Super Hero Fiction Novels & Stories

Hate was too small a word,it was too simple What I felt was slower. The kind of suffocating resentment that settled into your bones and refused to leave. Thirty years old man still stuck in a 9-5 job at Apex Dynamics. No money and no prospects The world had already decided I was the designated punching bag. Over a century again,due to some mutation that the government kept super-secret. Superpowers became a thing of existence. That brought about flashy pricks flying around on the news and government-sponsored heroes signing endorsement deals One in a thousand people got powers.

Though she doesn't get bullied or all that other stuff but trouble just finds its way to her in the most unexpected ways imaginable. Generally as a rule in every school, once students get to a certain form, they are tried and tested to ascertain if they are hero material then they are transferred to Superhero high in one of the schools where they are trained majorly to protect inocent citizens. Thanks to this establishments, the crime rate dropped considerably as various heroes are sent on missions to stop the bad guys. Whether a cat got stuck in the tree or there's a robbery at the jewelry store or a family receives a note of kidnap to pay a ransome, the heroes were always there to save the

he answered, as if he were speaking to his child. No, I'm —she was cut off by another yawn. Zion chuckled. "Okay. How about I read, and you close your eyes. I'll stay here until you fall asleep." Zion smiled. She nodded, conceding. "My hero doesn't wear a cape or fly around rescuing people. He doesn't shoot webs from his hands, and he can't climb walls. He only has one superpower, and I think it is the best power any hero can have. My hero's special power is love, even when people don't deserve it. My hero is my Stepdad."