Hero Eri Novels & Stories

Kaiyahv said gently, slowly straightening herself. I put my hand on my head as if it hurt. I tried to process the information I got. These revelations were unbelievable. And because these were indeed memories, there was no denying that what I learned and uncovered were all true. Nonetheless, I won’t know how to react and what to do with all of it. “Xerra, just give us your order,” Kalith’s handgun was close to Harrupero’s back. If he was going to use his weapon, the Furezo’s heart won’t be missed.

" I immediately hugged Erika's body, for some reason Erika's words really touched me. That's very sad. They are figures that I could never imagine, how could a woman be so strong and not afraid of death like this? In fact, according to Erika, it seems like she really isn't afraid that she will be destroyed in a war and Erika even thinks that this is the thing that Erika has been waiting for the most. “Thank you very much, Erika. Once again, thank you so much. You have given me a lot of experience which is very meaningful and you have shown me how a human wolf and also a pure-blooded queen blessed by god should behave. So I promise you that everything will really get better and I will prove t

sia started but Erica cut her off, "Maybe if I share something with you... I'm sure you will understand Emiliano...everyone tends to have secrets at some point...some secrets destroy everything when they are out and some don't"she started and sia saw the happy Erica she always saw smiling, her smile disappeared and sia saw some sadness in her eyes "First things first I'm Erin, not Erica...you see how funny the world is…"she said with a chuckle and sia wasn't following "Erin?"

The thing was technically an experimental weapon, and was prone to shredding opponents with devastating ease. Eris herself was a woman in her 40s. Her hair was a wild red, but had a grey streak going through it. She was tall, strong, and taut. In one hand was a ripe green apple, and in the other was the dagger she was slicing it with. She ate a slice just as the shadow came up beside her. She quickly smiled at his presence. “Templar Valos!” she said jovially. “What brings you to the bridge today? I hope you’ve some wonderful news to share.”

I heard Erin say as she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and leaned on the locker next to me with her arms crossed. Erin is my friend, and she was not just any woman but a beautiful and radiant transwoman whose captivating charm surpassed even that of the famous Jessica Cross. Erin possessed a grace that mesmerized those around her and a femininity that was truly awe-inspiring. With her luscious brunette hair flowing smoothly down her back and her enchanting gray eyes that shimmered like moonlit skies, she effortlessly captivated the hearts of all who set their gaze upon her. Erin hailed from a proud Latin heritage, with roots that added an extra touch of exotic enchantment to her already ca

I feel my face flush with embarassment instantly at her gesture. We get to the table in the back, the three men stand close by but not too close "What is your name please", his voice is smoother than cream cheese on a bagel "Annette Valentine" I respond, trying not to get lost his eyes, he smiles at hearing my name, "oh that smile is to die for" Meda purrs, "Annette Valentine" he repeats, "Allow me to introduce myself, My name is Kantrell Torri, I am the Lycan King of the Eastern Terriotry." The shock from his words wont let me move, I can't even speak in this moment, did he say what I think he just said? THE LYCAN KING?!

Uriel hummed inquisitively, signalling his interest. "It's the highest uninterrupted waterfall, nearly reaching a thousand metres - mad, right? That's like, way over five hundred yous stacked on top of each other," Erin rambled, whilst Uriel stared fondly, with an unfamiliar emotion twinkling in his eyes. Erin was an eternal pearl of knowledge and comfort. He had gotten so lucky, he almost didn't regret meeting him the way he did. After all, that would've changed their course of history, and he doesn't want a single thing different from now.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed with good because I was already used to it, her fan crazy antics . . . We'd been driving for a while, when we stopped to pick Jodie up. Jodie was another friend. She was Caribbean, in face, body and spirit. She has skin like freshly roasted groundnuts, her eyes were honey brown and her hair was black with a few streaks of blonde in it. Her body was the full Caribbean dream; soft, luscious curves. My friends are beauties really, and I'm the plain Jane. Jodie had on mom jeans with a baby pink crop top and Nike's on her feet. She walked up to and then into the car elegantly, in her usual manner, but not before she leaned into my window to give me a peck and said.

As Cain let out a snarl of pain, sent rolling across the earth from the force of the hit, Dain’s head snapped towards the young dragon. I watched with growing panic, debating on flinging myself into the fight, as the mother dragon sent a blast of flame towards Erebos. He danced out of the way, but his quiver had been hit. Half of it melted from his back, flame eating away the edges as it crept closer and closer to flesh. Erebos snarled and tore the quiver from his back, snatching up the arrows that hadn’t been destroyed. She breathed an arc of flame towards Erebos and Helios, keeping them at a distance while her other young battled with Apollo.

"It's not been up to twenty four hours. I remember you." The blonde huffed. "Hey, I'm Charlie. Sana's best friend and chief bridesmaid." "Hey. Nice to meet you, I'm London." It took Sana's confused blink to realize my mistake. Fuck fuck fuck. In my defense, it was way too early to continue with my alternate personality. I immediately burst into laughter. "Oh my God, I'm kidding. You should have seen your face." I laughed. Sana gave a relieved smile. "I was so confused."