Superman Novels & Stories

Don't worry, when I come back, I'll bring a gift for both of you. — If you go and don't come back with my sombrero and a bottle of very spicy pepper, you know we'll have a huge problem. I'll make you work for another fifty years with me," a male voice appeared in the lobby. Coming out of the employee elevator, a man in an unbuttoned suit, a backpack on his shoulder, and a wonderful woody perfume that could be smelled from a distance, his calm tone of voice sounded like thunder, and he was completely different from what Catherine could expect from someone working there. He was tall, probably about six feet tall, strong, his hair was tied up in a bun on top of his head, a lumberjack-style bear

I hit the Bluetooth and listen to the phone ring, a male answers, “Crescent Moon, this is Jackson, how can I help you?” I clear my throat, “Former Alpha Braddock there?” I listen as he places the phone down and yells out, “Dad it’s for you.” I wait and listen as heavy foot falls hit the flooring and a deep baritone voice speaks, “this is Braddock.” I gulp down the lump that’s just formed in my throat, “Hello sir, my name is Alpha Christov,” a growl erupts from his throat and then silence, “you still there?” He grunts, “what do you want Alpha Christov?”

After that, I became a regular because of their cheap prices and its lack of customers during the day. “Welcome… oh, it is just you Taoyama-san.” “Hi Boss, how are things going?” There is another reason I like to come here, the owner. The person I just called Boss is a friendly middle-aged man named Matsubara Shinji. He looks and talks like your typical corporate drone, that is why everyone calls him boss. He once told me he only opened this place to fulfill his childhood dream after retiring from a prestigious company. He did not look that old, so it was inspiring how he managed to win at life and climb the corporate ladder all the way to the top at his age.

Getting inside she didn’t expect to see a bronze statue of the man she had been seeing everywhere and it was really huge. “What’s with this guy?” she whispered. “He’s your president” she replied. “Victor Prime” she said. “I’ve never seen his face, but I’m sure he’s hot”. “How will you see his face when he wears those stupid glasses” Danny said making a face. “He has laser vision. If he takes it off, he could destroy this planet” she explained. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Let’s go to the hall of heroes” she said pulling on her.

“Hmm, don’t you think I’m trying right now?” Ivan took a deep breath, “I know you did. I just worry enough and want to cheer you up. But seeing you all excited with our plan eating shabu has calm me down that at least there is one thing you can look up to after we finished our task here” I don’t know why Ivan sounds serious, of course, one thing I really look up after this program ends is to gather with my boyfriend or come back to my comfort bedroom where I have my own personal water heater. Well, I have to boil the water for bathing here, so tired right.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

“It's expected of billionaires these days to be a superhero. If you don't fight crime, you lose status.” “That actually makes a lot of sense,” Mia replied, nodding. “Who is Bill Gates, then?” “I don't reveal other superheroes' identities,” Carter told her. Then he glanced around as if someone might be watching before leaning over to whisper. “He's actually Superman. How do you think he came up with the idea for his computers? They're from his home-world.” “Things make so much more sense,” Mia said. “I've always wondered about that. How is it being a superhero?”

I try to stop him from walking so I can explain about my friends' behaviour but he keeps on moving as if I'm a mere fly. "Please let me babysit this weekend. I'm sorry for what happened just now. I promise I'm a good babysitter." I plead when I finally get his attention. I swear I feel like I'm trying to stop Captain America instead of just a guy. Or does he actually have super power? Super strength like Captain America? Thor? You got the same build anyway. "I need to leave now." I feel like crying when he leaves without any assurance on my babysitting job this weekend.

Serena stood below her, backlit by a storm of pulsing light, her hair unbound and whipping with an unseen wind, her body radiating a power older than time, fierce and unrelenting. Serena’s eyes had shifted—no longer their usual expressive softness. They were lit from within, glowing with divine silver. They weren't just the eyes of a wolf; they weren’t even the eyes of a goddess. They were something beyond comprehension. Something no one had ever seen. Not even Solmyra, who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

The way the girls swoon over him only fuels my annoyance. I hate him. I don't like her. This is a trainwreck. Where is Mirasol's katana? Maybe I can fall on it? “Hello everyone, I’m Brent Hammond. You might recognize me from the cover of this year’s Assassin Magazine.” He strikes a dramatic pose that is in the theme of a Greek statue, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I nudge Caleb, who is also stifling laughter. “You know the slogan, ‘If they’re a danger to society, we’re a danger to them.’ Well, I coined that.” He flashes a smug grin. “And if that doesn’t ring a bell, maybe my stats will—I’m the best in the world.”