My feet drag across carpet as I slump into my apartment and shut the door behind me. The lights fizz like ginger ale when I flick the switch, and the crackling feeling they produce sends a delicious shiver up my spine. The sensation of electricity nearly distracts me from the exhaustion setting in, but not quite. The kitchen sink is filled with dishes. I only wash one bowl for tonight, leaving the rest to sit another day....

Two Months Later In the past weeks, we’ve all been swept up in the craze surrounding the man who can only be referred to as Cretan City’s resident superhero, known to the public as Surge. Rumors about this exciting figure—including his recent appearance and ongoing acts of vigilante justice—are just about the only thing anyone is talking about lately, and here at Channel Six, we’re going to recount a few of his most recen...

I grew up hungry in the poorest corner of Cretan City, a tragedy of fallen potential called Farsky. Originally intended to be the next big project, a hub of cultural significance, the largest grant funding the would-be arts district had mysteriously dissipated following an infamous mayoral election. Foul play was cited by the team of city planners and art historians that had originally proposed the Farsky model, but after...

  I think we’ve all thought about, at one time or another, what it would be like to have super powers, which power we would choose. I know I used to. However there is one thing missing from all of the day dreaming, comics and super hero movies, a super sex life. Think about it, none of the superhero movies have super hot sex scenes. Most, depict the hero actively trying to avoid the opposite sex. There’s a reason for that...

I am not a super-hero, I’m not sure they even exist other than comics, movies, and TV. But I was inspired by a complete stranger to not be afraid to do some things some people I know have called ‘heroic’. It all started when I was all of eighteen years old and working at a small airport bookstore. You know the type of job, you keep the shelves filled, cash out customers, and pretty well try and stay busy enough not to be...

The night was freezing and a lone woman picked up the pace. She was drenched, her heels clicking across the wet asphalt as she peered through the black. Still, the dark man was behind. Slowly, gradually, he was beginning to catch up. Running wasn't an option unless her sinister pursuer suffered from a similarly debilitating case of asthma. She turned a corner. The moon was nearly hidden behind the clouds and street lights...

In the late Summer of nineteen ninety-eight, in a world before Neo had entered 'The Matrix' and people still used pencils to correct the spooling of cassette tapes, Matthew Edwards took his wife, Julie, to bed. It was a lazy Sunday morning.They had barely been up for an hour and had considered going to the gym, but Matthew was much more of the mood for horizontal exercise. His wife, six years his junior aged twenty-nine,...

Jessica Edwards was as unordinary as it was possible to be.For starters, she was six feet, one inch tall. She had thirty-five-inch legs. She had fiery red hair that cascaded down to her shoulders and blue eyes that put the brightest of skies to shame. Her face was strong, yet cute. She had an exceptionally athletic build, which managed to not compromise her feminine beauty. Her breasts were 36D and she had a six-pack, whi...

"Why, oh why, can't I fly like Superman?" Eric Mighty asked the mirror in his modest bathroom. For a man of superhuman strength he did not feel very super. He could do so much more if only he could fly. The Auda City Police Department had issued him a special phone that had a signal almost anywhere, far better than a standard civilian model. What help could he provide when he had to deal with the same traffic as everyone...

Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue #3: Short and Sweet Chapter One: Eye Candy After weeks of careful debate, we’d finally gotten her costume sorted out, reaching a compromise we were both comfortable with. The sticking point had been the zipper, of course. She’d stubbornly insisted that it had one, much to my chagrin, and had been taunting me endlessly with its existence ever since. I was begging to feel a kinship with Pavlo...

Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue #2: Taking the Bull by the Balls Chapter One: A Bug in Cheap Clothing “What the heck are you wearing, Squirt?” I did my best to keep my voice level as I looked her up and down, not even bothering to hide the stern frown creasing my face. At least she had the good manners to blush before she started playing with her zipper. I made a mental note to take her shopping as soon as possible. Appar...

Mister Muscle and Love Bug Issue #1: Of Bugs and Brawn Chapter One: A Bug in the House She spent a lot of time playing with her zipper. It was either a nervous tic or (and this is the explanation I preferred) an attempt to draw my attention to the fact that she was all woman. Oh, and what a woman. I’d known, even before she walked through the door that she was in heat. Her presence had been announced by what I can only de...

Aurora Griffiths is a mild mannered and bespeckled office professional. Prim and proper in her business attire, she blends into the office scene well - her striking blonde hair inspiring jealous glances from her colleagues, but otherwise she did nothing to stand out. Why was it so important for her to blend in? By day Aurora might be prim and proper law office worker but by night she was a spirited superhero clad in lycra...