He's A Hero Novels & Stories

He looks up at me and his honey eyes behind the specs tell me enough. "Yes, yes. I will play with you. Please release my arms." I didn't need him to tell them that. But I know better. They wouldn't have listened to me anyway. The boys exchange a few glances and then leave my arms. Finally! Even though the boy looks too dramatic, I cannot help but feel like bending on my knees and screaming 'My Hero!!!!' "Now move. Breathe her." The nerdy hero says and they move aside, giving me some space to stand properly.

He shouted. Before he could pull the trigger I raised the vase and hit it onto the back of his head causing the gun to fire out the window and knock him out. Thank heavens. "Mom, are you okay?" I grabbed her for a hug. "Yes, Tristan I'm fine. Is he dead?" Mom asked worriedly. I checked his pulse by his neck to see if he was alive. It was beating so it meant that he was still alive. "He's alive. The police should be arriving soon let's hope he's still knocked out by then." I told Mom.

Right after Hero showed Aurelie the main cafeteria, they went to the last room in Building B which is the BROTHERS' room that has an acronym of BROS. But, before Hero could even hold the door handle, it suddenly opened and the group's famous member had come out while holding his phone. He was shocked and quickly drew an attractive smile at the two. "Sir Hero. What brings you here?" "How are you doing, Jareth?" Hero asked him. "Oh, please just call me Red. I'm not really that comfortable when you call me with my first name," he said before glancing at Aurelie.

he said the last part with a hoarse, broken voice. He then rested his forehead on mine. My mouth parted as everything sank in. Tears pooled in my eyes. I couldn’t believe the Beta had offered himself to save me. “He... almost died! He almost died! And he... he didn’t want.. to yield! I had... to beg him... All because... he was... try... trying to.. save me?! Your Beta... he’s so... so stupid!” I stuttered between my cries, the side of my fist ramming into his chest at a controlled pace.

He's just fulfilling her final wish. 'What's her final wish?' 'A child that belongs to her and Sean.' I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

I end the call before she can respond, my chest heaving with suppressed fury. Harry stirs beside me, already half-asleep. His tiny hand finds mine, squeezing lightly. "Daddy?" he mumbles, eyes fluttering closed. "Tell me 'bout the superhero now?" I force a smile, brushing his hair back. "Of course, little man. This one's about the strongest hero ever. A hero who fights for what's his and never fucking gives up." And right now, that hero isn't just fighting for his son. He's fighting for Violet, too.

He replied with a smirk on his ugly face. My vision turned red. They were proud of this? Proud of mugging and beating someone defenseless? Steven stepped up beside me, his presence a solid wall of intimidation. The men shifted uneasily but tried to mask it with more stupid words. "You don’t know who you’re messing with," I said coldly, taking another step forward. The leader tilted his head, his grin faltering slightly. "And who might you be, huh? Some rich guy looking to play hero?" He asked mockingly.

They, too, became beacons of hope, defenders of justice, and champions of unity. In a distant realm called Zephyria, a young warrior named Kael discovered an ancient book recounting the hero's tale. Intrigued by the hero's unwavering courage, Kael set out on a journey to find the remnants of a long-lost artifact that could tip the balance of power in favor of darkness. Armed with the hero's story as his guide, Kael faced relentless challenges, but he knew that his actions would ripple through the cosmos, just like the hero's before him.

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.

Polaris instinctively straightened up, feeling the weight of his attention. “So,” he said, his voice soft but carrying an air of confidence, “you’re the one everyone’s talking about. The underdog who won the science quiz.” Polaris blinked, caught off guard by the directness of his tone. “Uh, yeah. I guess that’s me,” she replied, trying not to sound as nervous as she felt. Hero’s eyes narrowed slightly as if he were assessing her. “I wasn’t expecting much from this year’s competition,” he continued, his voice cool and even, “but I suppose you’ve made things a bit more interesting.”