White Tiger
- reads 45
- Stemmen 4
- Delen 3
Ordinary. Not a word you'd use to describe me...
"Wait!"
Yet people use it to describe me...
The black trench coat swishes around my feet as I turn abruptly.
I'm not to sure why...
"Who are you?"
How foolish they are...
A grin etches onto my face as I turn around and leap off the building.
The smart ones call me crazy and mad...
The coat whips around me as I pull out a gun with an attached grappling hook and fire it at the roof of the nearby building.
The wise ones call me a villain...
I crash through the nearby window and roll to my feet inside the office.
The heroes call me the White Tiger...
"Whose ready to start this party?" I say to the employees in the building before I run to the elevator and open the doors before sliding down the cables and out through the bottom floor. Once I hit the street I spin on my heel and run into the darkness, black trench coat still flying behind me.
Alle rechten voorbehouden
#37
supers
Word lid van de grootste verhalengemeenschapOntvang persoonlijke verhaal aanbevelingen, sla je favorieten op in je bibliotheek en geef commentaar en stem om je gemeenschap te laten groeien.
Je bent misschien ook geïnteresseerd in
My Teddy
The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}Compleet
When I Met You {English}
"You disappoint me... What do you even see in him?" "Aren't you tired of this already?! If you want to pick a fight, fight me, not him. Got it??" What he did enraged me so much that I threw my hardest punch at his face, forcing his head to snap to the side. "If you ever touch him again--" before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall. "If I touch him again, what?!" he shouted, his face inches from mine, as I trembled with rage. "Got a big crush on the kid, huh?!" he exploded, and I could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on us. ~~ Have you ever wondered how different your life would be if you changed just the smallest of your actions? Because that's what I do. I wonder how my life would be now if I hadn't made that tiny mistake in the schoolyard. Everything started then. When I met you, twelve years ago...
I WILL NEVER FALL FOR YOU
Everyone has a dark secret that they never want shared. but can these two fall in love without there life changing secrets being revealed to one another. Theodore Jones a london boy living in america. Is it by choice...well... He lived with his father in London until he was 14 and life changing events threatened his safety so he was sent to America to live with his mom. sad thing is, he was a result between to heart broken people who just wanted to have sex so when Theo's mom got pregnant with him whilst already having 4 small boys who's father just died, she thought it was better to send him to his father and never speak to him until he was 14. This resulted in Theo feeling alone unloved and unwanted living in a mansion full off people who was meant to call family. Now brooklyn live in new York before a tragic incident up rooted her whole life and moved it to california, night mares and fears consumes her everyday. What happens when to broken people meet. Will they lift eachother out of the darkness or will they suffer in silence
Shadow
I live in a pretty screwed up world. I mean, we all do, but mine's a little more screwed up than your average American city. First off, I have that cliché sort of crush on my best friend. The second part of that cliché is that he's interested in every other girl but me. Second, we have superheroes. A lot of them. Flying everywhere like annoying insects, teleporting like it doesn't scare the crap out of the rest of us, defeating bad guys like they're the new Mr. Incredible. The whole works. The third thing is, I'm one of those superheroes. My name is Kiera Knight, but the rest of the world knows me as Shadow. _________________________ Kiera Knight has been saving Cryptic City from her nemesis, Blaze, for two years now. As soon as she thinks she's got him under control, the wildfire spreads chaos through both of her lives-as Shadow and Kiera. But she soon finds out that masks can't hide every secret, and she might have been helping guard a secret that could put Cryptic City in ruins. "I hate supervillains. But after being a superhero, I think I'd prefer to be a supervillain now." _________________________ (I seriously didn't even think of Keira Knightley when I made up her name. Just thought I'd let you know.)Compleet
Super?
"Stop pretending to be an idiot, idiot." Ouch. It burns. "You're starting to sound like a dear old friend of mine," she adds, her tone implying that her "friend" isn't so much of a "friend" as a mortal enemy who she probably also dragged into an alley on multiple occasions. Because she must be a fan of alley-dragging. Theater major. "I bet that friend was super amazing," I retort anyway. "She'd have to be to put up with you." Oh! Snap! I grin like an idiot at my own joke, realize how uncool that is, and then quickly rearrange my face into a frown. "I'm sorry. I don't quite understand. You're supposed to be a superhero, so why are you threatening a fellow superhero? Isn't that kind of against our code or whatever?" "You don't have a code. Superheroes who follow codes don't drop off information about people's allegedly dead sons at their doorsteps and then run." Well, can't say she doesn't have a point there. -- After being framed for the horrific murder of Birchwood City's most revered superhero's six year-old son, Maya Waterman abandons her super-villain persona and finds herself lost without any sense of identity and purpose. Being hunted by a vengeful super is hard enough, but after her employer fires her and she's evicted from her apartment, Maya begins to become something she had prayed she would never become again- helpless. She needs nothing less than a miracle to save herself, and much to her surprise, she gets just that-- even if it entails her trying her hand at becoming a good guy for once.Compleet
Killer Queen|✔️ (Book 1)
⚠️ This is a true story, unfortunately. 🖤1st in a series ✅Completed I labeled this as teen "fiction" because my target age group usually thinks of self-help books or text books when they hear "non-fiction" and don't realize a memoir reads like any other fiction story. ☣️SYNOPSES: I'm finally over the embarrassment and ready to tell someone what happened. I wrote this to help anyone who might make the same mistakes i did; to stop them before it's too late. I thought I could cure my severe depression and anxiety on my own, during my senior year of high school. Instead, I : ✔️Developed a psychotic obsession with a sophomore ✔️Used a 12 yr. old child for a weekly therapist. ✔️Got accidentally addicted to drugs ✔️Became a stalker extraordinaire. ✔️Got myself into 2 fake relationship at once. ✔️Tricked the most popular guy in school, Kiwi (I'll explain the name) into doing my dirty work, pulling a Romeo and Juliet and ruining his life. You're invited to come laugh with me, cry with me, fall apart with me; it's no fun doing this by myself.Compleet
Love In Boxing Ring
" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.Compleet
Ragged Girl
"Shit!" I muttered under my breath. He pulled open the door and headed for me with a smile that made my skin crawl. I withdrew my gun from my bag and hid it under the table. "Ah Blake Reid. At last we meet!" He pulled out the chair directly across from me. "Who are you and why have you been following me?" I growled. "I'm the man who is going to kill you," he gave me a masochistic smile. I withdrew my gun from its place under the table. It was pointed between his eyes and I took pleasure in the shock that was on his face. He had only gotten his gun halfway out. The staff was still unaware of me holding a gun to this man's head because they were all around back in the kitchen. "Sorry, but that's just not going to happen," I said sweetly. "In such a public place? How brazen of you," he challenged in a shaky voice. "Yes, all the staff is in the back where they can't see us. Oh and if you didn't notice, there's a silencer on my gun. Say good-bye my dearie," I pulled the trigger and sent the bullet through his head. Blake Reid isn't your normal 17 year old. She's an assassin on her last case... or so she hopes. She is having difficulty with memories of her past and can't seem to get out of her shell, even though that is one of the biggest assets needed for her assignment. She will also face many obsticales; some of which she may not survive. Join her in the choas and death she calls her life. (Cover created by Vico96, an amazing friend of mine. Check him out!)Compleet
My Side
This is a story from a villains perspective. I'm Kit. Just Kit. My parents were expecting a boy when I was born. I was meant to be the greatest villain of all time. They thought a boy would be better for the job, but they got me. I was raised as they would've raised a son. I trained hard. I never went to school. Until now. I am fifteen years old and my mission is to take the best Hero's son. People don't get what made me this way, ruthless, emotionless, deadly... I am here to tell you why I am the way I am. I am Kit and this is MY SIDE.Compleet
Because of you
ITS NOT FINISHED!! I just put it online that way because it's a story I won't finish 🫠 Drew doesn't have an easy life. His father having cancer, his stepmother not helping him with the bills or household,... He had to find ways to support himself and his family. When he finds a crying child next to his school his life changes when he meets the loner of the school: Scarlett. What will happen between them when there past catches up on them? Will they hold each other close or will they push each other away for their own safety? Started: 5 April 2022 Ended: Discontinued (Sorry Guys, dont really feel the story anymore... BUT you can still enjoy the 40+ chapters) !!!There is a slight age-gap: for the first 35 to 40 chapters she will be 16 while he is 19. If this bothers you, don't read it!!! !!! I suggest you are above 15 or 16 to read this story. If you do read this when you're to young, you have been warned !!Compleet
The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}
Meer detailsInhoudsrichtlijnen