He's A Hero Novels & Stories

"Do you know what is common in every hero out there in every superhero story? Their selflessness. The courage to lay their lives for the safety of humanity . To only remain in the pages of history and in our hearts for eternity." .............................................. Vera's pov "I lov-" He doesn't wait for my reply,he doesn't let me complete my sentence. Nearly pushing me back he turns his back from me. I feel hurt,missing the sparks instantly. I wanted to tell him.

"My daughter's biological father was a war hero!" "A war hero?" Miriam blocked our path. "You say he's a hero—who's going to believe that?" She stepped closer, almost right in our faces. "I'd advise you to drop this. Save your energy and start reconsidering your options. Some schools just aren't meant for certain people." Mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What business is it of yours? What we do is our own business!" Miriam let out a scoff and brushed past us. But as her bodyguards followed, one of them deliberately shoved Mom—hard. She tumbled down the wet steps, landing in a heap on the soaked pavement.

Dressed in black. At first, I registered him only vaguely, until he turned around to face me. My steps slowed. Something about him felt….wrong? The nurse beside me stopped walking. “There he is,” she told me. “Your bodyguard.” My heart skipped once. It was then that he turned fully. And my world tilted. Kade Wolfe. The air punched out of my lungs so hard I almost tripped over myself. No….no way! It can’t…it just can’t be.

The number one healer on the server. Game ID: Miracle Hands. This time, I wore a soft, elegant French-style dress and took my seat early at a high-end restaurant. Miracle Hands turned out to be the refined type–gold-rimmed glasses, polished, dangerous in a quiet way. All it took was one sentence: "Last time in the dungeon, your positioning almost wiped the entire team. You still owe me an apology." Just like that, he willingly cut my steak for me, poured my wine–completely at my service.

She shared a lot of things that they did on their vacation and explained how they organized a charity event for children's education and showed me a photo of Her, Kevin and Harry. My eyes fell on the particular photo of Harry where he looks so matured in his white Armani Suite. He was holding a red whine and talking to someone, who seems in his mid-Fifties. They both shared the same features as he was a mini version of him. "Quinn, who is this?" I pointed a finger at the man who was standing with Harry. "He is his dad and my uncle, Mr. James Brooks," She answered. Why does the name seem so familiar to me? "Sheila, what happen to you?" She asked noticing my confused state.

I stare at his cute little eyes. "Yes ma'am," he tightened his hold on his ball. "By the way, what is your name?" he was hesitant to respond at first. So I waited for him to introduce himself. "Ahm, me. Well, my name is Hero. Call me Hero. I am six years old," he said and run away from me. It seems my whole world stopped as I heard his name. "Hero," I uttered the name silently. I think I heard that name before. But, I don't remember where. "Hero," I like to say the name over and over again.

He says. I lift my chin but my eyes are glued on him and his hands. I ball my hands, I don't wanna attack him, " It's not that bad. " I murmur. The silence grows. He applies the ointment on the nicks softly. When it burns my skin, I tightly close my eyes. My friends call me strong, but I'm not strong physically. I can shed tears over a small nick. He can't know me fully, so I've to tolerate it. I love a few people in my life and I can die for them. I always make sure not to hurt anyone's feelings, not even my enemies. I try my best not to feel his calloused fingers against my skin rubbing softly, "There are water bottles and juice and some edible stuff. " He says, putting the medical kit awa

"Liam, this is going to be so draining, I am so tired already, I wish I could just not care for the people here and just leave," "You know you can't do that, you know you can't, that's why we have to fight this, whatever comes in the next couple of days, we will fight it together okay? We are going to get through this and y'all will go back the way you came, and with a hero badge too, because you guys are heroes," Liam said hugging her. "I don't feel anything like a hero right now, I feel more like a loser," "You are not, don't ever think you are a loser okay?"

Thinking this, Hoss no longer hesitated and agreed directly, "Deal!" He looked at Hero, his expression growing more serious. He pondered out loud, "Mr. Hero, if you dare to deceive me, I guarantee you'll die a tragic death!" Murderous intent emanated from him, clearly showing that his words were not empty threats. He had long heard that Hero was a ruthless character who would not hesitate to sacrifice others to achieve his goals. "Don't worry, I've always been aboveboard. As long as you cooperate obediently, I definitely won't harm a friend!" Hero laughed heartily.

"He's healing, Dad. He's so brave. He killed the one terrorist with his bare hands, then took the guy's guns and shot the other four. He saved all of us. He knew they'd shoot him when he entered the gym, but he came anyway. I just can't imagine knowingly entering a place where people will try to kill you. He's a real hero." "He's all of that," agreed Ted. "He could have simply left the area and been safe, but he took the much more difficult path. He put the lives of others before his own. That's pretty much the definition of hero. To think that I actually tried hitting him in the chin. What was I thinking?"