4 Cut Hero Novels & Stories

Scissors. If someone wanted or had scissors, it meant that someone was willing to fight, willing to bring those twin blades down in a shimmering arc—over and over—into the driver’s face until she was dead and someone else took control of the bus. That person would be him. Jack always knew he was hero material. It silently thrilled him. He stared through the Perspex hub at the back of the driver’s head—little life there. She reminded him of a toy whose batteries were winding down.

Mom is one of the most famous reporters in the country. She exposes all kinds of wrongdoing, and the public hails her as a champion of justice. What she doesn't know is that while she's out fighting for other people, I'm being viciously bullied at school. When I finally work up the courage to ask her for help, she gives me a disgusted look and tells me to quit being so dramatic. Eventually, my bullies beat me to death and bury my body in a reeking drainage ditch. When my body is finally dug up, Mom is the reporter sent to cover the scene.

I sent it directly to Hammer, a mega-streamer with tens of millions of followers, known for his hair-trigger temper and his very public crusades against fraud. [Hammer, I need you to look into someone. Use this model for free for a year. It'll bump your conversion rate by at least thirty percent next quarter.] Ten minutes later, he replied with two words: [Done. Deal.] That evening, Aunt Sandra's stream was in full swing. She'd paid for two cheap models who showed up in barely-there outfits, rambling incoherently through a pitch for knockoff cosmetics. Wade sat off to the side, hammering on the desk. "Order now, everyone! Last hundred units! Get in while you can!"

"Matthew, suppress their front line! Shadow, dive their ADC! Miracle Hands, save your ultimate for Cedric!" Not only did I not retreat–I charged straight into their focus fire. My health bar dropped instantly. Down to a razor-thin sliver. Just as Crown thought they secured the kill–just as they turned to take control of Baron– I pressed the combo that was etched into muscle memory. Eight keys. 0.8 seconds. Perfect execution–under full professional-stage pressure. "Frozen Expanse!" A massive ice-blue dragon roared from my staff, surging into the sky.

He brought it to his lips and licked the blood away. Then, he cracked his neck, and his eyes turned blood red. The Rogue's strong aura leaked out, as he pounced once again. After a few rounds of fighting, Cutter was losing the fight. With one hard kicked from Enzo, Cutter was knocked onto a low wall beside the road, shattering the wall completely. Rolling onto the ground, Cutter spat out a large mouthful of blood. He stood on shaky legs, clutching his chest, his face twisted with hatred and fury.

I already did two cuts over his flesh but it wasn’t enough to make him bleed. “ Cut deeper! Deeper for the blood to flow, Victoria!” Alpha Zac commanded, his anger throwing over his glare in the rearview mirror. Shutting my eyes, I growled and did what he asked me to do. A deep cut run through Alpha King’s flesh, the tip of the sharp blades made it through his flesh and I let it stay before dragging it deep into the sides and watching the blood flow out of his body. It made me frozen. “ V-Victoria…..”

Instantaneously, he pulls out his other arm from behind his attacker, slashing a long deep gash on the assassin’s backside… Three points for me, dickhead! Instead of a scream, all Hero heard from his opponent was a long intake of breath and then the bastard was already standing steadily despite the deep bloody wound on his back. What the hell... For a moment, the young military man feels like he’s fighting his twin. The same style of recovery, the same cologne, almost the same knife skills… ”FREEZE motherfucker!” Hero pauses for a moment upon hearing the loud command coming from the back. That was his mistake…

) I said, “I just checked your equipment. It’s not bad. I will add HP to you later. Hold on. In a while, use full shied for yourself when I tell you to do so.” “Okay!” Hero replied. After two seconds of silence, Hero said, “Lucifer I once saw your photo and videos on the forum. “You are awesome. I believe in you. That’s why I didn’t quit the team.” “Don’t worry. I wont disappoint you.” I smiled. Therefore, I began to lead the team. With the Boss’s first big move, I calmly said, “Give yourself Full Shield.” After that, I and Rican joined back at the same time. When the Boss’ big move was released, we ran back and Hero still had a third of HP left. I filled it up for him.

I gripped my phone tightly in my hand as my tears began streaming down my face. The comments section erupted in joy at that. "LOL! Randy's the best! He would do anything to protect poor Evie from harm! He's so hot, oh, my God. I'm so happy and satisfied with everything he did!" "He should have done this a whole lot earlier! Cassidy doesn't even know how to behave herself. But now, she can't go abroad anymore and doesn't have a single penny to her name. Tsk, she had no other choice but to slink back and accept her fate now!"

When Zack Fleming gets a tiny scrape on his arm, my wife, Melanie Perry, who loves money more than anything else in the world, rejects a business partnership that's worth hundreds of millions of dollars. She then forces my sister, Cindy Sherwood, to donate a large amount of blood to Zack, despite knowing that Cindy has a heart condition. I immediately call Melanie to demand answers. "We only took a few drops of blood from her," she says nonchalantly. "Why are you making a fuss? Besides, Cindy's tough. She'll be fine. But Zack's different. He's the company's lucky star, so nothing must happen to him. "Business has been improving by the day ever since he joined the company. Everything tha