Novel & Cerita Hero Academia Fanfiction

“She was talking about her party tonight, and that she wants me to come. Her name is Chloe by the way, and apparently, we spoke on the night of the game.” “So…are you going?” “Nope.” I shook my head, causing Connor to groan in anger. “Careful, or you might let out a growl.” I shoved him as we laughed. Being Alpha heir of the Nightfang Pack wasn’t exactly conducive to “blending in”, but I wasn’t here for friends or parties. College was supposed to be neutral ground. A place to finish my degree, keep my head low, and wait for the inevitable day my father stepped down.

The two admission officers from Cloudtop Academy were stunned when they saw this scene. Derick smirked and snorted at Lucas, "Are you trying to be a hero? Joanna is being accused of having joined forces with a Dark Race." Derick and Luna had never expected such an outcome whereby Lucas would still want to be a hero. However, one required tremendous ability if they were to be a hero. After all, they were going to have to face the entire Cloudtop Academy. Lucas remained calm as he let out a faint smile. Then, while the entire crowd from Confluence College was still in a daze, Lucas activated his Hundred Heavenly Steps and got up to the stage in a split second.

“Think about it. She disappears for eight years, comes back engaged to some human, then suddenly she’s Head Warrior? And now she’s his mate? Co-leader of the relic? Come on. She’s using him and he’s letting her because she spreads her legs for him.” The others muttered in agreement. A younger warrior named Jace frowned. “But she did fight in Midnight Bloom. Brought the Alpha back.” I snorted. “Convenient, isn’t it? She gets captured, plays the victim, and suddenly she’s a hero. Meanwhile, real warriors like us get passed over. If she wasn’t sleeping with the Alpha, she’d still be nothing.” Garrick nodded slowly. “What do we do about it?”

He glanced at my bloody hand, then back at my face. “The stone was old, Magister,” Kaka said. His voice was quiet and low, but everyone in the silent yard heard him clearly. “It has been used for three generations. It broke because it was worn out, not because some weak Tier One girl has special power.” When he said the word *error*, I caught a tiny, quick twitch in Kaka’s jaw. He was lying. He didn’t believe his own words, but he needed the crowd to buy it. Maybe he wasn’t trying to save me at all. Maybe he just wanted to stop the whole academy from panicking. Or maybe he wanted a reason to find out what I could really do. Either way, his lie gave me an opening.

Simon hit me hard enough that my head slammed against the school locker. I immediately stood up and walked quickly to the small mirror near the closet. And my breath was instantly caught. The scar is gone. My skin is clean. No scars. No bruises. No pain whatsoever. "What..." I stared at my own reflection for a few seconds. How is that possible? Usually, wounds like that take a few days to heal. I opened my shirt collar a bit and looked at the shoulder that had also hurt yesterday. However, it was clean. My chest started to feel uncomfortable. I slowly stepped back from in front of the mirror. "Maybe I'm just tired..." But even I don't believe my own excuse because this is clearly not normal.

For a man who faints at the first sight of his white-lotus first love, and a heroine who weaponizes her own tears like a loaded shotgun. I open my eyes, looking at the pair of them through a completely clear, icy lens. The delusion is dead. It didn’t just die; it rotted and fell away. I desperately, honestly hope that Hades—the ruthless, terrifying Alpha King from the novel—isn’t as mind-numbingly infuriating as these two absolute goddamn idiots. If the ruler of the empire is this stupid, the whole kingdom deserves to burn. “Wow,” a gravelly whisper vibrates right against my shoulder blade.

I command you as your Alpha! The full force of his Alpha command crashed against my will, trying to break me. But I merely smiled. My years of love and loyalty had been met with betrayal and desecration. And now he thought he could control me with his power? Your Beta warrior needs healing, doesn't she? You should go take care of her. Remember to find her a good healer. Oh, that's right, I sent back, my thoughts dripping with venom. And I'm the best healer on the continent. Good luck finding another. Goodbye, Wyatt.

I even made him fucking captain of the team, but that just pissed him off more. I sighed. Tomorrow was a heavy practice day. I couldn't focus on Dylan as much as I wanted to. I had Seraphina, the brightest girl I had ever seen, to look after. I already knew she would be the only chance Blackwood University had at winning the League of Legends National championship coming up. We had barely a month to practice, but I could tell she was already ready for it.

I grab the book off the shelf and drop to the floor, right there in the aisle. My fingers tremble as I flip to the end. I already know what happens, but I can’t stop myself. Luke Thorne, the immortal hockey star. The one man who ever loved like he meant it. And the heroine fails him. I stare at the final panel, my tears dripping onto the page. “She let him die,” I whisper. My throat closes. “She let him die alone.” I press the book to my chest and sob, rocking back and forth like a child.

He took a deep breath, then continued, "But the Goddess found out and cursed me for it. Or maybe it was just the backlash of the black magic from the spell. Either way, no mate bond snaps for me. Ever. My betrothal to Morwen was simply politics, nothing sacred. She left when she saw the truth... when no pull bound us... when she realized I was broken. But by the time she got back to her pack, her brother had claimed the throne and had a shiny new bride as Luna. She had no place there. So she returned to Shadowfang... to me... as compensation." His voice cracked on the last word, raw and unguarded. The fearless alpha, stripped bare. It hit me then – Draven, flirty and fun on the surface, carr