, the house was quiet. They had decided to spend some time at Philip's apartment. “Hey, buddy,” Philip said, walking over and ruffling Brian’s hair. “What’re you working on?” Brian looked up with a big smile. "I'm drawing a superhero! He's got super speed and he can fly and... and he's super strong!" Philip chuckled and leaned over to take a peek at the picture. "Looks like a pretty cool hero. What's his name?" Brian was quiet for a moment, his eyes then lighting as he exclaimed, "Super Dad!

she confidently glanced at him. Altren smiled at her. “Wrong. That young man did not become a superhero…. At the age of eighteen, he was left jobless in a big city with not a penny in his pocket.” Everyone started to murmur with a frown. “You all might be wondering. Why didn’t he become a hero? Heroes get paid handsomely? Why didn’t he serve society to protect us all? Why?” he paused dramatically. Everyone looked at him curiously. “it was because the man did not want to be a superhero. He wanted to be a musician,”

Iris sighed as she massaged her temples like someone was in a lot of trouble. "I'm getting too open to you guys because I'm going against my logic here. First, you guys don't say anything that they have superpowers like the Hulk, he moves very fast like Ezra Miller. How can I calm down and laugh hahaha like you guys? I think I can go crazy slowly." Shane turned to Tommy with furrowed brows. "Who is Ezra Miller?" She asked confused. Tommy looked back at her with an unconvinced expression. "Artists? I think the characters of superheroes."

I clarified. "Well your majesty alpha, we could take down their defences with a threat. We should have something threatening." one of the Warriors suggested. "And what do you think we can threaten them with?" I asked curiously. "Well, Alpha Troy is a man with a very young sister, about 5 years old and would do anything for her. So just use Edriana to transport you directly to his office, that way No one will suspect or realize you're there. And once in his office, order him hand over his pack or you will hurt her, and when he agrees and orders his patrols down, we march in and take over, bringing them to our pack lands as our new members under your rule." Daxton said. I'm surprised he actual

Zayn was stunned for a moment, then he burst out laughing aloud and shot back, “What do you think?” Annabelle’s heart was racing. She watched foreign films on superheroes frequently such as Superman, Captain America, Iron Man, and more. She had always wondered in her mind if there really was a super-powerful superhero that existed in the world. On the other hand, Zayn’s performance today already fulfilled the qualities of a superhero to some extent. “I think you surely are!” she said in all apparent seriousness. Zayn was amused by her statement. He shook his head and said, “Your guess is wrong. I’m no superhero. I’m just an ordinary person, but my ability to fight is slightly stronger than a

However, I knew I could trust Frank and, again, it would be a pretty hard sell to convince someone that I could just 'stop time. "There's the superhero!" Brandon said, bumping fists with me as he passed by to take his seat. I turned to Frank with a content, yet curious gaze. Frank shook his head and pressed a finger to his lips, letting me know he didn't tell anyone. He and Josh also took their seats as Brandon continued on. "The man with the healing factor, the lightning moves and a kick that can knock down a tree! And he's not bad with the ladies." The lot of us chuckled, including Frank. It was nice to see him in a good mood again.

"How's Aurora?" I sighed and flopped down on the couch, "She's a mess. She said I saved her life and told me that I'm a superhero." "Why do you say that like it's a bad thing?" "Because people always expect things from superheroes. Whenever there's trouble, a superhero is expected to show up and save the day. They're depicted as these indestructible beings who everyone can count on. I don't want to be a hero. All I'll do is disappoint everyone. If anything, I'm a villain."

He asks looking at me intently. “Superheroes are mad up but yeah whatever.” I say and he smiles a little. “I don’t know if they’re made up.” He says and I look at him amused. “Knox, they’re fiction.” I and he shrugs his shoulders like he doesn’t agree. “I think I would be Superman.” He says and I look at him shocked. “Really?” I can’t believe his answer. Out of all the superheroes in the world “Yes!” He says offended. “Not even Iron man? Or …”