Superman Ain't Got Nothing On Me Novels & Stories

"Together we're an unstoppable force - no Karen or anyone else can stand in our way." "Exactly," Chad agreed, eyes glinting with mischief. "And now that I've fed you, how about I show you exactly what this force is capable of?" Cassandra felt a familiar heat begin to coil in her belly as he slid his chair back and prowled towards her with a predatory gleam in his eye. "Oh yeah?" she challenged, squirming under his intent stare. "And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?"

She had three dollars and a fridge with nothing but peanut butter in it. The bus was twelve minutes late. She stood under a streetlight that kept flickering like it couldn't commit, and she replayed every word Danny Miller had said. She hated that the thing lodged in her chest wasn't anger or suspicion or anything useful. It was the way he'd said "incredible" like it cost him nothing. Like it was obvious. Nobody had ever said that word to her and meant it. She had $847 to find in six days and a stranger's voice living rent-free in her head.

I blink, rub my eyes, half-convinced the tequila has turned him into a hallucination. But when my vision clears, he's still there, shoulder propped against the frame, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other braced on the wall. That infuriating smirk is back, cockier than ever. "One thing you should learn about me, wife," he says, voice low and infuriatingly smug, "is that I'm a man of my word."

Nothing but a minor bump in the road… That's all. No, not the road under the wheels of the black Hershma V.a, this road is as smooth as cream in coffee. The bump is on my metaphorical road, the road many call 'life'. After all these years, I'm just now realising that being rich also means being lonely. Deeply lonely.

"Like it or not, the world is better off without the likes of me or anybody, but little effort and hope and gentle holding--youd wish you never want to leave earth-. " "No. They arent better off without me. They'd perish. They're rotten. Including you. Your existence bore me to death. "He said"you're just a chunk of fat. I don't know why women seem to add in physique when they cross to motherhood, is it a plague? " "How do you feel about yourself in this thinking, Cain. A superman? " "Yes. Only a superman. "He looked out the window on the first flash of lightening "with no world to save. "

“Stop fighting it.” “What’s there to fight?” “Just give in. He probably likes you genuinely.” “He probably just wants to get in my pants and make me his office slut.” “I know what this is all about. You’re afraid you’ll get hurt again but if you don’t face your fears how will you move on? I thought The Great Raven fears nothing and fears nobody.” “Of course I fear nothing and nobody. I’m fierce, bold, brave and confident. Stop making me believe in things that aren’t true.”

“Daddy said I'm superwoman that day too. Am I really superwoman?” “Yes, princess. Daddy is Superman and you are Superman. That's why Daddy had to leave yesterday. It was urgent. But Daddy now promises that whether urgent or not, he isn't going to leave your side ever.” “Promise?” “Promise baby. I'm even going to stop being Superman if that's what you want.” “Daddy if I am superwoman and you are superman, why didn't you bring me along so we can go save the person together yesterday?” Marcel pretended as if he was thinking of what the child said and as if she was right and he rubbed his chin.

Ethel. "They didn't agree to let us attend the party." Reno sighed in disappointment. Looks like he had high hopes for the party. It was already a few hours since we finished hunting for tonight. I lay down next to Reno as we took a nap. Hunting in the forest was slowly getting a pain for me. As for Reno, he was strong enough to keep hunting forever. I envy the strength Nadarians have. I've always watched Reno fight like the superheroes I watched in movies. If humans get aware of the existence of Nadarians, believe me, they might end up calling them heroes with superhuman strength.

Kate says, “I don’t think even the combined powers of Batman and Superman would be enough if you’re still set on taking on ma’s Countryside gig.” Nate switches to clown mode to deflect Kate’s misgivings. He puffs out his chest, stands with his arms akimbo and lets out a hearty laugh, turning some heads. He shouts in a rich baritone voice: “No job is too small for… Super-Nate!”

I gasped out aloud but thankfully no one heard me except Nate. "He has superman boxers?" That statement alone gave rise to a mental image of Adrian wearing superman boxers and I tried my best to get rid of the image that had anything to do with a nearly naked human being. Instead, I raised an eyebrow at Nate who suddenly seemed to be lost in his own world.