روايات وقصص ضمن Hentia Hero

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

' 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.

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.

Hera lay in the tall grasses near the small airport. She was there, watching and waiting to record the movements of people and products. The fools never saw her or her vampiric counterpart. He was garnering information on the shipments and people with no one ever remembering speaking to him. As long as he was careful with the cameras in the few key places. He could blank human’s mind on sight, so she wasn’t worried. What worried Hera was the arrival of the founders of Hectric and the youngest inquiring over the presence of his ex-wife here. Though he called her his wife. They’d been briefed on this human. He was crazy, unpredictable, and known to be dangerously violent.

Shasha asked as she knew he couldn't break his decision. Master Hero dialled his phone and few minutes a knock at the door. He opened and Henzo with the bodyguard came in. "Mommy! Mommy!" Henzo shouted as he came running toward his mother. "Henzo, my baby," Shasha's sad voice. "I ride a horsey!" little Henzo blurted out giggling and happy. "You did?" Shasha smilingly said even though she was in pain inside her heart. Master Hero immensely staring at the mother and son. He felt delighted but a part of him was jealous of the father of Hero whoever he was.

"Matthew, suppress their front line! Shadow, dive their ADC! Miracle Hands, save your ultimate for Cedric!" Not only did I not retreat–I charged straight into their focus fire. My health bar dropped instantly. Down to a razor-thin sliver. Just as Crown thought they secured the kill–just as they turned to take control of Baron– I pressed the combo that was etched into muscle memory. Eight keys. 0.8 seconds. Perfect execution–under full professional-stage pressure. "Frozen Expanse!" A massive ice-blue dragon roared from my staff, surging into the sky.

LUKAS When I heard of a rogue attack, I informed some warriors and Mel to guard my mate. I rushed out with my beta to fight them off but I didn't know they had already entered the pack through an informer. When I got there, my mate and her friend were already being held as captives. Mel fought with the one holding my mate and I used the distraction to release my mate and Peter hold the leader down. I was hugging my mate thanking the moon goddess that she is alive

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

Hecate said, complimenting Hestia, and all can Hestia do is blush. Then Hestia gave Hecate a sweet smile through the mirror then reply. "Thank you, love." She replied, grateful. Then Hecate pulled away her arms from Hestia's waist, so she can start putting on some clothes. [Hecate] I walked inside our walk-in closet and I can Hestia, admiring herself, in front of the whole body mirror. She's wearing a grey Hollow out one-piece swimsuit. I just stood to the side, just admiring her from afar. Then she tied her hair up into a messy bun, making her more beautiful.

She wasn’t perfect. He wrapped her hair around his fist, and pulled it to one side, kissing her neck. She gasped, unable to keep the moan that escaped her lips. “You make me want to f**k you right here, right now.” He kissed down her neck, nibbling on her collarbone. She closed her eyes as her body came to life at his caress. “Jacob” “Open your eyes,” He ordered and she opened her eyes, her whole body was red like a boiled shrimp. He then trailed his finger down to her stomach and then her private part.