Hental Heroes Novels & Stories

He is worse than despicable. "I don't even know why I keep wasting my time having sex with a barren woman!" Thundered the visibly angered jack. "I thought peasants were able to have children as many times as they had sex. Like rats living rent free and feeding off leftovers just like your family. I don't understand how you are different!" He bawled. "I should never have married you! You are just a waste of my resources!"

I said and smirked. AUTHOR's POV Mr. Lee, Adam and Jade entered the company with a face cap on and the cleaning agent outfit while ALEX stayed in the van as planned to hack into the surveillance cameras of the places they will walk into. As they were walking, Mr. Lee bumped into a security. "What the...Are you fucking blind?" He complained. "I'm so sorry sir" Mr. Lee apologized. When they were about to move forward, the security stopped them "Wait!" "ID card please" he asked and they showed him the one they created that shows they are employees of the cleaning company.

They all were. Zeus Valerious looked up, the devious glint in his eyes prompting them into reaching for something in their waists. He sniggered, taking a step forward, his long, masterful fingers pushing the sleeves of his shirt up his powerful forearms. "Don't fucking move!" They tensed, guns out in a flash, they pointed them right at his head. I gasped, and for a second, the urge to jump before him engulfed me. But the supernatural hunk kept up his provoking feat, rather rolling his shoulders for extra measure. "You touched someone else's possession," he spoke, the depth of his unearthly voice jarring me. "It's time to pay."

I blurted. “Get them out or you're dead,” he threatened. “Careful,” I said softly. “Don’t try it.” My men stepped off their bikes, cracking their knuckles, their eyes changing colors. “We are not easily cowed, Xavier!” Henrique shouted, unzipping his jacket. His chest puffed out under the grey shirt. “We are wolves too, in case you've forgotten. I am an Alpha too of this pack, just like you.” “I know that,” I said. I could feel my nails growing longer and sharper, becoming thick daggers. “But there are levels to this game, Henrique.”

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

“What kind of poison?” “I… I do not know yet,” he admitted. “Not without a blood analysis.” A snarl ripped out of me, claws tearing briefly through my human disguise before retracting. The twins gasped behind me. Mehmet stepped back, his green light flickering. Fear rolled off him. Good. He should fear me. They all should. Mr. Mehmet….His family… I knew the stench of them before Mehmet even opened his mouth. An ancient line of healers, they called themselves.

The song is about Heaven on Earth, is Heaven in Hell even a thing? Heroes by Alesso and Tove Lo came on, and I heard the line “Everyday people do everyday things but I can’t be one of them,” that sure as hell sounds like me, and I mentally changed the word ‘heroes’ every time it was sung in the song to ‘demons,’ and I caught a small grin growing on my lips, which I quickly corrected.

I guess their rivalry isn’t as trivial as people portrayed it to be. “Was he that intriguing?” The question came out of nowhere, and his low tone and hesitation said a lot more than his words, but I needed to hear him ask again to grasp the context. “What do you mean?” In that moment, the door clicked open, with two men walking in on a leather jacket, two able-bodied men. They seemed like bodyguards or gangsters, somewhat in that field, and it was clear when they came closer with the star logo on the chest side of their jacket. That is the logo of the investigators.

Both have hoods over their faces and their hands bound. “Take the hoods off,” Angelo tells his men who follow close behind. Two Hispanic males with heavily tattooed faces are revealed. Angelo’s men push them to their knees. I know exactly who these men are and nothing makes sense. They beheaded Andrew. I blink blood from my one good eye and wonder if I’m hallucinating.

He put the suitcase in the trunk. “I said to have fun. Not this.” Hailey said with wide eyes. Penelope didn’t know what to say she only shook her head lightly. “I like this guy.” She smiled at him and then suddenly changed her expressions and looked at Penelope. “If he does anything you just give me a call and I’ll come and whack his ass.” “I’m right here.” Damen put his hand on his sides. “I know, sweetie.” She gave him a toothy smile. Take care you two.” Hailey gave him her phone number. “Text me when you reach.” He nodded and drove towards his home. ***