Plus Ultra All Might Novels & Stories

“I just worry about the vampire that attacked me before. If it wasn't for you, he probably would've killed me.” “I'll teach you.” “Huh?” “I'll teach you how to defend yourself from any attack but it's only to be a move.” Without thinking, I jumped into Maximilian's arms and hugged him tightly. “Thank you so much!” If he taught me this move, would I be able to use it to defeat him? Before he could react, I pulled away from him. “Could you please teach me the move?” “I don't have to, it's something you already know how to do, you only need to enhance it.”

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

In today's world, among the younger generation, those who had such cultivation were all the members in martial leaderboard. There were three outstanding young people in the martial leaderboard this time, including Alfred, Simple Saber, and Justin, who had an unpredictable origin and had withstood the two strikes of Dragon ! Among the three, Justin was undoubtedly the most outstanding.

" I declare to Thor. My mate looks surprised but doesn't say anything to object. "Why?" Uncle Leif asks, his eyes drilling into mine, making me feel guilty about my utterance "Well, according to what Thor told me about them, Ultimas and Supremas are very dangerous when angered. So dangerous humans have about fifty percent chances of survival if caught in the same vicinity as them. That's scary, Uncle. I don't think I want to be that kind of person. I'm content with being just the Luna."

[Option A: Weapon Mastery - Drastically improves accuracy and handling of all weapons. [Option B: Enhanced Physique - Increases strength, speed, and endurance.] [Option C: Pocket Dimension - Grants extra inventory space.] [Option D: Short-Range Teleport - Allows instant travel within a 50-meter radius.] [Option E: Bio-Stasis - Slows down personal metabolism and viral activity.] [Selection Time: 15 minutes.] The family channel exploded with excitement. "Weapon Mastery! Definitely Weapon Mastery!" Uncle Marcus shouted. "We need people who can fight and run," Sarah added. "Enhanced Physique is good too."

Miral spoke in a loud tone. Aditya looked at her, eager to hear her words. Miral walked towards him, standing in front of him, at a distance of no more than an inch, peering into his eyes with sheer confidence. "I am an MLA now, so remember one thing. If you cross your limits, I will crumble you like a piece of paper, and you know now, I am that powerful. You were the one who gave the idea of this power to me," she spoke in a threatening tone.

I fought alongside Cain, our magic entwined in a deadly dance, as we pushed back the enemy forces. Amidst the chaos, I spotted a figure lunging toward Cain, sword raised high. Time seemed to slow as I stretched my hand out, desperation lending strength to my voice. “Stop!” I cried, and at that moment, lightning streaked across the sky, striking the assailant’s weapon. The blade shattered into pieces, leaving Cain unharmed. It was a reminder that my powers had been restored, and I marveled at the wonder of it all.

“This is a legally binding contract. You will be my wife for six months. Publicly. You’ll attend events with me, live in my residence, and wear my name. But you will not interfere in my business, ask personal questions, or overstep your role.” I nodded slowly, trying to absorb each word. “In exchange, your mother will receive full medical coverage. The agreed sum will be deposited upon signing. An additional bonus will be provided at the end of six months.” I froze. “Additional bonus?” He tilted his head slightly. “A million dollars. If you fulfill all terms without breaching the contract.” I nearly choked. A million? Was this man serious? Who gives a million dollars to a stranger? “I don’t

That's why I intervened—before their tension escalated into another screaming match. "A foot massage?" I arched a brow. "When did that happen?" "You beat me three times sparring last week," Phoenix leaned against the counter. "Pay up, Wilder." I crossed my arms. "Before you cheated with the leg sweep." "Illegal move," Jack muttered, drying an already clean plate with sudden interest. "Hence my reparations offer!" Phoenix spread his hands. "Come on, you know you want to." He was wrong—but the exhaustion weighing me down (three missed MMA classes felt like withdrawal) finally won over pride. "Fine," I exhaled. "But wander those hands, and I break fingers."

“It used to run and power the entire city but since it’s a non-renewable source, the forefathers opted to seek other options and keep the Graniestron alive. You see, each particle of it could operate a machine for a maximum of a hundred years, but once it dies it could never be put back in the block and be revived. Basically, the whole block is a giant battery made up of tiny pieces of battery that perish once you take it out of the system” “So what powers the entire Elite now?” “Well, Sapient came up with a bunch of ways, eighty percent is powered by solar energy, twenty percent comes from the Gran and the five percent comes from Sapient’s new technology called Aerless, which uses the carb