Superman Novels & Stories

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

About six months into the apocalypse, both my mom and I had discovered some serious powers. Mine? I could hear my dad's thoughts—yes, only his. In an apocalyptic world where survival hinged on brute strength, this ability was as useful as a screen door on a submarine. The only upside was that I became his personal translator. But my mom? She struck gold. She developed super strength—and not just the run-of-the-mill kind. Her entire body mutated. She went through a second growth spurt, and now she was almost seven feet tall—tall and built like a tank.

“Interesting.” “Yes. It makes perfect sense, now that I think of it. You can do all these amazing, miraculous things that ordinary people can’t. And your existence is almost completely secret except to Kate, Nate and me. When my husband first heard about Nate’s accident, all we could think about was our favorite Superman actor Christopher Reeve…” Inside his microchip home, Ecto rapidly pulls up files and images of the late actor. “Nate had a similar injury to Christopher Reeve. So Nate is like Christopher Reeve. Not Clark Kent, mind you. Christopher Reeve. They’re both celebrities, you see, and you – Ecto – you’re Superman. A re

she threatened, and he raised his hands in surrender. "They're always like this, don't worry," the guy on my left said, breaking the tension. I looked over and saw a guy with white hair, white eyebrows, almost pink eyes, and extremely pale skin. He had albinism, making him one of the rarest friends I had ever come across. Despite his unique appearance, he was undeniably attractive, with a well-defined jawline and a breathtaking smile. "I'm Kai," he introduced himself, extending his hand for me to shake. I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

Smiling Selina, a vampire super-soldier who is Sharmaine's daughter. "Hello, she's a super-soldier vampire with psychic powers, isn't she?" Selina laughs, she already has super vampire warrior strength so she understands Zelda is a strong person, Selina's strength is artificial strength and Zelda's is natural strength. Selina clenched her fist, she would kill Zelda.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

I said as we started eating, “what’s your favorite superhero?” He lit up instantly. “Superman ! He’s the fastest hero ever!” I raised an eyebrow. “Faster than the Flash?” “Way faster,” Noah said with a serious nod. “The Flash can only run fast. Superman can fly and run fast.” “Impressive,” I said, exchanging a smile with Ivy. It felt… natural. Like we’d done this a hundred times before. The way Noah talked about his favorite superheroes, the way Ivy laughed softly at his excitement—it all felt right.

"Our Matheo's got a heart of gold, doesn't he?" Zyra leaned in with a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she playfully flicked his nose. Matheo tilted his head up with a grin. "Well, someone has to look out for the little guys." "Who's your inspiration for being Mr. Hero?" Scratching his head, Matheo confessed, "Superman." Zyra could not help but let out a hearty laugh.