Hental Heroes Novels & Stories

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.

I instantly rushed over to her and took her into the basement, "Stay here, don't move." She nodded at me while I remove my gun and loaded it before going back upstairs. The door flew open, revealing six men in black suits, heavily armed. I scanned their skin in search for any tattoos and felt my heart skip a beat when I saw a tattoo on their wrists. A fucking Dragon. It was the Russian Mafia.

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.

“Least I forget, I’m Killian Edwardo by the way, you can thank me for making your visitor log’s recording easier, no need to put my company’s name, you can just put, Ethan’s dearest friend.” Killian it is, I smiled and nodded, not really comfortable with him. He seems to be a mischievous kind. “Well, buddy, eyes off the bunny, she got your command, now focus on me.” He snapped his fingers as he rounded Ethan’s large desk to standng beside him. “Then where are the cars for my workers, they appear to still be missing from the records.” “Oh please, your workers are being too picky, where the fuck am I supposed to begin with Minty green. But if it is for the pretty bunny, I’m ready to give her

– Iliana questioned, Nemesis. - You're with me, love. Hering said. - Well, we're going to need her. – The girl said, picking it up and taking the lid off, drinking it. - Let's go to the party. - Iliana said. So, they let the agents take the documents, as they left towards the other side of the headquarters, when they got into the association's car. Hering was a hybrid vampire who looked like a great warrior, he was one of the agents who, hours ago, killed all the terrorists.

The old man smiled, the smile from earlier widened so much that it reaches his eyes causing for the curve of his eyes to slightly squint while he was looking at the group of fluffy and chubby little kids hovering on the ground, playing and not making a fuss of going outside again. ___ Monster attacking Bailou City had made the Sotiras and heroes still in meeting at the headquarters of Blessed organization caught off guard. "It is Level A danger! Only level S heroes and Sotiras can beat it up!" shouted one of the members of the research institutes as they look at the heroes and Sotiras here, gathered together, held as a hostage. Well, the only one that is held hostage is the Heroes and Sotira