Hera Powers Novels & Stories

Hera was in awe of just like everyone who knew her. She was stronger than most of the wolves and still, an average little human pregnant with not so special specie that was looked down on by other supernaturals destroyed and killed her and nearly took the rest world with her. Hera knew one thing, even when she had her full strength, she was not as powerful, brave or as wise as Jodu. And she knew that she would never be like her mother, especially not now.

"Take off her clothes, it’s time to bring this big boy into the world." "What? No, it’s not, it’s still two months and a week away!" Bridget protested and I ducked beside her and told everything in a hurry. Who the woman was and what she had done for the baby, luckily Bri didn’t take long to understand everything I said. "You just need to push a little, it won’t be difficult, after all you are a semi-goddess and your power is no longer limiting you." She had beaten Hades and finally the death sentence was gone, now Bridget was with all her strength, with nothing to hinder. Hera was right once again.

Hera cried even more and shook her head. "That's enough. Don't talk please" Hera said as she touched Lance's wound and tried to treat him with her healing magic. But because she's already losing her goddess status her powers were also slowly fading. "Damn it! Why it's not working?! Work! Heal Lance's wound please! Please!" Hera said panicked as she repeatedly tried to heal Lance's wound but she didn't have enough power to heal it anymore. Lance held Hera's hand that was facing her wound. He smiled then looked at Hera.

—---^^^°^^^------ Meanwhile, Haria's strength is gradually returning and she is now able to walk outside her grandfather's mansion without anyone supporting her. One day, she thought of going to the training ground and visiting the entire force that was going to attack the camp of the Night Warriors Pack. He caught up with his brother there and he immediately sent her away as soon as he saw her. But she insisted on staying as she also wanted to see the progress of the training. They will face a strong force so she felt somewhat worried about them. In the days that have passed, it seems that he has already forgotten Jacob. With his brother brainwashing her almost every day, she seems to want

Hugh is busy looking at the insides of the car right beside the one that Isaac is fixing and I'm sure he's hearing everything we're saying. I shake my head at Isaac and I'm about to introduce myself when Hugh shows up from behind and he places his arm over my shoulders. “You guys have never met before Isaac, meet Hera, my mate. We just met yesterday, she's pretty isn't she?” he speaks for me instead and realization dawns on Isaac's face as he nods in understanding while giving me an icy look with his eyes. “She is really pretty Alpha Hugh, the moon goddess chose the perfect one for you,” he says and alpha Hugh grins at him.

she says. I pull her into a tight hug, “She said should – she never said you will lose your powers?” I ask her. She pulls back from me, “The Moon Goddess definitely said should, but what else would she mean but to take my powers away? It was wrong of me, as a healer, to take a life Adam,” she says trying to make me understand.

And I'm glad I'm still alive for my girl. "You know what I'm scared of getting my memory back. I don't want it. I wanted to live my life just a Harry, not a Harry John Brooks, the name provides me the status and powers." All I need is to hold my girl into my arm, forever. "But I promise you, Quinn. I will take care of everything. So just trust me." I took both her hands and held with mine. "I trust you." She nodded her head and wiped her tears. Sheila's POV:

A violent gust tore through the clearing, the trees swaying so hard I feared they would snap in half. “And for that,” Hera said, her voice dropping into something cold. ”She's going to be brought to heel.” Power rolled off her in merciless waves. The kind only a true Queen of the Gods could wield. My heart kicked erratically against my ribs. Fear crawled up my spine. “I… see,” I managed. “But how can I beat her now that I’m dead?” The wind halted all at once, and peace settled around us again as Hera relaxed. “You’re not dead just yet,” she said. “You are in what mortals call a coma. And I have a certain god, one who’s been secretly rooting for you, who wants to help bring you back.”

"You have to avenge me! You two have been married five years! He always listens to you like a dog! You can hit him back, can't you?" Hera hung her head. "No, I can't. He's beyond my control now. He's a powerful man who mentors the CEO of Baron Inc. himself. His talent… is exceptional. He's a genius. He's constantly surrounded by beautiful women. He doesn't need me anymore. He's not useless… He doesn't need me…" The more Hera spoke, the harder it was to hold back her tears. Mila could not believe it. Hera had always been proud and self-assured. What had happened to her?