I Am A Super Hero Novels & Stories

My mom says I have long eyelashes but when I look up, I don't see them. I'm too tall because I can reach my own bowl and no one has to help me. I like cars, most of my clothes have cars impressed on them. Oh, I also like Batman and Superman. My aunt bought me a hamburger that was wrapped up in a sheet of Batman and Superman. I don´t know how to explain that. I don't know how you are physically, and maybe you haven't replied because I'd never told you how I am.

I smiled when I saw her proudly walking out of the door, her legs and palms no more shaking. "So saving strangers is your part-time job?" His voice had a hint of surprise in it. I frowned at the weird question."First, you saved Kia when she ran in the middle of the road, then you saved me by being Kia's babysitter, then you saved my employee from getting demoted and now this woman by freeing her from an abusive relationship. What are you? A superhero." I shrugged my shoulders, genuinely confused as to why he was counting all the things." I'm just me."

But I was definitely not ready to give up all my life and my dreams for some stupid heroic stuff. I was not the kind of man who would stand in front of the media and say hi, "I am ironman." I was definitely not that kind. I would rather keep both chapters of my life apart from each other. I didn't want people to even consider the thought that I was some kind of hero or something. I loved my fans. But I was good with being a bike racing celebrity. I was definitely not thinking about being part of the Avengers and I was definitely not thinking about being Iron Man. I was the Alpha of a bunch of weirdos. Not including my girlfriend. Turned out, her powers actually belonged to heaven. She was al

I’ll mаkе ѕurе nо one саn tоuсh me оr hurt me. The рrоmіѕе flаѕhеѕ thrоugh mу mind as I lose соnѕсіоuѕnеѕѕ. I’m not a hооkеr! I’m Cаrrіе Jаmеѕ and I’m раrt of an undеrсоvеr роlісе ѕtіng.

“I…” I hesitated, unsure of what to say. My inner monologue had been so cruel that I wasn’t used to hearing someone actually be… excited about my powers. “I don’t know about being a superhero, but maybe I’ll be able to light a candle without a match.”

William grabbed Aiden’s shirt collar and Aiden grabbed William’s arms. “You better watch your mouth.” William hissed through his teeth. Layla’s couldn’t take it. “Stop it. Nothing happened.” Layla said wanting this situation to came to an end. “He used you.” William yelled and pushed Aiden’s hand of his and punched Aiden across the jaw. The sound that came of them sounded like thunder. “Stop it!” Layla screamed as Aiden fist went flying towards William. William used his super speed and dodge the blow only to go around Aiden and kick his feet out under him.

All throughout eating my lunch, I couldn't stop thinking about my awesome powers. It didn't take very long before I started getting even more ideas. I had told Sarah that abusing my powers didn't interest me. But what if I used them to, say, help people instead? I started to think of myself as that superhero again, grinning in excitement. How cool would it be if I, I don’t know, could turn invisible? Yes! That would be so amazing! My mind began to flood with all kinds of possibilities of helping people while invisible. Imagine, sneaking into a house full of bad guys while they're planning a bank heist or something. I could alert the police and tell them everything and those guys would have n

, Ryder stood up and they both left my room. I felt weird, why would I faint out of nowhere- OMG! HOW CAN I FORGET ABOUT THAT? I have superpowers! The storm and tornado thingy! I fainted because of the pressure of the storm and shit and ruined everything! Oh my Gosh! I'm a superhero! YAY!

Ruby: I was dragged through the familiar hallways of the pack house, and the memories of my haunting happy moments resurfaced with each reluctant step I took. "Please, I beg you, take the child and let me be. Take the girl, take the money, take the glory, but set me free." I pleaded, shouting desperately, for the rude man to hear me and spare me from facing Liam. A sense of dread washed over me, remembering the pain he had caused me in the past. I was done playing Super Hero. I was no super hero.

“I’m a hero like him?” “Of course you are. You did not know that you are a hero?” Elijah feigns doubt by furrowing his brows. Ezra shakes his head innocently. “Hmm. That’s strange. Well, it's understandable. Heroes don’t know they are heroes and that’s what makes them cool. You are our hero, Ezra.” Ezra looks up at me. “I am?” I smile and nod. “Yes, you are.” The sadness in his eyes is completely replaced with excitement. “I am a hero! I have superpowers and I defeated the evil monster! Hahahaha!” He raises his fist in the air.