Superman Ain't Got Nothing On Me Novels & Stories

I said in awe. “Mich...” “What?” “My close friends call me Mich.” “Oh, okay.” “Now, why the hell are you doing superman? It’s not even superman, it’s just Clark Kent. I mean, I know you’re gay and most gay people probably fell in love with superman because of his ripped body but you don’t look... good.” She really had to pause and swallow before deciding to throw shade straight at me. “What? I mean, I look decent.” I replied almost speechless.

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.

I began then slowly turned around, in a low soft voice with my head hanging low, slowly I raised it up with a soft gaze and voice, and a single tear running down my cheeks "You have everything I don't, a perfect life, a perfect man, a perfect family, what do I have, nothing!" I said my voice slowly processing and my expression going from soft to sadness to anger "I have nothing except living in your shadow, so how does it sounds when you say I am a bully," I said with an angry expression that slowly turned into a smile before I let out my voice and began to laugh like some mental patient "Hahaha" I laughed moving around dramatically before I finally paused and cleaned the tear in my eyes and

Cold as I looked at him. "Wow," Hordan managed to clap and smirk mockingly at me. "You and Nexus just broke up, and now you're already acting snobbish." "I don't have time for people like you," I replied. He ignored what I said and stepped closer, trying to intimidate me. "How's life? Enjoying being rich after you became a slut?” I smirked at him insultingly. “Are you still enjoying being supported by Nexus even though you're old enough? How's being useless?"

Now, he could proudly say that he dealt with even missiles, let alone the pendant's corrosion effect. Right now, he was a version of Superman who was not vulnerable to kryptonite! Still, he glanced outside just then, "There's more coming." Drunken Moon turned to find a withered middle-aged man and was once again impressed by his powerful senses. It seemed like there was no catching up to him in this life! But that was fine—with someone like Frank as his friend, he would definitely come to her aid in times of trouble. And since she was no martial nut, she was fine being inferior as she did not really care.

Rachael and Damian raced forward, their hearts pounding as they watched Jamal teeter on the edge of a fall. But just before he could hit the ground, Jamal managed to catch himself, landing on one knee instead. He quickly popped back up, dusting off his pants with a proud grin on his face. "I’m Superman! Nothing can hurt me!" Jamal declared, puffing out his chest like a little hero, his eyes sparkling with a mix of triumph and childish innocence.

“It’s funny if you think the only power you have is super strength.” “I have more?!” “Wait till you activate your super speed or your elemental powers. Then you’ll know that super strength is not as awesome.” “So I’ll be able to bring fire out from my hands like you do?” “You should be able to do more than just that but I guess you won’t get any other power apart from super strength since you don’t want to go see grandma.” “Oh I’m definitely going.” “That’s my boy.”

This time it was a lady dressed in same garment as Tracy and lady Gene farming all the attention in the room “Emily, this is the wrong time to be present” Lady Gene said, still cuddling Tracy while giving attention to Emily. “It's always a displeasure setting my eyes on a hoe, I'd have passed if not for the authority of whom sent me here” She callously responded as she gives a nasty stare at Tracy “So… who sent you here?” Lady Gene proceeded. “Mark. He wants to see his sloth. Must be horny again, and yeah, No one else can satiate his urge but the whore we have in the mansion… I'd take my leave… Can't condone inhaling same breathe as this good for nothing harlot”

I was so disappointed in him that I didn't want to talk to him. When I stayed silent, his doubtful gaze shifted into a mocking sneer. "No matter how much you copy, you're not 19 anymore. If you're leaving, just leave. What's the point of playing these little tricks with me?" What did he just say? "Actually, it's fine you're here. Saves me the trouble of looking for you." He pulled out a checkbook, tore a blank check, and tossed it my way. "Name your price for your ten years of youth."

I added, and he snickered. “You don't have to lie to be nice, River.” “Oh, thank god,” I sighed and tried to relax, but it felt wrong. Matt appeared a moment later, and his costume was complete. “You are Superman? ” “Now we are a couple of crime fighters.” He stretched his hand to me, and I took it. “I think I like that.” I wink and let out a giggle. This felt nice, the natural flow of the friendship. “Goodbye, Javier.”