Hemtai Heroes Novels & Stories

For seconds, I watched him until I no longer could see his shadow. He was right after all. I had to give it my best training and then forget all about it. If I could face him the last time and survive, then Kade was nothing. A wide grin etched on my face as I returned to my hostel. Morning came quickly and with it came the heat of the tournament. Tension filled the air as everyone moved around with dull faces. Everyone but the strongest— Mark, Ryker and some others. They had this confidence that they were going to win.

I bumped into Henry, a sorcerer who had saved me on my way to the southern pack claiming that I was digging my own grave if I dared to go there. I don't fully trust Henry for now but he wasn't as bad as I had imagined him to be. He has been quite helpful, one could say. I wanted to sever all ties with Sage and not ever walk back into his life or have anything to do with him but fate had other plans for us, now I am bounded to him completely. I am carrying his heir and I’m sure if not now, sooner or later he’d come to figure out my whereabouts, I can hide under Henry's cocoon for too long

Zeci said lazily. Hana poked her hand into Zeci's stomach and replied, "With a girl with no clan behind her like me," "It's clear in the letter that it says so," Zeci tried to argue. Hana shook his head slightly and said, "The Heros is not simply a regular competition, Zeci. Black Dome doesn't need to intimidate someone as unremarkable as me,"

"Wow, have you ever been a superhero? Tell me!" Tell the story? I won't! The main characters of the rescue action were Kenan and his friends, so instead of upsetting Adipati by mentioning Kenan's name, I shouldn't mention it. "What a boring story, I won't tell you!" He took a deep breath, then pulled me to sit on the sofa, and embraced me tenderly.

He held up his hand and twirled one finger in a circle. “We’re playing Spin the Tasha. Whoever it lands on will tell you what to do?” Heat pooled between my legs and I licked my lips, letting my teeth graze my bottom lip, lingering for a millisecond. It drew groans from them and I got more excited. I covered my eyes and started spinning. “Stop!,” Timothy ordered. I stopped and uncovered my eyes. My finger was pointing at Lee who rubbed his hands together. “Take your clothes off.” I reached for my top. “Slowly.”

He stepped back behind Shane after shaking hands with me. "Jeremy is my man in charge with all our transportation. He's in charge of all our vehicles and decide on which ones we'll be using during missions." I nodded while smiling at the red headed guy who greeted me next. "Meet peter. Former accountant, he knows his way around the bank and also ATM machines there ever is. A talented thief and a pick pocket genius." A small skinny guy with a snake tattoo on his neck came up to me and I raised a brow at him.

"Who's the leader? The Supreme Priest asked pointing with his staff to the captives. "The blood of the innocent will fall upon you," declared Theobald proudly, taking a step forward. Four warriors from to the Northern clan took Theobald by his arms and piercing his back with their spears, forced him to cross the bridge and kneel before the Golden Snake. The gems on the Golden Serpent glittered illuminated by the torches. A warrior handed the High Priest an ax with a large blade of sharp metal.

The villagers were attracted by the promise of freedom from the ancient lords. The third room was the largest, and much redder. The 2-year battle between the resistance and the lords was emblazoned with bright colours and the figure of important generals leading troops formed by nothing more than peasants and farmers against Kreg's armoured soldiers. Terrible and, at the same time, beautiful. The end of the hall that led to the next room showed the coronation of the young first knight king, Theodor.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

“Can’t. Swore on the River Styx when I was created. Gods aren’t allowed to physically help heroes on quests. And believe me, the Styx is not one to cross.” “So you’re out,” Pop says flatly. “But don’t gods give gifts to heroes sometimes?” Hakeem asks. “Aye,” Hermes says, flashing a smile that’s frankly illegal. Holy hell. That smile could end wars. Focus, Alex. Get it together. “I’ve got a few things for you,” Hermes continues. “First, the Oreiades are preparing a path using water from the River Lethe—the same one Achilleus was dipped into. Makes you temporarily invulnerable. It’ll last forever on the demi-gods in your group. For the rest, it’s temporary—but long enough.”