Jimmy Neutron Super Hero Novels & Stories

"I think he's actually crazy. Anyone with just a bit of intelligence would not do that. With just twenty percent compatibility, there's no way he's that strong. He's just a regular warrior. Jimmy might not be as strong as Chase, but he's still one of the stronger warriors. "He will definitely pass the Killing Illusion Array, and won't even take that long. I don't know what's giving this guy the guts to compete against Jimmy!"

However, I knew I could trust Frank and, again, it would be a pretty hard sell to convince someone that I could just 'stop time. "There's the superhero!" Brandon said, bumping fists with me as he passed by to take his seat. I turned to Frank with a content, yet curious gaze. Frank shook his head and pressed a finger to his lips, letting me know he didn't tell anyone. He and Josh also took their seats as Brandon continued on. "The man with the healing factor, the lightning moves and a kick that can knock down a tree! And he's not bad with the ladies." The lot of us chuckled, including Frank. It was nice to see him in a good mood again.

he admitted with a grin, “especially when they shift into their wolves.” “Ohh,” I murmured, half-smiling, trying to picture his little excitement at something so simple. Then he puffed his chest out, confidence written all over his tiny face. “I want to be a Super Guard, just like my Papa!” I couldn’t help but smile properly at that. His intentions were so pure, so untainted by the cruel twists of life. But then he tilted his head at me, curiosity sparking. “What about you? What are you doing here, Jimmie? Did you stay here all night?”

Jim said this cheesy pickup line to Olympia even when the time was running out now. Olympias glared at Jim and chided, “Stop joking around, Old Zab! I’ve done my best now. We are really running out of time, just another twenty seconds to go.” Jim turned the wheelchair himself and came before Olympias. He held all three wires and a faint white aura emerged from his fingertips. Both Olympias and Jim were Transcendent powerhouses, so they could easily snap off all three wires simultaneously. “Olympias, what color do you like?” Jim asked.

His face swelled up instantly, and moments later, a mouthful of blood, mixed with several shattered teeth, spewed forth. James continued to wave his palm, while Warner found himself repeatedly slapped. Despite his desire to resist, a formidable force had already locked onto him, rendering any resistance futile. It felt as though any movement would tear him apart. The sight left the distant living beings utterly bewildered. “Is this really Warner, the third-ranked on the Boundless Ranking?” “This is too incredible.” … Nobody could have imagined that Warner would be so utterly defenseless. After delivering a severe lesson to Warner, pounding him until half of his head was a pulpy mess, James d

Righ felt consciously through the orb as it transferred his magic far away. Jimmy’s face turned red as he began to choke. His hands wrapped around his throat as if he could pull the spell off to save his life. “He… almost… killed us.” Jimmy managed to choke out. Righ let the tendrils of magic relax. He wanted to hear more about the one protecting his future. “Who was he?” Jimmy jumped, looking nervous and guilty. He looked around as if to see if anyone was looking. “Prince Ammon Ipos.” Righ’s wicked smile grew. It warmed his heart to learn that such a high-level adventurer ensured the future that Righ had planned.

Asher asked with a puzzled look. Jimmy eyed him and retorted, “Don't say her name. You don't have the right to call my aunt Whitney.” Asher just shrugged his shoulders. He doesn't care. “Are you through with your drama now? Can I leave?” he asked Jimmy. “What is your name? And how old are you?” Jimmy asked. “I'm Asher. Why do you want to know my age?” Asher looked at him suspiciously. Jimmy just smiled and said, “No need to think about weird things. I'm Jimmy Madon and I'm eight. Well, almost eight.”