Stupid Superhero Novels & Stories

I was so stupid! To be continued...!

he says, “will you stop playing?” “Maybe,” I admit. He considers. “Then I’ll stay,” he says. I make an exasperated sound. “You’re insufferable,” I say. “I know,” he says. I sigh. “Fine,” I say. “But if you’re staying, you’re working.” His brows lift. “Am I?” he asks. “Yes,” I say. “I need your…grossly overdeveloped pattern recognition and illegal document acumen.” “That is the worst superhero title I’ve ever heard,” he says.

Lucas forced his elbow to remove his hand from Theo's shoulder. "What genius math?! "He said I'm stupid in math!" But the truth is, Lucas is not joking. Theo has always been known as a math genius because he consistently participated in math contests from elementary school to high school. That's why sometimes they don't know if he's just being generous every time he says he's stupid at math. Or it's just boasting. Yes, everyone knows that Theo's arrogant side is very loose.

He dropped to his knees in front of me and grabbed the hem of my pants before breaking down in tears. “Xena, I was wrong… I was really wrong… I shouldn’t have been fooled by Winnie. I shouldn’t have targeted you… We grew up together. Please forgive me. Let’s start over… I’ll have my dad donate a building to the school. I can still get into Harrington University. We can still be together…” I looked down at him. He looked like a stray dog begging on the street. No. Even Champion was better than him. At least Champion was loyal.

Leo crashed to the floor, his technopath light sputtering and dying as he clutched his badly burned arm. The toxic blue smoke moved like a living predator, wrapping around Killian's massive body. The synthetic silver dust entered his bloodstream, targeting his inner beast. Killian felt his alpha strength draining away instantly. His muscles turned to water, and his legs buckled, sending his massive frame crashing heavily onto the cold concrete floor.

"I've been reading books of old The legends and the myths Achilles and his gold Hercules and his gifts Spiderman's control And Batman with his fists. And clearly, I don't see myself upon that list. But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss Just something I can turn to Somebody, I can kiss I want something just like this. Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

she tipped her hand. I raised a brow. "I didn't say I was a superhero... I said I have a condition. It's not particularly a good thing." She rolled her eyes slightly. "Yeah, even hulk thought he was sick, until he joined the good guys and started fighting crime. The only difference is, your monster comes out even when you're happy. At least we know not to make Bruce Banner angry. But with you, no one would know when they're about to be smashed."

Leaning on the wall in his office, he looked out at the busy city below. I’m Ethan… I’m likely the most stupid man of all time. It became a painful saying that stayed in his thoughts and wouldn’t go away. Why? Because I married a person I didn’t love and knew she was a stupid woman.

“Even a goalie who throws the ball in the net ten times in a single match wouldn’t be dumb enough to come up with a name like that. You must think you’re Mr. Terrific or something.” Santiago chuckled as he slid the phone back into his pocket. “Mr. Terrific. That was actually funny. Okay, you got me. What would you suggest?” Lola shook her head repeatedly. “No, no, no. I’m not in any position to replace such an already awesome name. I’m not the Tony Stark wanna be here.” “Neither am I. Stark is such a ripoff. I’m Mr. Terrific, remember?” “You wish,” Lola scoffed as she swept her hair away from her face. “You’re just a washed-up bad boy living on daddy’s money.”