Hero Connect Novels & Stories

The hero league permitted only that the two basic colors; black and the color code of the category you belonged to, must appear. This rule was only for those starting off in Superhero High; the newbies. Kind of like a uniform code or something. His had fitted him to give range to flexibility. The main color black and the only significant green on him was his tool like belt. He had on computerized lenses to make his sight more complex and see other stuffs connected to his computer too. His head phone was on but it was not just ordinary. He had designed them to hear conversations within a thirty-two mile radius when programmed.

Jes spoke out totally changing the topic. Amara, Rose and Troy were returning from the cafeteria after having lunch when suddenly Troy's phone rang. Both of the girls looked at him as he talked with the other person After a while he hanged up said byee in a hurry and left. When Amara and Rose tried to ask what happened he replied "Something urgent came up I have to go sorry guys" And he left. Amara and Rose were shocked but began to walk towards their locker. As Amara opened the locker a Yellow rose dropped on the floor with a small note.

It was instant as we both gasped, the moment our symbols touched something electrical zapped through both of us, “I can feel Gaia,” He groaned and I knew what that meant, he was busy healing. Except he wasn’t the only one feeling the full mass of the Gaia symbol, this was different than before, it was stronger, way-way stronger. And I held on for dear life as I gritted my teeth, the sheer volume of what we were feeling sent a magnitude so forceful through us both which connected us to something beyond us, beyond and far into a place we didn’t know.

I slowly unsheathed my sword, trying not to make a sound, and signaled Kelvin to continue talking. "Please don't harm her," Gold mumbled. "Please don't touch her," Kelvin added. Before Beelzebub could react, I plunged my sword into his chest, missing the target. He didn't appear hurt or shocked; instead, he smiled, which quickly turned into a frown.

"That means everything to me." The conversation continued for some time, with Mr. and Mrs. Huxley offering their support and sympathy to Larisa. Though the news was difficult to hear, their kindness and compassion made a huge difference in her healing process. **** Marcellus got up from the bed and held his head, feeling a slight headache from the heavy drink mix he had the previous night, even though he wasn't drunk. He made a Facetime call with Charles and Alex, asking them how they were faring after their heavy drinking session. Alex struggled to open his eyes properly, while Marcellus and Charles laughed at him for being a weak drinker.

It was really confusing her. Helios smirked. "It's not magic, honey. Well, sort of, because after I bit you, I just have to lick the wound and then the mark will be gone. Simple as that," he said like he was lecturing her and giving her the most interesting ideas. "B-But my neck hurts a bit," she said and pouted like a kid. "Sorry. Tell me where it hurts, I'll kiss it," he playfully said like he's teasing her.

Camelia's face immediately grew hot and her breathing a little rushed, but just as she was about to pounce on Sol. Someone interrupted their moment. Camelia sighed in defeat while inwardly cursing Chloe for her bad timing as her eyes and hair changed to a black color. The large door grimaced a little as Chloe pushed it. This time too, she was wearing blue armor and a long skirt. On her hips was her sword, and in her hands was a crystal ball. The moment he saw the ball, Sol's Heartbeat immediately sped up. This device would show his capacity. Each human had a certain amount of capacity and said capacity allowed them to make more contracts of greater qualities.

“What really happened that day, Dad? The calm after you caught her. The way you changed. I found things. Notes. Receipts. Tell me the truth.” Mark’s eyes held that old calm, but for the first time a flicker of something darker crossed his face. “I protected our family. That’s all you need to know.” The Harringtons felt the ripple. Their son Connor found an old photo of me hidden behind a loose baseboard while playing. He brought it to his mother, who recognized the resemblance to Lily from the previous owner’s visit. Rachel called Lily again, voice trembling. “We need to talk. About your mother.”

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.'

he laid on it and closed his eyes . “why do you try ? a man , strong vibrant and wild the sun God. asked the woman standing by his side looking down at the puddle of water . looking at another story unfold. this time she had weaved a different timeline, a different destiny. desperate to unite the descendants of her two sons