Jumper Novels & Stories

Kim Jae seemed to get his energy back. *Chibi = small child Kim Jae ran back towards the five annoying bandits. He jumped into the air, throwing a circular kick right into the tall man's face. The tall bandit lost his balance because of Kim Jae's kick earlier. It just so happened that Kim Jae was wearing those high-soled sneakers. So, just one kick was enough to knock the bandit to the ground. Remember, even though Kim Jae is more than 40 years old, the way he dresses is like a young man in his 20s.

Or so they thought. Harper was centre flyer, lifted high by four bases, arms stretched in a perfect V, legs split in a high scorpion kick. Her G-cup breasts strained against the cropped red-and-white top; the low-cut V-neck design was already pushing the limits of school policy. Every jump made them bounce, full, heavy, impossible to ignore. The tight sports bra underneath did its best, but physics had other plans.

- "Go!" "Flight Pods?" - "Go!" "Commander Price, the board is green. Ship reports ready for jump sir!" "Very well, start the clock!" The Jump operator at his station inserted the Jump Key in the console and started a countdown. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5" "Deus omnium Imperator, ut salvet nos de periculis inane. Deus omnium Imperator, ut salvet nos de periculis inane..."

Angry. "Listen up!" Jack yelled to his team. "Once we jump, we are on our own! No extraction until we reach the river! Watch your step, watch the shadows, and for god's sake, don't touch anything colorful!" "Green light!" the jump master shouted. "Go! Go! Go!" Marcus jumped first, plummeting like a stone, his minigun strapped to his chest. Haley followed, screaming, tethered to Jack. "Geronimo!" Ben yelled, waddling to the edge.

Zara smiled, “It’s amazing that you can do that with only your stored waves.” I smiled, “I can also create earthquakes and I can make the ground like a trampoline to slow the enemy.” I jumped and the area under our feet sank a little under our weight. I jumped slightly, causing Luke, Zara and Parker to bounce. They all jumped at the same time, and I bounced high. When I came down, Luke caught me. We all laughed at this and Zara chuckled, “Your children are going to love this. I can also see how it could slow the enemy.” Luke agreed, “This could be super useful.” I tapped the ground with my foot and the ground under us became firm once again.

Cool dawn air rushed in. I climbed onto the sill, legs shaking violently. It wasn’t that far—maybe a ten-foot drop onto grass—but my stomach lurched. “Go!” he whispered urgently, eyes wild. I squeezed my eyes shut, took a breath, and jumped. I hit the ground hard, rolling instinctively. Pain exploded in my ankle and knees, but nothing felt broken. I forced myself up—legs screaming, ankle buckling under my weight. Limping badly, barefoot on cold gravel and dew-slick grass, I ran.

The dirty brown wolf looks at me then lowers itself whining, that's when an idea comes to me "Change" An instant later im looking at a skinny boy with dirty brown hair, pointing my gun at his forehead, I say "move" he stumbles to his feet and starts heading in the direction I point him. Getting back to my truck I see the boy is shaking, whether its cold or just scared I don't know but I throw a large jumper at it, It then slips the jumper over its head and it falls to its knees "What were you doing?" "I i i was looking "

It was a mighty leap, it jumped the full 5 meters straight at Willy, Willy was taken aback by surprise but he quickly switched on the phantom effect, the person went straight through Willy and landed behind Willy, Willy turned around and froze! It was not a person it was a thing, a creature of some sort, it did a glance back at Willy and it did a mighty leap and it landed on the far end of the jetty, far off from Willy, then it did another huge leap and it was gone!

Another explosion followed, disrupting the speedster's motion as he hit a wall and fell to the floor. Struggling to get up, he noticed something. Someone appear from the point of the explosion where a large section of a wall was missing. He watched the high-heeled boots make their way through the wall and then the rest of the body, which was unclear to make out because the person's face was concealed though the body appeared to be female, thanks to the design of clothing she had on. The person approached him and the speedster instinctively reacted by charging. He was about to strike the unknown adversary when she suddenly took out some sort of weapon that resembled a grenade launcher but ins

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.