Metro Man Cape Novels & Stories

"Wait, where are JumpStart's stun batons?" Looking around, scanning the surrounding area, I see JumpStart's stun batons on the ground, far from where JumpStart is. "JumpStart must have dropped his batons," I say, turning back to see Metal-Man walking with JumpStart in his hand. "Hold on!" I run and pick up the stun batons before running to where JumpStart is. It's too late though. While I was running to get the stun batons, Metal-Man made his way to some wooden supports. He pulls back his hand and punches JumpStart right through the wooden supports. As JumpStart flies through and breaks the wooden supports, the roof they're holding collapses and falls right into JumpStart.

I knew it was his doing. "You've got great legs, sweetheart. Did anyone ever say that to you?" He asked me, then his eyes strayed down and I followed the gaze. "Fuck, I am already getting hard just by thinking of them wrapped around my waist while I fuck you senseless." I turned down my lips in disgust. If you were to see him on a typical day, you'd consider him decent. He still wore the baseball cap, but I could see his face clearly. He was lean and muscular, a thin scar ran along his left cheekbone. I guessed it was why he had the cap on to cover it up and make him look less intimidating.

The Capo’s Calculus Lucien watched Brussels like a chessboard. From his mansion high above the river, the city’s lights were nothing more than moving pieces — ministers in black cabs, judges in late-night diners, businessmen slipping through private doors. He watched them not with the indulgence of a man satisfied, but with the patient hunger of someone risk and reward with each breath.

One of the men asked, “What made you bold enough to send messages like that to great men who do not have time and with busy schedules” “Trust me, this is worth it” the man replied with a smirk before standing to his feet, “I am Raymond Marcus, the rightful Capo of New York and I have come to take back my position” The room suddenly became quiet, everyone looked from one to another. He waited for them to speak, but no one did but spoke to themselves instead. So he spoke up, “I know all of you here. I know your hearts, and I know you all here hate Davis. I knew who I sent the messages to. You all can feel free”

"Repeat that," Tess said to Caleb on the phone. "Iron Man was released, the case is closed," he sighed. "Whose orders?" "Cap." "Who the fuck is Cap?!" She screamed as she almost kicked Jason's car. They were standing in front of a Starbucks. "The captain!" He screamed back. "Look,I'm frustrated right now. Lemme call you back." "Don't you dare hang up on me!" "Okay, fine! What do you want?" He asked her gently.

I sighed and sat quietly on the side of the road in front of the mascot of a hardware store. It was a smiley beaver holding a sledgehammer in his hand. Chilling rain poured down from the sky. I couldn't stop but shiver like a sift. I told myself that I deserved this because I was such an idiot to believe someone like Justin Davidson. A sportscar stopped right in front of me. Windows rolled down and a middle-aged man's creepy fat bold head emerged. He blew a whistle at me and said, "Party too hard? Do you need a lift?"