The Accidental Superpower Novels & Stories

“How was he doing it? Does he have a new superpower? Oh wait, for him to have a new superpower, that means he has an old one, which he doesn't have at all. So I didn't have to worry about it.” I couldn't help but smile. She was thinking out loud without even realizing it. "You're right, I have a superpower. So you should be careful of what you think," I said, trying to play along with her. Her eyes widened in surprise. She tried to get up from my legs, but she fell again. “Was this another superpower?” She said. “Was he a human magnet?” I laughed again. Someone needs to tell her to never drink again. “He was hearing me. He had superpowers. But I guess it came at the wrong time.,” She said. “

I knew there was simply no possibility of ever getting lucky with any of the many objects of my desire. But then, one early Monday morning, I woke up. It wasn't an amazing achievement; I'd done it many times before. However, that morning I noticed that I suddenly had a very odd superpower that had just come out of nowhere. It wasn't something that could be explained with some sort of long, complex, meaningful plot or a fantastic backstory - it just happened. That's all there was to it.

But then he says, “Secrets kill, Emma. They always come out.” My breath catches. It's like he knows but doesn't. I force a smile, deflecting. “I’m so glad I’m programmed to be open to all of this stuff.” It’s a bitter lie, but it wins me time. For hours, the city lights smudge themselves on the other side of the glass, and it’s easy to forget the chaos when we’re good like this — pinging ideas to each other across the room, completing one another’s sentences. He’s not just the hot CEO; he’s sharp, almost warm, and it makes me dizzy how much I want to trust that he’s the man I saw that night.

Unwanted Assistance The police were all searching for her. There were several units patrolling the area. Sergeant Acheki knew it was rare for an individual to display multiple powers. Most of them would use a maximum of two, usually never more. There were a small few that could use three, but Akaisha wasn’t normal. She showed the use of three, maybe even more. They considered her a superhuman. It gave him a guilty conscious. It was illegal to use any form of superhuman traits, even if she was doing it for a good reason. Saving lives and stopping a robbery in progress was amazing. Akaisha was, by definition, breaking the law. Unfortunately.

, he asks with shock evident in his tone. “My adoptive father is a cop. When we started getting close, he thought it would be important that I’d know how to protect myself”, I confess uncomfortably as I shrugged over it. “Didn’t think I’d ever need it though, but I enjoyed how the pullback used to feel”! “So what’s your superpower?”, he asks as he nudges me with his shoulder. “Healing”, I tell him! I want to heal everything and anything because I don’t want anyone to ever feel as broken as I do. “To be able to heal anyone of anything instantly! A broken leg, cancer, a broken heart”.

he replied. "It was just ?!" "Jasper , you think the attack was just ?!!" He said as he walked even more closer to them. "What triggered it ?!" Ethan asked. "Dust, " he replied. "How dust ?!" He asked. "I was trying to arrange some of my stuff that looked dirty , so I decided to do it," Emma replied quietly. "You were trying to ?!" He said "How many times have I told you Emma , you have many maids here at your beck and call to do these things for you !"

"I know that things aren't looking good for you right now. But I want you to understand something. You have two beautiful kids. And if you're going to have another one, they would all be very happy about it. You shouldn't worry about being a bad mom. You're an amazing mother. The best. And I know, you can do it. If you can manage to give birth to the twins and take care of them, you can definitely do it. You can have another child. It isn't easy, but you can do it." "What about the fact that I'm pregnant by my ex-husband, who happens to want me back in his life and would see this as a perfect opportunity to have me back?" "If you don't want him back, he can't make you. It's not a choice that

Harry and Harriet cheered in agreement and they made their way to the ice cream parlor. Looking back, she should have known that she wasn't made to be happy. All this happiness was just a trick, a ruse hiding the true reason. It had only been waiting for her to lower her guards and then it would strike. Amidst the laughter and joyous clamor of the ice cream shop, her phone chimed. She glanced at the message without thinking and wished she hadn't done so. Wished she hadn't let it dampen her entire day. “Hey, Amelie.

So, I had to pick the next best. As I stretched up, my fingertips grazing the edge of the box, my heart was already racing, thinking of the awkwardness of reaching for it in the first place. But just as my fingers brushed against the box, disaster struck. The entire shelf seemed to conspire against me. One by one, pads, tampons, and other assorted products came tumbling down, crashing to the floor with an absurdly loud clatter.

I pretended to focus on my cards while stealing glances at Makayla, who seemed more relaxed now. “Do you have any tens?” I asked casually. Makayla groaned and handed one over. “You’ve got to be cheating.” I grinned. “I swear, I’m just lucky.” I leaned back, thinking of my next question. “If you could have any superpower, what would it be?” “Teleportation,” she replied quickly. “Why that?” I asked. “It’s practical—no more airports or traffic. Just bam, I’m there.” Makayla snapped her fingers for emphasis.