Futa My Hero Novels & Stories

And their Alpha. "Y...you..." A humorless smile found its way onto Lucas's lips. "I see you've heard of me". He did a little courtly bow. "Alpha Lucas Monterio, at your service." My heart screeched to a halt. Together with them being the most ruthless pack, they were also virtually werewolf royalty. "You're the Alpha King", I heard myself say. My voice sounded like it was coming from far away. "I am", Lucas - Alpha King Lucas, I corrected - accepted. I watched as his expression changed to worry as he stared at me.

Hope sparkled like a star with his Hero Time ability, from memory, Hero Time was a technique that gave some Hero class people an immense boost. It was said that if the most powerful Hero in the world used it, he would become the most powerful person in the world, in all areas, ahead of all other classes. But the hero in front of me was not a hand, but a real Avatar, an Avatar who multiplied the power of his movements at the sacrifice of greater consumption of his energy. To put it simply, cheat a cheat.

“Remember, by all means, let it disappear.” “Yes, lady.” Ceto followed Lina's orders because, in this day and age, it's not unusual to kill people according to their master's will, as long as someone gets in his way, he will be killed. Moreover, for a powerful king like Pappas, it was not difficult at all. After a few days of searching, Ceto also found the person in the picture. That person is none other than Marina. In the past Marina lived alone, her parents died early, so she lived alone by gathering.

Clarisse sheaths her sword, and Lucia kneels and says, " you don't need to be scared. I'm Lucia, a battle mage. And this is Clarisse, Knight of Esperia member. And you are?" Zane is nervous and can only think of how to run away from the two. He then responds, "Zane… just Zane, call me Z." "Nice to meet you, it's a pleasure to meet the new hero!" Lucia joyously says, lending a hand to Zane to stand up. "You better make sure you're right about him being the hero, Lucia," Clarisse grumpily says. "Hero?! Wait wait wait, I'm no hero. I don't even know what I am. There has got to be an understanding here," Zane confusedly says.

Should’ve. Didn’t. Her eyes fluttered open. She saw me. Panic exploded across her face. She scrambled up, back pressed to the headboard, hands shaking. “P…please,” she croaked, voice scratchy. “Don’t kill me.” Something in me cracked at the sound. I almost laughed, her terror was so real but the bond wrapped steel bands around my chest. I hesitated. Me. Hesitated. I should’ve ended her. That’s the law. That’s what an Alpha does. But looking at her, I realized shit I couldn’t.

"I'm sorry for the outburst. Noah is like my own son. He is rude, cold, and hotheaded. He misbehaves too. Because we have spoiled him too much. But he is not weak. He is never afraid of anyone. Am sure he would have tried to finish the punishment till end only if he had not lost his strength. SOTUS, means to bring everyone together. The freshmen need to understand the meaning of the activity that it's a symbol of unity. You are scaring them. They need to be punished only if they don't obey the rules. Not if they stand for each other. This way no one will attend SOTUS. It's a tradition passed on to every freshman for decades. You guys are ruining it.

An extremely beautiful woman, who introduced herself as her mother. "It remains a legend to creatures who have never witnessed you. But since I'm in front of you now, I can say that's true." Luna smiled at him sweetly, "If that's so, I want to show everyone that I'm not just a Legend "I want their eyes to see the real power of the Moon."

"She's in here." The little droplet of tears rolled to my right eye. "Please help me. I want to bring back my memories with her." They all stepped closer to me and embraced me. Hali whispered as he was tapping my back. "I didn't mean what I said. I just want you to know that Fira is something to you...Fira is the only person who can make you as you." He messed up my hair. "I don't want the old Pyro. I want you with Fira. The Pyro who is always happy."

Not quite the right word. The truth was, Damian had never understood Michael’s actions. He had always considered his brother immoral, debauched, and utterly lacking in principles. Even amidst wartime hardships, while the nation suffered, all Michael cared about was his lust and his drinking. He had ultimately met his end from an infectious disease he contracted during one of his reckless escapades. And with no direct heirs, the title of Duke of Hartess had passed to Damian, the only remaining brother and, much to the country’s delight, its war hero.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly