Hentia Hero Novels & Stories

I frowned. "Then tell me why the fuck am I here for and I fucking know damn well its more then getting me to talk about my father's hideout. So tell me, who the fuck you are and why am I really here?!" She placed her hand over her chest mockingly. "Oh my gosh, where are my manners? I'm sienna darling, sorry for the late introduction." I rolled my eyes. "Nice to know you slutty sienna, now tell me the truth on why am I really here and who you two are working for." She glared at me.

“Longer, miss. I’ve worked here as his housekeeper for the last five years. I’ll get you water!” “Oh, what’s your name?” I asked, liking her chatty nature. I could make friends with her and get to know a lot about my captor! “Stella Hawkes! I know you’re Hermione Averoff!” I gasped at the way she pronounced my full name. I hated it. “Please call me Hera. I hate my full name!” “Why? It’s so exotic, a symbol of intelligence in our era! Hermione was the daughter of the Greek messenger God, Hermes. I’m sure you know that already!”

A week later Ethan "Are you sure you want to do this without involving the police?" Harry asked me as we sat in the car a few distance from the house where Daniel kept Saira. "I mean..." "I want to do this myself, Harry." I cut him off. "He won't get away with this." I'd contacted Uriel Yamaguchi alright, and he'd promised to help me out. He knew everything one could possibly know about hacking computers and was also a professional hyper realistic mask creator.

A male's cock sheath is his only vulnerability in dragon form. From the corner of my eye, I see Henry running and leaping over burning bodies. With a large club in his hands, he launches from the stairway and somehow manages to land on Drakon's back. It's my chance. Drakon spins and tries to dislodge him. I charge in low and avoid his tail. My forward momentum allows me to slide the last few feet to try to get under him.

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.”

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.

Or even the strange spiral staircase that led upstairs, with each step appearing to hover above the one beneath. None of that made her hold her breath and stand still like a sculpture. It was a person who caused her to freeze like a deer caught in headlights —a bare-chested man who lounged carelessly on one of the large sofas. Lola recognized him almost immediately. Santiago Morales—business mogul, CEO of Infinity Tech Enterprises (and several other sister companies), billionaire playboy, health and fitness expert, scandal extraordinaire… the list went on and on. Oh, and apparently Lola’s best friend’s older brother as well.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.