Incredible Hulk: Future Imperfect Novels & Stories

Without another word, the officers dragged Brandon and Claire’s uncle out of the private room, both of them still screaming. When the door closed, the room that had been so noisy moments ago fell completely silent. Only Claire, Marianne, and I were left. When Marianne met my eyes, her frightened expression suddenly changed. In an instant, her face lit up with joy. She rushed over, her heavy body swaying, and grabbed my arm. “Oh, my wonderful future son-in-law!” Marianne smiled so sweetly it made my skin crawl. “I knew it. The first time I saw you, I could tell you were no ordinary man. How could someone like you really be a delivery driver?”

I reluctantly agreed. My confusion did not take away from the absolute perfection of RU. Everything was so organized and reminded me of a well-oiled machine. Which was funny in my mind since that’s what they actually produce. There were so many inventions and ideas around the building. We slowly made our way over to a dimly lit section. I thought it must have been an idea that was put on hold. Until we got closer. Then it hit me. There was an arm on this table. An arm just like the one Will had. He wasn’t kidding. They literally built his arm.

Ethan Junior's POV "Mr. Alexander, we'd be more than thrilled to have you as an investor at HT," I said as I shook hands firmly with Mr. Alexander, Vice President of Global and Base Technology. "Thank you," he said back kindly. I wasn't afraid of showing my father and my big brother that I was very much capable of getting investors, sealing deals and handling proposals. As a Hollen, it's requirement to be brave, strong-headed and focused. As the party slowly whined down, I went to get myself a glass a water. I bumped into Madison.

She doesn't want to die now, no, she still have something to do, and she knows that if she'll be erased from this world, her soul wont be put in peace. But the death she was waiting for didn't come. Her forehead creased as she slowly opened her eyes. The guy in front of her had his eyes wide open. She didn't understand why the guy seemed frozen. She was about to speak when a blood escaped from his mouth. Her eyes grew bigger when the guy started coughing, spitting more flood of red liquid. The guy eventually lost his balance and fell on her arms. She scanned the guy's back and was surprised when she saw a knife burried on his back. She looked up only to regret it. It's her again. Player 7.

I sighed and watched him. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He washed his hands and removed his apron and hat. He ruffled his hair then leaned on the counter, looking at me, and sighed. “N-nothing’s wrong. I’m just…shocked, and fazed, and scared,” he said. He suddenly closed his eyes and looked down. It really is scary- to suddenly enter a world you know nothing of and start your life with new people, but it’s a good start and it’s the truth now. He lived his life without his real family. Now, they finally reunited. It can be hard and scary, but he’s with them now, and they’re going to help each other feel whole again.

He bought Laila's favorite necklace in advance, yet when it came to me, he'd only make such empty promises. I bet he'd be delighted after I was gone. He could finally be with Laila. My gaze lingered on Mom, Dad, and Simon before I entered the operating room. When the Dragonbone scalpel sliced open my skin, the last shred of healing ability I had was completely destroyed. The wolfsbane gnawed at my bones and tore my soul apart. I stopped breathing entirely as I reached the end of my life.

His legs gave out. Dust flew as his butt hit the hard pavement. “Hey, what the hell?” he yelled. He looked up, ready to curse out whoever bumped into him. But the view from below was insanely melodic. It was surprisingly precious. What the fuck, he thought. His throat went completely dry and his pulse raced like crazy. Am I dying, or did I just hit some forbidden level of reality? The stranger wore a massive black hoodie over a crisp white polo that made every sharp angle of his Latino flawless face pop. His curly locks fell perfectly.

"Probably another Derek emergency." "Can I just say—" Mia Frost threw her curtain open, clearly fired up even in the dark, "—that guy has nothing going for him except his face? What on earth do you even see in him?" Even in the pitch black, I could feel their frustration burning through the air.

Impossible! At this time, in the room, Fennel approached the remaining disciple. With a face full of anger, a tall disciple roared, “F*ck, I’m going to crush you!” After saying that, that guy's figure suddenly swelled and became bigger, just like the Hulk. His head reached the ceiling of this secret room. His body was full of bulging muscles like blocks of hard rocks! A stone giant! “Go to hell, you stupid pig!”

I'm the heiress of the Claremont family. Damon Johnson and I had a deal—we'd go to Oakwood High together. But the second my acceptance letter arrived, he and the rest of the guys in our class knocked me out cold. Why? Because Sophia Miller, the school's little princess, said she'd never seen a real mummy before. When I came to, I was wrapped head-to-toe in bandages, strung up at the front gate of the school. Students passed by—laughing, filming, some even spitting in my direction. I hung there for two full hours, on display for everyone. Finally, Damon showed up. Grinning, he untied the rope. "Sophia said she wanted to see a live mummy. It was just a joke. You're not actually mad, are you? W