Nerdy Superhero Novels & Stories

" He winked at her. He kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly and both of them confessed: "I love you, My nerd." "I love you, My bad boy." **HAPPY ENDING**

He had been first to notice Damon at the entrance. “Who is that?” asked both Cassie and Carmen as Henry snapped in response. “Don't you recognize who that is?” “The one hero to ever partner with the Blue Streak the longest!” came Marcus again. Carmen and Cassie were still puzzled. “That’s Spartan,” it was Lucas who finally said it. At the mention of the name, the two girls finally felt a sort of familiarity. All of the teenagers present were born years after the golden age of superheroes like the Blue Streak and Spartan and had only heard of their legendary tales not to mention the thirty-foot tall marble sculpture of the Blue Streak in the city center.

"Don't you see, your powers are too strong to be there in the world? We can't let you leave this island, Bash. It's not only for your own good but for everyone else too." "But I'm a superhero," Bash argues. "And you're a bully!" Bash sticks out his chest, proudly standing his ground. I can see the alpha energy surging from him. "STOP LYING and leave me and my mama alone, NOW!" he roars, using his alpha voice for the first time.

"Jas-" "Shut up!" He yells back, pushing his silver locks back from his face out of frustration. "First of all, what you just did was completely idiotic and dumb. What if something had happened to you? You have your brain to think, right, Ms. Gracie Nerd Rose? How about you USE it?!"

Jaxon. God, even his name sounded like trouble. The golden boy of campus. Hockey captain. Broad shoulders, sharp jawline, hair that always fell effortlessly into place like some commercial. He was the boy girls whispered about in locker rooms. The boy I never thought would even look at me, not when I was the nerd who hid behind thick lenses and over-washed cardigans. But now, here he was, half-dressed, trousers hanging low on his hips, the room spinning with the sour, heavy scent of alcohol clinging to his breath. His weight hovered over me, warm and too close.

Calla A scream echoes from the hallway, sharp and panicked. My body jerks. My breath shortens. Everything freezes inside me for a second, like my brain just disconnected. “Hey nerdy, move out if you won’t keep the line,” Sasha snaps from across the line, loud as ever, lips glossed and permanently annoyed. She’s leading the cheer squad today, same energy, same dramatic eyeliner.

Hot and bright and directed straight at us. "You are telling me that this whole time..." He pointed at me. His hand shook. "This whole time you were not just some nerdy girl? You are what? Some kind of supernatural warrior?" "Yes." The word felt like surrender. Like losing something precious. "We protect people from threats they do not know exist." "And you." He turned on Nate. "Bad boy Nate Harris is actually a werewolf? Are you serious right now?" "Guardian." Nate corrected. His jaw was tight. "But yes. Werewolf too."

"Why?" "I don't know," he scratched the back of his neck. "I think nerds are the only people that can make others feel pretty stupid." He smiled. I knew I should not return his smile, considering he had a lot of tattoos on his arms, not to mention he had his bottom lip pierced. Yet I shoved those thoughts away and smiled back at him. "I guess you're right." ⚯͛ ϟ △⃒⃘ 1DNarry4ever [jess]: does anyone see Autumn? I couldn't find her.

Jasper walked by her side "quite a character huh!" Nena responded with a smirk " he is difficult yeah, but trust me, be is not as tough as he is posing himself to be" "Yeah. True" Jasper replied "Think of him like a Nick fury wannabe" "Nick who now?" Nena asked , squinting her eyes in expression of her confusion. "Nick fury" Jasper reiterated "from the avengers. The guy with the eyepatch" "Oh!" Nena replied widening her eyes and tweaking them , clearly disappointed . such a lame reference she thought to herself.

Skylar's Pov (continuation.) "I am Clark Mary." The first girl introduce. She has a blond, curly, long hair. With a slim perfect body. I think i will call her. Super man. Ya know they have the same name. Clark, Clark. See. Oh...mm maybe I should call her super woman.cause ya know, she is a girl. "Am Anita Spyder." The girl next to her says with a small bow. One that makes her look a lot like a British, her wavy hair making it's way to the front.