I Am A Super Hero Novels & Stories

“You don't.. love me..” “I do, Abby. I love you. I love everything about you. How you have only ever seen the worst in people and the darkest side of life, yet you are the brightest person that I know. I love how you are like sunshine breaking through storm clouds. I love how smart you are, how kind you are. How even though you were raised by the cruelest bastard as a father, you are still so open to love. I love how you perfect you are. That even though you were injured to this degree, you still called Mom and asked her if she needed for you to take her to the hospital. That is how selfless you are and it is another reason why I love you.”

His fire would be enough to heat water to form steam,turning turbines and making electricity. Waow Hayat.You're genius!! I mentally patted myself. So I really want to break that ice today.With some amount of mischief I have quantised in my brain I'm forming plan to push the buttons of Mr.Jerk. Remember!!Mr.Touch me not is also Mr.Talk me not I laughed at my own joke. So way to go towards my plan. Allah Tallah help me.I'm going into lion's den. Hayaat don't get yourself killed!!! I broadened my shoulders,in Superman style,shake my head in robotic way the one villain do before fighting and entered in border.

He nodded understanding her very well, saying, "That's not a problem now." She smiled at him showing her gratitude and he said, "I know I am in no position to explain you, but still I want to tell you that I don't assume you as a bad mother. I can understand that this is as hard for you as it is for Kaal. You may never intend to give him birth, but you love him just like you loved Aura. I know because I can feel it, I can feel the change in your aura as you surround Kaal or talk about him which only shows how much you love him. People may fear you for their death, but I love you. People say you're powerful and that's why you're given so much respect, but I think haters have some dysfunctiona

said Adipati casually. "This doesn't make any sense. How could she embarrass me just because she likes you? Isn't that too much?" "Too outrageous!" said Adipati briefly. "And the funny part is... I even saved her once when someone kidnapped her. She was also a victim of the Aster Gang, I saved her, and this is what I get?" I can't hold back anymore. I'm so annoyed. This is very annoying. "Wow, have you ever been a superhero? Tell me!"

I think I am a superhuman, able to heal myself fast after having and enduring some deadly wounds. But why I am still wearing these bizarre getups? I look like I just came from the shooting of a historical movie. No, I can feel that something is not right here. Maybe someone possessed my body and dumped me here, in this unfamiliar place? WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME!?? CAN SOMEBODY HELP ME!!?? CAN SOMEBODY EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!!?

“This would be a really great time for you to discover that you have a superhero power.” Agreed.

I keep my hold on them for a little longer to be sure they won't wake from this. “That was awesome! Are you a superhero?” an excited voice asks. Shit. “Yes, I am,” I plaster a smile on my face as I turn to see a small boy, he must be about ten years old. I take in my surroundings and don't see any other people around. It's daylight here so I can only assume we are in the human realm. “Listen,” I crouch down to the boy's eye level, “you can't tell anyone what you saw here today, you can't give away my superhero identity, or I won't be able to stop the bad guys,” I say. The boy gets a glazed look in his eyes.

I walked over and took my parents' cold hands. "Mom, Dad, don't worry. I have a plan, and we have nothing to fear as long as we're together." With a thought, I moved everything in the grocery store into my system inventory. Then, taking them by their hands, I led them in. I took out the three shimmering blue vials of awakening potions and handed them over. "This potion can awaken our superpowers. Drink it, and we'll never be helpless ordinary people again.

‘Do you mean to say we are almost immortal? ‘Oh, no.’ She chuckled again. ‘If we were, I wouldn’t be dead now, right?’ I bit the inside of my cheek and nodded. ‘I see your point. To sum it up, we are humans with superpowers of healing.’ Like Wolverine. This comic character was the only superhuman I could think about who fitted the bill. But focusing more on myself, now I could say this was the reason why the bullet and the explosion didn’t kill me. I healed myself.

A superhero is meant to be admired. "So, is that what I am to you? A superhero, who always helped you got out of trouble and shits you've done? Who thought she have done those dangerous things to saved the man she loved, but he only thinks of her as his superhero? What a shame on her, she was used like a toy."