Superman Novels & Stories

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

Fusae then pointed her finger at a wild man with a bulky, powerful build, a hairless face, messy blonde hair, and small blonde eyebrows. "That person is Rihito. He's the representative fighter of Yoshitake Real Estate. He's fairly famous on "Kengan Match" and he's also known as "The Superman," Fusae said. "Superman?" Monica raised his eyebrow. Fusae nodded and said, "Rihito is famous for his technique that is known as Razor Edge." She then pointed at her fingers and said, "Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor."

Dominic blushes and smiles. - As for you, Colby, I know your dream is to be a supreme warrior and lead the best warriors, but I have another proposal for you. - I said, moving my eyes at Colby. - What proposal, Dad? Won't you let me be a supreme warrior? Why do all my brothers get their wish but me? This son of mine needs to start paying attention to things. He's not dumb, but he lives on the moon. Dominic smacks him on the back of the head with a puff.

Not only was I covered in shit, but of all the days I get saved, it happens to be from falling on my shit-covered ass by a living personification of my best collective fantasies in living form. The man could only be described as, a seven-foot-tall, Adonis with seductive warm caramel-coated skin wrapped over massive planes of muscles that would make a full-blown nun sigh. I continued to size him up, I catch a glimpse of his long flowing dreadlocks dangling ever so teasingly above his pectorals covered in black and rose gold armor. Painfully preventing me from getting a glimpse of what would no doubt be the most heavenly chest I’ve witnessed on a man like this up close.

Ryan explains putting a black piece in my left ear. “ Now we can communicate with you through this and we can hear everything you hear. We won’t turn it on until you leave the territory. We will be able to hear everything you do, and if you do end up in any danger on the way we will be able to walk you through what you have to do.” Creed added. “Now with this connected to your shirt” Ryan started taking out a black pin and pinning it to my shirt

I run to the door and lock it behind him, feeling how flimsy it is and somehow knowing it won't stop anyone who tries to get in We should never have called them. Damien looks confused now, all his anger has gone with the strange interaction with the police and the others look as helpless as I feel. The man's words resound in my brain "The only person who can protect you completely is Cain" and I know now that regardless of if he's married or a liar, I need to call him, if only to keep us all safe. My gaze meets Gale's and she nods, sliding her drawer open and picking up my phone. I sit down beside her, staring at his name after I unblock it and somehow, as if he knows I've done it, my phone

He can't see me cause his face is on the opposite side which gives me a full view of his large tanned back, tensing at his compressed movements. With the bar on his shoulders, he does some repetitive squats and the veins of his streaky arms throb at every crouching position. A few drops of sweat are glistening on his spine till they disappear in his grey joggings pants. I try to catch my breath because I'm suffocating due to too much hotness. That guy is too peachy. Oh, what am I doing? It's like I'm stalking him. Stop this Hayat! Shaking my head to snap out of those thoughts, I take a deep breath to gather courage and finally call him in a loud tone, "Eren!"

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

I just don’t get why Leo wants a healer. “My brother has a disease,” Vogar dropped his glass on the table. “A disease that turns him into a beast, but takes a huge part of him before setting him free. Leo is dying everyday and has just two months to live if I'm right with my calculation. The only one who can save him is the Omega. But with my bracelet around her wrist, she can’t. Leo is eventually going to die. She will watch him take his last breath - the most interesting part of my plan,” Vogar said so much that I found myself fighting to comprehend.

Not when I knew what was to come now, when I knew that she also needed to stand strong just as much as I did. I made it to the edge of the training yard when I felt him. The one person who kept me grounded. The one person who somehow, despite all the chaos, managed to show me that there was another side to this. Damon. He was watching me from across the stone path, jaw tense, arms folded over his chest. I walked straight to him. “You don’t have to put on the armor with me,” he said when I was close enough to hear him. “And you don't have to keep doing this. You are already carrying enough, Sienna.”