Superpowers Novels & Stories

Abel rolled his eyes and laid down on the grass. “I… I… I have super abilities.” Zadkiel stated, fiddling with his fingers and looking at his hands. Abel sat up. “Like?” He questioned. Zadkiel was surprised that Abel didn’t laugh at him. “I can hear, see, and smell from a great distance. I have super reflexes and I’m super strong. I can run fast without getting tired and I can see things very much clear in pitch-black darkness. All my senses are enhanced. In short, super strength, super agility and super healing power.” Zadkiel explained, feeling more confident as he saw Abel invested in the conversation without making Zadkiel feel like he had gone crazy.

He put his arm around Jessica's shoulder and yelled at me, "Swain, I know you've always been jealous of my spatial power, but you can't use my power and pretend it's yours! I shared it with you because we're family, but you tried to ruin my relationship with Jessica by pretending it's your superpower." "That's right, that's right." The woman in his arms cried, leaning against Chris' chest, "The person I've always loved is Chris. He's the one who saved me, not Swain. His teleportation range is as vast as a basketball court. Swain is just a fraud!" A chill ran down my spine. I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to punch those two in the face. Chris didn't have a superpower because he had a

Everyone bent low to their heels and watched him as he took repeated shots at the Zombie creatures. The sound from the fire arm was more louder than the noise I had heard for the past four hours inside the boat. I was getting mad already inside my heart it pumped faster causing me not to see things clearly enough anymore, guess I was fainting as the noise reduced in my ear drum. The last thing I had saw was there were other men of his same skin color, five other white men had joined the first white man in the shooting. I saw them shoot at the Zombie creatures repeatedly, one of the bullet from their fire arm was not enough to take the Zombies down. Although I wasn’t seeing clearly as I was

Wendall was an excellent fighter, but to beat Amon, we were going to need him to have a superpower. I grabbed the Elder's Council scroll from the wall and read each vampire's name and their gifts. Elder Elizabeth: Posses the gift of mind control. Hmm. Viktor and I both have that gift. I needed something stronger. Elder Christof: Possess the gift of superhuman strength. Hmm, this could work, but Martin also has this gift. Elder Simon: Possess the gift of speed and accelerated healing. We needed accelerated healing, but I wanted something that would be useful in an all-out blood bath, not the aftermath. Although, it was good to note for later.

The fear in his eyes was undeniable and I didn't blame him for being so scared afterwards. “What I had just told him. After pausing to think I added: "But since he had to come into the pack to meet Olivia in person at the risk of his own life, I think he can only use his super power when he is close to his target. That's his only weakness." Hearing this, Leo breathed a sigh of relief, holding his chest, saying: "It's good to know! At least there is a limit to this superpower. The situation would have been disastrous otherwise. But it won't be easy to guard against him."

“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.”

I said in a frustrated tone. This did bother me a lot, the strongest alpha felt the weakest around her. "Kaiser? Do you know this isn't good?" He looked at me as he said that. "What do you mean?" I questioned. "Did you forget, when we were kids, what was taught to us? Our superpowers are our protective shields, and if they are snatched away from us then...." "We're as vulnerable as humans. Or maybe more, because we have to hide our identity from them." I completed Paul's statement in a low tone as the realisation hit me.

“Aris can control dreams, Siphra can read minds, Canaan can duplicate himself, Mildy can cause hallucinations, and Geoffrey can cause a person to rot with just one touch and Elkarim can communicate with animals” All of this was just so amazing. So everyone could control the weather with the force of their energy and run inhumanely fast as the basic stuff. “What do you think that my special power would be?” I asked “The moon goddess gives each of her moon born children a special power according to what pleases her. When she sees that you are ready, she will bestow your powers to you” I nodded I just hoped that my powers would be able to save us all from whatever was coming.

Residential complexes designated as settlements were enclosed with chain link fencing, which served as boundaries and temporary barriers. After receiving their assignments, Jack Sullivan and the others left home and didn't return for several days. During this period, the team members, who had been trained to endure intense physical and mental pressure, began awakening Superpowers one after another. Hannah Walsh was the first. She awakened the ability to manipulate plants, a power that was equally useful for attacking enemies and defending herself. Next was the deputy team leader, Ethan Parker, who awakened metal manipulation. Like Hannah's ability, it could be

These people supposedly could possess any myriad of special abilities even in their human forms, such as night vision, teleportation, telepathy, foresight, healing powers, superhuman strength and speed, and more. As I learned this, I thought about how my wrist had stopped hurting as Enzo touched it on the night that Justin attacked me, and how he had somehow healed all of my pain tonight with only his touch. It was starting to make sense, but I still didn’t want to believe that any of this was real.