I Am A Super Hero Novels & Stories

“But why you? You’re the nicest mommy.” I kissed the top of her head. “I don’t know why she chose me. But I do know one thing.” I tilted their chins up so they could see my face. “No one is ever going to hurt me again. And no one is ever going to hurt you. I promise.” Adrian nodded solemnly. “Because you’re a superhero.” I laughed softly. “Maybe a little bit.” They snuggled closer. I held them until their breathing slowed and their eyelids grew heavy. Connor watched from the armchair, quiet, and his expression unreadable.

“Who’s with you when Max isn’t home?” “No one,” she answered, biting her lower lip. “I’m fine on my own. I can manage to get through the day even without him. We’ve been like this for a long time,” she added in a low voice. Iris nodded, feeling bad for her. “That’s good, then. Carter—” Iris stopped midway, realizing calling Max ‘Carter’ was too formal. “—I mean Max, and I were too busy lately at work. We have been through a lot of stress trying to catch the bad guys…” Iris contemplated on her choice of words, even though Georgia seemed matured for her age, Iris barely knows her emotional capacity. “Max unfortunately…faced someone who’s dangerous. He managed to hurt him, but rest assured it w

Mom is one of the most famous reporters in the country. She exposes all kinds of wrongdoing, and the public hails her as a champion of justice. What she doesn't know is that while she's out fighting for other people, I'm being viciously bullied at school. When I finally work up the courage to ask her for help, she gives me a disgusted look and tells me to quit being so dramatic. Eventually, my bullies beat me to death and bury my body in a reeking drainage ditch. When my body is finally dug up, Mom is the reporter sent to cover the scene.

I said finally, pulling him into my arms. "But what I do know is that you don't have to worry about her. Mummy can handle the mean people. I've been handling them my whole life anyways." He looked up at me, his gray eyes searching my face with that unsettling perceptiveness. "Are you sure, Mommy? Because I can protect you. I'm a superhero, remember?" I smiled, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill over. "I remember, baby. And I'm so so lucky to have you."

Unwanted Assistance The police were all searching for her. There were several units patrolling the area. Sergeant Acheki knew it was rare for an individual to display multiple powers. Most of them would use a maximum of two, usually never more. There were a small few that could use three, but Akaisha wasn’t normal. She showed the use of three, maybe even more. They considered her a superhuman. It gave him a guilty conscious. It was illegal to use any form of superhuman traits, even if she was doing it for a good reason. Saving lives and stopping a robbery in progress was amazing. Akaisha was, by definition, breaking the law. Unfortunately.

Felicia sucked her lips in; I could tell she felt sorry for me. “I just want you to know that you didn’t do anything wrong, it doesn’t matter what Dr. Adler thinks.” She encouraged in a small voice and I smiled. “You saved a woman, and the hopes of three young girls… you are a super hero.” “Thank you.”

"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."

"Grandma, what is a hero?"It was one of my favorite subjects since I could read and recognize images. A hero is a person with superpowers who fights evil and saves the weak. When I was little I was fascinated by these stories, the superhero comes when you need him most, saves the day, and seduces the girls, well may not be the last part, but he was still meant to be loved by everyone. "One day I will be a hero too!" What a thing to say when you're so young, but in this world miracles can happen.

"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 opened the door and went to step out but Ryan’s voice stopped me once again. “How exactly do you plan on doing that?” I thought about for a minute, however my answer came a lot quicker than I expected it to. It was pretty obvious after everything that had happened in the past few months. I had genuinely never felt stronger than I did in that moment, and I was going to do everything in my power to keep myself feeling like that. “It’s simple really… I am a god damn superhero!”