Superhero Novels & Stories

she asks, and he nods excitedly. "Like Dad?" he asks, looking at his father with admiration. "Stronger than him! Like Henry Cavill," the boy makes a face of not knowing who she's referring to, and she corrects herself. "Superman!" The boy opens his mouth, amazed. "Dad, I'm going to be strong like Superman!" the boy exclaims ecstatically. "And more handsome than him," Ayden clarifies, giving Arya a dirty look. She can't help but think that he's still jealous.

He explained. Madison felt the whole world falling away. Indie was her sister, her best friend in the world, her protector, her rock. Without Indie, she didn’t know if she could keep going. They’d always known something could happen to her, but there was nothing they could do; she was in a dangerous line of work. Indie’s partial human genetics had granted her superpowers and she worked as superhuman enforcement. They’d managed to hide that the girls were supernaturals by registering as superhuman and benign 3, a stronger, faster, healthier, human. It afforded them the freedom to live outside the supernatural camps and fight their enemies.

He saw me as this amazing, powerful superhero? On her chest in the drawing, sat a single letter ‘D’ most likely for Dylan, and a red cape flew behind her. “It’s you!” Freddie stated. “You’re a superhero, and you’re my hero.” I smiled at my brother, and held my arms out for a big hug which he quickly complied with. His arms wrapped tightly around my neck and he squeezed me affectionately. “I’m glad you’re my sister.”

One of my employees. Taurus….. What a bitch! You can’t speak!? I don’t know what I ever seen in you! Capris thoughts…. How arrogant of this community d***. He must not look in the mirror too often. He’s completely let himself go. Better yet he must have a bag over that crater face b****** head when he’s f****** her. I have always been that and then some. Little does he know his friends have been trying to get at me and tells me all his business. Hahahahahaha someone has been boosting him up. How pathetic?

I hear a voice say and when I take a closer look at the speaker, I find the face familiar. “You’re him! The strange dude at my door!” I shout with wide eyes, everything coming back to me. “Good to know your memory is in good shape. The boss hates forgetful people,” the stranger answers, adding more confusion to my thoughts. The boss? “You… You abducted me!! Let me go! I demand you let me go!” I shoot out with all the boldness I can gather in me, making them stop. At first, I think it’s because of me then I see a man in a red suit walking towards us. He has this dangerous aura that surrounds him. I’m very sure my heart just skipped a beat. “Shout one more bloody time, and you’ll fucking lose

When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained. The little shit fired off a sloppy shot as I came at him. His movements were slow, almost clumsy - a reminder of his human frailty. And I dodged the bullet, not that it would’ve mattered much since my pain tolerance and healing ability were far above average. He fell backward and my wolf snarled, wanting to clamp its teeth around his throat. “Please.” He tried to get away, crab-walking backward; his face nearly green. “Here. Here’s a purse. It’s got money in it. I-I saw the broad go to the ATM.”

His knowledge for weapons and ammunition were out of this world. Arrow, also known as Aaron Nelson, nudged me with his shoulder as he sat next to me. He didn’t need to say anything. I knew I would see him later and he would fuck the anger out of me. At work we were strictly coworkers, but outside of work, he was my personal porn star. Who could say no to blonde hair and dark eyes. He looked like Justin Hartley as Oliver queen which just made his nickname even more ironic. He was the most skilled archer in the world. Guns were nothing to him. He was more lethal with an arrow. He truly was a real life superhero with not only his skill on the team, but also in th

Look there, huh? - Of course I understand, Heitor", I pointed to the TV, "That one there, in the red and blue clothes is Steve Rogers, Captain America. The one that turns green is the Hulk and the woman ah, she is the Black Widow, there is also the Iron Man Tony Stark ... Even though I was 28 years old I was a superhero fan. I loved the whole universe of super powers, fighting evil and all that stuff. I want a power to end Miguel's race...good idea

I screamed but ended up getting hurt. I tried pushing him away but he didn't even budge. There was no way I could push him away. He was like five times stronger than me. What can a five feet four inches do to a six feet five inches? I looked small beneath him. I pounded my small fist into his chest but all to no avail. He glared at my nipples and he wrapped his mouth around it and sucked it like he is life depended on it. He massaged the second one with his hand. He sucked for like two minutes, making my nipples sore. "So soft." He moaned.

They both sleep soundly and I smiled looking at them. "You can sleep." Ken suddenly said. "I'm good, coffee got me awake." I said and again silence surround us. "So what's your favorite superhero?" I don't know why I ask that but it came out from my mouth. "None." "What? Why?" "I'm not a fan watching that, it's stupid." He said and I hissed. "How can you find that stupid? It's cool." "Action movies but not the superhero one." "You're not cool, Ken."