Hereos Chronicles の小説・ストーリー

she cried again, entangling her fingers in his dark hair and pulling his head back and away from her when her verbal protest had no effect on those questing, arousing lips. "No," she said again firmly, and she looked up appealingly into the unfocused darkness of his eyes. Eyes as wild, dark, and dangerous as those of the lethal predator she had initially thought him to be! The very air between them seemed to crackle with tension, and Chloe could only wait tensely to see if her pleas would have any effect. Because if they didn't then she knew she was seriously in danger, crushed as she was in Timothy's arms, every hard muscle and sinew of his body imprinted upon her own. There was no way, abs

Then we'll have a chance to find his weakness. 'What might his weakness be?' 'Money,' Lily answered immediately. 'All his money!' Caleb added calmly, 'Not just money. His empire. He has a secret offshore trust fund. That is the real core of his business empire. What we need is control of that fund.' I gasped. What kind of children were these two? 'Mommy, just do as we say,' Caleb comforted me. "First of all, you need a new phone that cannot be tracked.'

Only Orion sat paralyzed on the ground, staring up at me like a broken man, muttering: "The daughter of Zeus... How is that possible...?" I turned to leave without a word, but Orion fought past the royal guards, crawling pathetically across the floor to block my path: "You're the heir to Zeus! Why didn't you ever tell me?!" His voice was a twisted mix of betrayal and manic joy: "No wonder I couldn't find you... This is amazing! We can finally be together now!" "Nobody will ever stand in our way again! Thalia, you're more than worthy to be my Queen now!"

Common Heroes’ [A thin man but can easily see what was hidden inside the dust that most ordinary even heroes can’t do and can easily see people 1000km/l away from him with his eagle eyes] Name: Lotus Lekai Age: 26 years old Identity: Hero HC7 Additional Identity: Homeroom Teacher Ability: Control [Lotus Plant] Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Common Heroes’ [A woman in her twenties and a strict Teacher. You need to listen very well to her lectures if you don’t want to notice a lotus vine climbing up inside your body] Name: Earl Ople Age: 11 years old Identity: Hero HC10 Additional Identity: V.I.P student at Blessed Academy Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroe

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.

Forever and Always, Your Humble Author, Astylynn

they turned to look at the speaker. "What?" Ash asked. "Go to the Mt. Hercules and find Veron. She's the one who can help you. She will give you what you wanted to know" said headmistress Rei. "Mt. Hercules? It's so dangerous there! And Veron? As far as I can remember she's the Queen of dark nymphs so it's impossible that she'll help us. She might be the one who will end us for entering her territory," Chloe said in shocked.

" The two of them were busy plotting against the two love birds and in the meantime, Heron was busy fighting for his life. He wanted to run from this merciless jinn Ravana who wanted nothing else but Heron's dead body because he had proved to be a threat to his plans. Running as fast as he could, Heron didn't realize that it had started raining. It was raining on him but fortunately, he saw the dim lights nearby and his mind quickly told him that he was somewhere close to the city so he quickly screamed out and luckily for him, some men came to his rescue in time before Ravana could do anything harmful to him. "Who are you. We don't know you Sir. We've never seen you in this city."the men as

"I followed you from the mansion, I knew you were going to do something about the funeral shooting and I knew you were walking Into trouble. I hid in the cafe beside the bar and followed you with DARK." "What the hell is DARK? I asked. "It's one of the drones I built. That was why I could get to you in time when you got shot. And that was how I got a clear photo of the shooter." "You did what?" I exclaimed. "Yeah, I got his photo and ran him through facial recognition. He's a guy named James Nwosu, private military contractor, working for N.O.V.A." "Why the hell are you just telling me all these now, Micheal?" I asked angrily.

The chief Keeper starts to walk in circles as she analyzes me. “You are pretty, I have to admit that, but I do not think that is going to be enough for him,” she comments. I hold my breath, wondering what she means. Enough for who? “He is a hero, you know?” The Keeper continues nonchalantly. “One of the greatest commanders Estermond has ever seen. You do not deserve him, girl.” What is she talking about? “I am afraid I am not following you, Keeper Winter,” I venture to admit.