Beyond Dragon Ball Super Novels & Stories

She stared at the sales graph glowing on the screen. Upward. Strong. Unstoppable. A familiar voice spoke behind her. “Looks like someone just conquered the jewelry world.” Mia turned to see Calvin leaning casually against the doorway. His arms were folded, but his expression held unmistakable pride. She smiled immediately. “How long have you been standing there?” “Long enough to hear your team practically worshipping you.” He walked into the room and sat beside her. “You did it.” Mia exhaled slowly. “It feels unreal.” Calvin glanced at the screen.

There's no way he can drive it here but his location is quite far there's no chance in hell he is walking upto there. He held his forehead thinking all that and planning what to do now, just then he heard a sound nearby. A sound nobody other than him can hear as its not detectible by others. 'Oh yea, how come I forget about that' he said smiling to himself suddenly remembering something important. He close his eyes and snap his fingers. In few seconds a bat appeared flying in the sky. He got close to Liam as to listen to his commands and start hovering over his head. Liam put his right index finger forward giving him signals to sit on it and the bat followed his orders. He looked into the ba

She flew like someone who would be good to have in battle, though, and Nya was glad that she was in such a rush to get where they were going. Sounds of the battle unfolding met her ears before any of the dragons came into view. It was clear that Beelzanborg was still launching their massive fireballs at the dragons. As they neared the border of Beelzanborg and the other kingdoms on the west of Frindom, Nya saw more troops moving toward the border and realized that the human kingdoms that had been at odds with Beelzanborg for years were in the process of marching on Beelzanborg themselves. Even if her father hadn’t told her the truth of the history of the Dragon Moon festival, these people se

It's a joke! I smiled silently, not wanting to comment. Soon, Jordan calmed down and changed the topic. "I've heard you're an elite. You took over Tanum not long ago, and it's thriving. What a pity this isn't my fate. If I were still strong, I would have fought for the Bourdamun project with you. That would have fulfilled my dreams," he said regretfully. I smiled, feeling regretful as well. "Many of my projects need your supplies. We’ll continue to work together, I promise you."

About six months into the apocalypse, both my mom and I had discovered some serious powers. Mine? I could hear my dad's thoughts—yes, only his. In an apocalyptic world where survival hinged on brute strength, this ability was as useful as a screen door on a submarine. The only upside was that I became his personal translator. But my mom? She struck gold. She developed super strength—and not just the run-of-the-mill kind. Her entire body mutated. She went through a second growth spurt, and now she was almost seven feet tall—tall and built like a tank.

To put it bluntly, if not for the restrictions of his body, his internal energy would have scattered and fled long ago! Even so, Baeron's temples throbbed uncontrollably from the pressure of the energy within him desperately curling up into a ball! In just an instant, he fully realized that the man before him, the one they called Grandmaster Burrey, was an existence beyond his comprehension. Grandmaster Burrey… isn't human! He's a god! "You all…" Baeron mustered every ounce of his strength to turn his head and look at the instructors below the stage, desperately wanting to say something.

They all hear my thoughts? "Yes" they say in unison. “Just Roman, Sebastian and I though," Catherine adds. “We are lycans. We can hear anyone's thoughts from a close range though." She shrugs. Yes, lycans are the highest ranking werewolves with super abilities. Damn! “Let's play a game!" Roman suggests beside his mate, causing Catherine's eyes to sparkle with excitement. "Yes, let's play a game of tag!" she exclaims, grinning like a child.

“I only came to check on the Alpha King. See if he’s feeling better.” “Jasper’s friend? Never heard of you.” Brayden waved a dismissive hand. “You can’t just wander in. Leave.” Amelia’s cheeks flushed red. For once, she looked small. She backed out without another word. I couldn’t help the satisfaction curling in my chest. Brayden turned back to me, looking guilty. “I’m sorry, Savior. He’s stubborn, but… please, stay longer. My cousin’s been gone for weeks searching for a healer. I don’t think the Alpha King has much time.”

Magenta. "I know that you might have a lot of fear inside you. It's never easy to get rid of those, I know but if you're not going to chase your dreams, who is going to do it for you? Your mail man? Your dishwasher? The people around you? No. There will not be anyone to chase your dreams for you. Always remember that." I said and before leaving the podium, "Go beyond your boundaries, you will never regret it." * * * "I'm sorry if we were late. You know already that I am managing this painting org for children. I couldn't leave as soon as I want." Dandara said to start off our conversation.