Wonderman Novelas e Histórias

Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious. Tonight, he was up against another monster a man rumored to be just as deadly, ju

I froze. A man stood by the edge of the trees, lighting a cigarette with steady hands. Smoke curled around him like a crown of shadows. He looked like sin in a suit, dark, dangerous, and maddeningly composed. His eyes didn’t flinch, didn’t waver. He didn’t even seem to care that I was on the verge of collapsing, yelling, or trying to escape. He was watching me like I was a mildly interesting movie he didn’t pay to see. He was watching like he was actually enjoying it!

That person truly deserved their surprise and admiration as it was going for a year now when the Blessed Organizations is built halfway-through. They were pleasantly surprise but more felt shock but felt more relieved, at least, one of the so called saviours of mankind helped them, a pitiful Hero who only gets their ability by the rain. The guy with a scar on his tanned but big face which look exactly like the leader of the heroes who came to rescue, opened and swipe something in his watch resulting for a virtual screen to appear in front of his eyes and also for the Heroes members sight. Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

His cold, somber face, shrouded in the dim light, was a stark contrast to the vibrant, lively scene behind him. Suddenly, the crisp sound of high heels clicking against the floor pierced the air, followed by a pair of slender arms wrapping around him. "Lion, everyone's waiting for you to give the word!" The woman tugged at his arm, pulling him from the sofa. As she looked up at his chiseled features, her heart raced like a frantic deer. No wonder he was Lionel Williams, the CEO of K International Group. It wasn't just his billion-dollar fortune; his god-like looks alone could stop traffic, captivating every woman who laid eyes on him. He was born to stand out, a beacon that had shattered cou

“I can talk to whoever I want. I’m not fifteen like you.” “I’m almost nineteen, thank you very much,” I said, getting up and moving to the couch. He followed like a shadow. “Still doesn’t explain why you didn’t tell me what was going on when it happened,” he said, settling beside me. “You think you’re some kind of superhero or something?” “I personally identify as Wonder Woman,” I replied with a small laugh. “Yeah, no. Not funny,” Arnold said flatly. “Okay, maybe bad timing, but it was still a solid joke.”

Frank nodded and shouted at the top of his voice, "Show yourself!" A gust billowed, and a man in a feather cape appeared in the southwest. He was exceedingly huge, and with the goblin mask on his face, he was certainly creepy. "How childish!" Jada, however, ridiculed the man instead of getting spooked. After all, the most powerful man in the world stood right beside her. "Your reputation precedes you, Chief Frankton!" the man spoke, his voice thundering as loudly as Frank's voice did earlier. Shocked, Jada exclaimed in surprise, "How did he do it?"

I hear a voice say and when I take a closer look at the speaker, I find the face familiar. “You’re him! The strange dude at my door!” I shout with wide eyes, everything coming back to me. “Good to know your memory is in good shape. The boss hates forgetful people,” the stranger answers, adding more confusion to my thoughts. The boss? “You… You abducted me!! Let me go! I demand you let me go!” I shoot out with all the boldness I can gather in me, making them stop. At first, I think it’s because of me then I see a man in a red suit walking towards us. He has this dangerous aura that surrounds him. I’m very sure my heart just skipped a beat. “Shout one more bloody time, and you’ll fucking lose

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

Sauntering towards the door where the voice had been coming, I quietly opened the door and peeped through it. "I don't give a fuck, Wym! Just do whatever you can to prevent the spread of this news. I don't want people to know about that woman!" Luther growled, glaring at that bald man who stood right in front of him. I couldn't see the face of that man because his back was facing me. But judging by his appearance, I could tell that he was important. He was short and sturdy, wearing a blue suit, unlike Luther's black suit men. Frowning, I took a couple of steps so that I could hear them properly.