Invisible Man Novels & Stories

Debris falls on the ground, revealing a beautiful orb not more extensive than a tennis ball. Without thinking, I reach out my finger, touching the ball, which causes the entire room to shine like the sun. Squinting, I step away from the light, covering my face with my arms. I'm pushed away by an invisible force until suddenly the craziness stops, and a man appears out of nowhere. His eyes are shut close, white hair flows around his head, and his lips form a gentle smile. Tribal tattoos snake around his arms—they are glowing in white and contrasting with his brown skin.

Austin asked in surprise " What did you just say?!!" Lenora yelled " Maybe I guessed right,,you are not human. But you should really chill,, I may be worst than you will ever think " He whispered " That's not true,you are just human, I can smell it " Lenora yelled and the students passing by wonder what she's saying " You should try bringing your voice down,, you are so weird " Austin rolled his eyes and She was quiet Who the hell is this human?? " So,,you are not human. What are you?? Ghost?? Vampire?? Wolf?? Which one??" Austin asked

The city lights of America faded into the blackness below, each one a tiny pinprick of a world I was taking Isabella away from. My gaze lingered on the view from the window, the darkness mirroring the emptiness I’d felt my entire life. Until her. I’d spent my life building an empire of shadows, a kingdom forged in blood and fear. My name, Vladimir Volkov, was a whisper that made men tremble. I was the boogeyman. No I am worst than the Boogeyman, I'm the man you send to kill the boogeyman.

"Come on, we can--" Before I can finish, I stop when I see the smoke clearing away. There, lying on the ground right in front of us, hidden at first because of the smoke, is a man. The man appears to be wearing some sort of weird, black and brown armor, with a large belt with a dozen pouches. He also is wearing a white mask with red eyes. "A white mask," I think, "Red eyes? Guys, this is Silent!" "Silent," SpeedBlade repeats, looking at the downed man. Silent isn't unconscious but he seems to be hurt. He's holding his arm.

“I’ll be honest with you. My father has a lot more people like Salem. “No matter how strong you are, how many of them do you think you can even fight? Two? Three? If I want to, you’d be beaten to a pulp once I get them to jump you together! “Besides, I have Mutants with me as well. Your impressive martial art is nothing to me! “If I were you, I’d hand over the girl so I can enjoy myself. It’d be bad once I get angry!” Emil clapped. A middle-aged man with a slightly greenish skin stepped out. The man was wearing a huge white coat and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He glanced at Harvey with a gentle smile. For some reason, Harvey could sense something unnerving about this man. ‘A Mutant…’ Har

“2Pac darling, come on out here and introduce yourself to Mrs. Cho!” Amy turned her head after watching Irena call out to the peculiar, shirtless man who stood in the distance holding her son. She knew the figure holding her little boy wasn’t human. Amy wanted to get her son out of the man’s arms when she heard his footsteps producing a metal clanking sound. She definitely knew the man wasn’t human just by hearing his footsteps. As the shirtless man grew closer, Amy could see how the man’s skin shimmered like the metallic paint on her BMW.

, except a few intelligent ones like Alexander. Alexander was indifferent and rude to everyone including the rich. Infact, he bullied the rich too when he wanted, so he barely noticed that I was a human being. But one day we had PE class, this class was a combined elective class for both science and arts students. I was studying to become a medical doctor, so I was in science class. While Alexander was studying business, he was in art class. We had both picked PE as our elective subject, and as though that was not enough, our PE teacher, Mrs. Emma had decided to pair us up together to play badminton against the opposing team which also had two players.

“You can come next week for the rest.” Hunter grabbed the man by his shirt and pulled him. He lifted him up and gave him the devil’s stare. The man had known he was facing death in its eyes. “Please Hunter.” “Give me one reason I shouldn’t break your bones now.” “Please, I have a family.” “Is that a reason?” “I know something you might be interested in.” “What could that be?” “I know you escaped from Zambia.” “So?” “There’s a rumor circling around that there is manuscript about the Hamuumbu’s.”

Hall earlier that day, but when she opened her bag, she found a printed sheet inside that she hadn’t seen before. It wasn’t signed. It simply said: “You’re opening your eyes, Invisible Doctor. Be careful. Some things were never meant to be seen.”

He stopped tapping my cheeks and looked at the man behind him, the man with blue eyes. “She’s a hunter Alarick,” silver guy nodded and looked at me again. “So, did you have a good sleep?” Alarick, the silver guy asked. I groaned and look the other way, just when I am about to close my eyes, Alarick, the silver guy, softly grabbed my chin and controlled it to look at him. Both of them seemed unfazed by my presence and I can only think of one thing; they’ve killed a lot of humans that an alive one doesn’t scare them at all.