Hentia Hero Novels & Stories

Knights exchanged quick glances, hands brushing against sword hilts. “Tell us, Priestess,” another said, voice firm but cautious. Helena drew in a deep breath, steadying herself. “The apostle of the God of Lust, Heron… his essence, his power, it is unparalleled. It flows with the ability to heal and replenish life itself. The Goddess has shown me that, should I unite with him, even once, my powers will be magnified beyond what we now can comprehend.” A murmur rippled through the room. One knight cleared his throat. “You mean… you must…?”

It drifted toward me, brushing lightly against my skin before curling around me in a soft, protective swirl. “You’re not allowed to like her!” Luther muttered, sulky and flustered. The mist hesitated, then quickly withdrew. I was about to tease him again when the system’s cold voice interrupted: [Side quest: “The Boss’s Banquet” has ended.] [No deaths detected. Random Hunt Mode initializing.] The air around Luther shifted instantly, his aura turning sharp and icy. He slowly lifted his gaze, eyes locking on the buzz-cut guy. A killing intent so cold it made my skin prickle filled the room.

“Even a goalie who throws the ball in the net ten times in a single match wouldn’t be dumb enough to come up with a name like that. You must think you’re Mr. Terrific or something.” Santiago chuckled as he slid the phone back into his pocket. “Mr. Terrific. That was actually funny. Okay, you got me. What would you suggest?” Lola shook her head repeatedly. “No, no, no. I’m not in any position to replace such an already awesome name. I’m not the Tony Stark wanna be here.” “Neither am I. Stark is such a ripoff. I’m Mr. Terrific, remember?” “You wish,” Lola scoffed as she swept her hair away from her face. “You’re just a washed-up bad boy living on daddy’s money.”

"Hah!" Hearing how skeptical Horey was, Huub snatched Helen's phone right then and snapped coolly, "Listen closely! I am Huub Droitner, heir to Droitner Inc.! That so-called Bloodcrane Spiritbloom?! I have it too! And I'm now demanding that you free your hostage!"

A ball of energy started to grow on their cupped hands, a golden swirl highlighted in its feature. Hail merely narrowed his eyes to them for a moment before calling Reigna over. He knew that the trick to defeating Mr. Heirt was to attack him in his blind spot, which was his back; however, going there wouldn’t be easy as it was heavily protected by his shadow and his barrier. “Is there a way for us to help Handsome and Chell?” Reigna started, her brows were furrowing while she kept biting her nails. “There is.” Hail ruffled her hair. “Just teleport me at the back of Mr. Heirt, and everything will be fine.”

I continued to follow Kenan, and as we got closer to the hut, I could hear Clarisa's voice very clearly. "That's Clarisa's voice!" My scream made Kenan's friends run faster because they were relieved that it was a human voice and not a demon. They looked for a way to get inside, but it seemed the old hut had been locked from the outside. "Break it!" Kenan's orders. "Do you think I'm that strong?" Protest the guy in the black hoodie. "Move!" Exclaimed one of them with bald hair. The bald guy was carrying a very large piece of wood.

The system however will never be able to escape this heartless Host command as it began his duty. Attempting Opening Status quo... Loading... Inializing... Downloading... 10..35...50...99.. Successful D******d.... Successful Operation.... Name: Clone Henn Age: 23 years old Relationship to the Host: Stranger System: No system Ability: Glittering Dust Identity: Ordinary HD10 Special Circumstances: Close to Elimination Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Deteriorate Heroes’ [He follows his Young master commands every time, he would kill himself if that was also his Young master command]

"Catherine, since you play this game, you must know the top player, Hero. He's become very popular on the internet, not only because he's good at the game, but also because he's incredibly handsome. He's been dubbed 'Gaming Adonis' by his fans." Amelia excitedly pointed at the computer screen, almost dragging the man from inside the computer out and presenting him in front of Catherine. Considering Amelia's excessive excitement, Catherine glanced up at the computer screen. Indeed, there was a pretty handsome face displayed on the screen. The young man did have a handsome face. He had a refined oval face, a prominent nose, and three-dimensional facial features. He looked truly alluring. Cathe

His aura was so strong; it will make everyone bow their heads immediately. He was almost 6.2' in height and has cream-coloured skin. He was wearing a white Shirt which tucked neatly under his black jeans. His hair was neatly combed back. He has dark brown eyes with lengthy eyebrows that furrowed together, which seems, he was thinking deeply. As to confirm my assumption, he smirked evilly looking at me which brought a shiver down into my spine. "Listen, everyone!" He sought all their attention. His voice was thick yet sexy too. "She!" He pointed a finger towards me and said, "From today onwards she is going to serve me and would be my new toy."

He pressed her with all his weight against the rough wall and shook her shoulders, her teeth clattering together. "Come to you, damn it!" He hissed in her ear, but she now seriously considered whether she had to get rid of Viktor first before she could devote her attention to the henchmen of the Hegedunen. An ancient memory struck her like lightning, scorched a few brain cells, and made her heart almost stop. At the same moment her body went limp reflexively, as if she had burned her hands on a hot stove. This train of thought, by accepting Viktor's death without blinking an eyelid, cleared a little the fog that had seized her mind. The idea was frighteningly familiar to her and made horrifi