You Don't Pull On Superman's Cape Novels & Stories

"Honey, am I childish?" Savannah stood on her tiptoes and hugged him. She coaxed him with a smile, "I was wrong. My superman!"

Shit! “T-That’s alright. I can-” “Lia,” he said firmly, and I found myself nodding. “T-Then I'll take the l-left side,” I said as I walked around to the opposite side. Then I notice him clenching his jaw and staring at my legs. That's when I realized I was only wearing an oversized superman T-shirt that reached my knees. I grimaced and tried to pull the fabric as far down as I could. He shakes his head, amused, and motions for me to get on the bed.

Once again. “ You calm yet, darling?” He asked pulling down the zipper of her hoodie and yanking it off her body, with an intensity of a jungle predator. She was surprised the hoodie didn’t tear into shreds. “ Now that you are calm let me ask it again, do you want to know?” He gripped the front of her sleeveless shirt and then yanked it, tearing it in half.

I heard him scream in pain. "Get rid of this silver! Shit!" he shouted at me again. Did I start to panic, how to remove his chain? "Can you stop them from moving for a few minutes?" I asked him nervously. "Two minutes will do?" I nodded at him. "Make sure you do it right." My eyes widened when I saw how his eyes suddenly glowed red. Suddenly, the monsters surrounding us fell one after the other. Is he Superman? "Ano na?!" he snapped at me.

I ask looking around at the cold and rainy night, the wind was also starting to pick up. "Then let's have it in your room, catch!" He shouts before throwing the basket in the air, I reach out my arms and quickly catch the basket as it went passed my window, also having to pull my towel up as I went. Without warning he starts to climb my drainpipe, okay does this dude think he's spider man? Wait wouldn't Spider-Man just shoot that web stuff out of his hand? I'm actually asking you that question, I don't know much about Spider-Man, I know how shocking right.

She smiled while she bit on her fingernail. “The King’s cape… where? Oh! Here you are.” She smirked, cat walking in her heels towards the cape folded on a mysterious stone. She extended her hands, reaching for the folded cape, slightly touched it with the tip of her fingers which immediately blazed her. “Ouch!!” she grunted, putting her fingers into her mouth as she stepped back.

“You guys are not lying, are you?” The loud voices turned quiet to non-existent and even Thor fell silent, only letting out a tiny whimper. “Guys?” I called out and lifted my hand to push the cap back when I heard the footsteps fading away. But before I could touch the cap, a muscular arm wrapped around me and pulled me back against a hard chest and mountain of a body.