Hentia Hero Novels & Stories

I state, pulling her close to me and wrapping my arms around her in a comforting embrace. "Why did you want to visit me?" She counters, changing the topic. I pull away gently to look into her eyes once more. Raising a brow in the process. However, she keeps her head down and pulls me closer to her, refusing to look me in the eye. "I needed to hear it for myself." I state. "Hear what?" She questions, without shifting her gaze. "That you're the Huntress." I state, getting straight to the point. Immediately, I feel her tense up in my arms, which only proves my suspicions. Sienna is the Huntress. This means she's the one that hacked into my security system and found Elanora.

she said. "Let's go there now," Ashley said, taking Larisa's hand. They got back into the car, and Ashley drove to the New Huxley Shopping Mall. As Ashley parked her car in the shopping mall parking lot, Larisa looked around in awe at the massive structure of the New Huxley Shopping Mall. They made their way inside, and Larisa was immediately struck by the bustling crowds of people shopping in every area of the mall. She couldn't believe her eyes as she realized that the shopping mall was owned by her ex-husband, Marcellus Huxley. The memories of their past flooded her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of shock and discomfort. Despite her emotions, Larisa tried her best to put on a

Eva couldn't believe that a haox that was about to cost her herlife was actually the truth. The moment the indicator turned green verifying Eva's finger prints, she relieved a sigh of relief while the man with her looked at her equally stunned. However, he didn't spare a single moment in stealing the rubbies and moved out as fast as he can.

No, this time, he smirked like he was the executioner sent to finish us off. "Well, well," he drawled, his voice oily. "So this is the Moon Goddess's last little spark... Ivy Hunt." My blood ran cold. He knew who I was, and he clearly didn't care. My eyes dropped to the freshly bloodied silver whip dangling from his hand. Every instinct screamed run, but I couldn’t. Not with my mother lying unconscious behind me. "Stay away from us," I said, though my voice trembled. I swallowed hard and tried to sound brave. "If Alpha Hunt finds out you tried to harm his heiress, he won’t spare you. He’ll destroy you."

Liam says, “is one of the oldest magical lines in Hallow’s Edge. Your ancestors helped found this town. They built the wards. They kept the balance. They protected the people here from the Hallow.” I frown. “What exactly is the Hallow?” Grace answers softly. “An ancient entity. A hunger. It’s not a spirit or a demon, it’s older than that. It feeds on power. On life. And the Warrens were the only ones strong enough to keep it contained.” Liam continues, “Your mother, Delaney, was the last full‑blooded Warren witch. The strongest in generations. And when she became pregnant with you… Jason saw an opportunity.”

I have lived for almost eight years without a single companion and very soon, I'll get one who would do everything with me, from breathing to dying with me. I wouldn't have to be lonely anymore and I would have someone to defend me and someone to plan revenge with. But now I need to focus on planning my revenge against Alpha Damien even though I couldn't compete with him physically, I know the exact herbs to get to temper with his system. Alpha Damien is a type A blood group and I know exactly what he is allergic to. It was night time already and some flowers will be hard to identify by the ordinary eye but not to mine.

' Aiden told them as he stood back up straight. A Sequin was the one of the people that you had to meet in order to have direct acess to Tiz, the founder of Hero League. He was an old man who had a son, Quent who was around Aiden's age or two years younger. Quent was going to be the successor after his dad. 'I'll be in the crowd section.' Aiden nodded at the Squad 10 members. He turned back and started walking away. Suzanne, out of impulse, ran after him and hugged him when she got to him.

Then his picture, name, and other related information appeared. "Henri Fabious, 26 years of age, A+ blood type," Henri unconsciously read the information. 'From Kalantiaw to Estefan; then, Estefan to Joshua; now, Joshua to Henri," says a tiny voice from his head. She did the same, " 26 years old archaeologist, AB normal, Ahri Hauntsen. So, I am now Ahri Hauntsen. Geez, this is insane," she murmured.

And as he glanced down at the hand currently closed around the gun pointing at his chest, he saw the bracelet around her right wrist, a black chain looped three times, from which a silver crescent moon pendant with the Roman numeral thirteen engraved on it. Hollander’s eyes widened. He knew who this girl was now. “Y-You…” He managed to choke out even with the gun pressed against his chest. “You’re one of those Hati people…! One of their elites…! A-A Phantom!” The smirk stayed on Hekate’s lips. “So you know who I am,” she said. “You’ve sure caused Hati a lot of trouble. A word of warning for the future. Never trust a beautiful woman.” She tightened her hold on the gun and pressed the trigger.

And then, Randell pinned the blame entirely on me. I inhaled deeply as I continued reading the comments on the screen. If I hadn't seen any of these comments and really went after Randell, then the only thing waiting for me would be a lifetime of Randell's meticulously planned revenge. Thank goodness that wasn't the case now. Just as I was about to return to my room, I noticed a red alert on my phone. The alert warned of upcoming torrential rain that might potentially cause natural disasters and advised everybody to stay at home and not venture out anywhere.