Hentia Hero Novels & Stories

Her eyes were too familiar, her presence too haunting. And there it was. In small, neat handwriting across the bottom of the photograph: Sapphire. My hand moved on its own, fingertips brushing over the image. I wasn’t even fully aware I’d walked toward it. I felt... something. A stirring under my skin. A pulse of something ancient and confusing. “Who is she?” I asked without looking back. Dante’s footsteps padded toward me, then paused behind me. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he handed me a glass of wine.

She walked passed the collapsed building of the dragon shifter's lair, thinking back to the day the great fight occured between Riven and the shadow warrior. Taking her mind off it, she continued into the forest until she got to a secluded part. Her eyes darted around, searching for something. Suddenly she whirled around and found the devil standing a few feet away from her. "I see you've kept to your word",Hades said and he smiled triumphantly. Henrietta dipped her hand into the pouch slung over her shoulder and brought out a glass vial. There was a bright red liquid within it, and it sparkled under the light of the moon.

Hero said as he pointed at the mentioned group. Aurelie looked at the group of young men who seemed to be energetic even if they're just plainly sitting on their chairs. Hero left her on her own and went out of the function room to take care of the event. The group Aurelie was about to approach were also anticipating her as one of them began speaking to her. "Hello! We're the group XENTRICS. I'm Tyler, one of the leaders together with Sean." He pointed at the other guy who's sitting next to him and he waved his hand to Aurelie.

My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

He cautiously asked. “Wild guess.” She was still smiling. “I’m Hailey by the way.” She waved her hand up in the air. “Damen. Damen Laurent.” He nodded lightly. “Ah, can you tell me… which way to go?” “Oh, yes. Second floor. Down the hall. Left side. 2B.” “All right. Thank you.” He smiled again. “Have fun you too.” She said and walked away.