Fusion Heroes Novels & Stories

How foolish I hated entering in this world, I love it, more than anything. “Uh! G---guys…” I heard another familiar voice catching all our attentions. “What is it Azrael?” Zeus questioned. “I f---found my mate bond…” I saw his cheeks getting red. I saw Azrael blush. The happiness on my face was so clear that I jumped from happiness. “Who is she?” Halsey was more than excited, the way she merged herself inside our family, like she was meant to be. These people are what I want and if I die today, I don’t think I’ll be dying with regrets. Zeus has become what his father couldn’t. A loving, caring man, a man with a heart.

He probably gets it from his mother, Lucia, who is a spell caster from Khisfire. “How is your magic coming along?” I inquire. “Not so great. Mom thinks that I only have a bit of spell caster magic and so it will take more energy for me to use it.” That’s the thing about hybrids, one gene is dominant over the other and there may be traces of the other gene but only one gene can be dominant. That’s what makes Luna Queen Morrigan, Euan, and his siblings so special. Their genes are all equal, making them extremely powerful, and it’s the same with me and my sister, Stephanie.

Clean hit. He dropped instantly. The second came in right behind him, trying to close distance, but I met him with force—shoulder into chest—slamming him into the frame. Keisha yelled my name behind me. “Malik!” I didn’t look back. Not in a moment like this. The third man hesitated in the doorway. That hesitation told me everything. They weren’t expecting me. Not like this. He reached for his weapon— I fired before he cleared it.

I could feel it myself the power that had awakened was consuming me from within, burning through pathways that hadn't been designed to carry such energy. "The healing tents," Darius decided. "Everything else can wait until she's stable." As they carried me back toward the compound, I caught a glimpse of the broader battlefield. Bloodfang and Nightshade warriors were working together now, tending the wounded without regard for former allegiances. The shared revelation of truth had created bonds that transcended old rivalries. But as consciousness faded around the edges of my vision, I wondered if awakening to my true nature had come too late to save anyone including myself.

he added, pressing the barrel with more force on my temple. “Drop the gun,” Ricardo ordered but Fabian did not budge. “No.” “Fabian, please drop it,” I said. “Stop talking!!” He shouted. “This is your last chance,” Ricardo said. “Drop it.” “No!” Fabian screamed, the gun digging harder into my temple. “You don't get to win! You don't—” A crack split the air. Warm blood sprayed the side of my face as Fabian jerked and crumbled behind me, a bullet hole smoking through his head.

But it wasn’t enough. The entity retreated deeper, biding its time. Damian collapsed, exhausted, the red glow dimming but not gone. They held each other, breathing hard. The child kicked softly, humming a low, protective note. The fusion was incomplete. The entity was still inside Damian, waiting. But the love between them had bought time. They would need it. Because outside, the fleet’s remnants were regrouping. And the fused enemy was only getting stronger.

Freya was solid like ice while Perspehone was fiery like fire. “I am fire after all.” They both smirked, clearing Tristan’s path, helping him to reach Huzefa faster, astonishing everyone by their extent of abilities. They were looking like a scarlet rose in a garden of blood, blooming beautifully among stains, fighting bravely, showing them why they are known as the strongest warriors of their land. “They have exceeded my expectations. Stop them.” Huzefa frowned, not liking how quickly they were approaching her, ordering his four pillars to go and stop them.

The knowledge of his deceit, the image of them together, fueled this new wave of fear. These attacks, once distinct entities, now merged into a single, agonizing experience. The expected fear of abandonment, the searing pain of betrayal, fed the unexpected, amplifying its intensity, while the unexpected terror of my new, shattered world fueled the predictable dread. It was a vicious cycle, a feedback loop of grief and fear, where each moment was more terrifying than the last. I was trapped, not just in my body, but in the relentless, unforgiving landscape of my own mind, a prisoner of a heartbreak that had no name, no beginning, and, it seemed, no end.

he huffed under his breath, calling Dougal's bet. I had to remind myself if I were in their position, I'd want answers too. After the battle against the humans, Rose wasn't the only one declared dead that day. Several of our men, our friends, were taken down by the Strigoi that attacked them. Seeing Dimitri, one of the strongest men I'd ever met, so badly beaten had admittedly scared the shit out of me. I knew most of the men were happy by the news that Rose had been found, but not knowing what their friends had lost their lives for, and in such a brutal way, it would naturally cause questions to arise. "Castile, you'd tell us if something were up. Wouldn't ya?" I looked up at Healy, his fac