Beyblade Hero Novels & Stories

“Oh…Brea honey. NO!” Cole hugged her tight and patted her back. “It’s just nerves, okay? We had a hard bump in the road. That’s all. It will be fine. You will see.” Brea tried to stop crying. He’s right. It’s just a dream. It’s fear. That old friend-monster she’d lived with her whole life. Until, she knocked him down and went with her gut when she decided to go after the man of her dreams. She needed to fight it off again. “She—stood up and—oohhh.” She started weeping again. “I can’t marry youuu!”

My eyes narrowed as I opened the message. Hey! It’s your hero, aka Alaric. Here’s the address for the boxing match. My heart gave the tiniest flicker as my eyes went over his name. Another message quickly came through. Isn’t it customary for a damsel in distress to give her knight in shining armor a kiss in gratitude?

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

I held it, the power humming up my arm. We stood back to back. Béyoncé’s light flared. The battle began. Blades met. Magic flew. Water sprayed. Magic ripples from the blade crashed into shadows. Azelia struck hardest……twin crescents flashing. Kale’s steel is carved through dark forms. I focused on the blade in my hand, channeling the bond. The leader of the cult broke through. He aimed a dagger at Beyonce. I lunged, the blade bright. It took his weapon. The cultist staggered, then dissolved.

Together, they were a force unstoppable by any ordinary foe. --- The Dance of Blades The courtyard had become a battlefield of shadows and steel. Every movement demanded precision; every strike was a gamble with life itself. Seraphina’s heart pounded, each beat echoing like a drum of war. She and Kai moved together with uncanny synergy, reading each other’s motions without a word.

The blade caught the dim light and returned it in a thin, bright line. Not a threat. A reminder. If Ares wanted to make this a war, she was already standing in one. The wind picked up again, pulling strands of her hair higher, making the golden sparks around her look almost celestial in the low light. For a moment, the beach seemed to blur at the edges, as though the world couldn’t quite decide where Celeste ended and the tide began. Ares saw that too. His expression darkened. “This is what they have made of you?”

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

System: “Blue Elf leaves the team.” I went to save the Sword Master. He was called Hero. After expelling the Boss, I saved everyone. Hero: “Is there something wrong with Desert? When other people were retreating, she said that she could provide HP. Now she complained that other people’s equipment was bad. Stupid.” Lucifer: “Do we continue?” Hero: “Can you call some other people?” Rican Love Ailina: “We three can do it.” Hero: “Can you win?”

My heart flipped as this one information clicked on something deep inside of me… The sign I had been waiting for. Instantly a surge of courage pumped through my veins and I pushed past him and started heading down. “Is the boy here?” I asked as Albert’s excited boots followed loudly behind me. “Yes, Asher and that’s the part you won’t even believe!” I stole a glance at him in confusion, almost risking a step as the rumble in my heart grew stronger. “Who is it?” Albert’s excitement seemed to explode as he clapped his hands. “It’s none other than our very own Bee of course! He is Blade Black!”

Never quite been able to please the old wart, not even when all I did was love him. Hector the god-fucking Lycan had been my hero, all I ever wanted to be when I grew up. What a load of absolute bull dung. I felt my heart jump to my throat when something not unlike sadness flashed across his luminescent dust-grey eyes. “Then Japhtar, may the best king win.” Hector rumbled and then he was flying toward me, the weight of his royal army roaring to close the distance between us in seconds.