Hero Fantasy Novels & Stories

Many never made it to hunter rank, some joined private security for the rich and others when back to being ordinary civilians. The life of a Hunter is not for everyone, but most still join recruits to give it a try. Hunters are very much admired and respected by others. And let us not forget, very well paid. Hydra are tricky to deal with. They have multiple heads, each capable of creating fire. Fire warm enough to melt any ordinary steel. If you are fast enough you can cut down the hydra before they burn you. But if your not fast then you need the numbers, each hunter fights their own head insuring that another hunter is not hit from the side by one of the other heads.

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

flashback Kayla made it to this handsome stranger and his dog before I did, but he thankfully held on to her before she could touch the animal. “Woah, princess, you don't just touch any dog like that, okay? It can hurt you.” He explained, tone gentle. “But I wanna touch it.” Kayla pressed stubbornly, her mouth taking on that cute pout most people found hard to say no to.

The caption, glowing in bold, gold letters against the blue backdrop, read: THE GHOST RETURNS: CHAMPIONSHIP RUN 2026. He was more handsome than the boy I had known,his jawline sharp, his presence more commanding even through a digital screen. He was famous. He was rich. He was the bad boy of the league, the enforcer everyone was obsessed with, and the man I had spent five years trying to forget. "We'll make it work, Valeria. I promise."

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

she laughed as she walked towards the door and opened it. She gaped at him for a moment, Noor didn’t expect to see a handsome young man who wore a sky blue kaftan, an apple watch that is worth her school fees for at least four years, black loafers, and Cartier sunglasses "Afraah if you’re ready let’s go," he said in a deep calm tone that almost melted Noor’s heart

Though Moria have blue shades and Alyah has different shades of white they always see themselves as goddesses who are akin in many ways. “I would like to ask you for advice,” Moria carefully asked. After all, she knew this was still a sensitive topic for goddess Alyah. “The only thing I could say is, nurture your hero to be as strong as possible, strengthen his heart, mind, and soul. The rest would be up to fate. We could really not do anything about it.” The last of her statement was filled with painful regret. In a second the melancholic expression was gone from goddess Alyah’s face and was replaced with her gentle smile.

System: “Blue Elf leaves the team.” I went to save the Sword Master. He was called Hero. After expelling the Boss, I saved everyone. Hero: “Is there something wrong with Desert? When other people were retreating, she said that she could provide HP. Now she complained that other people’s equipment was bad. Stupid.” Lucifer: “Do we continue?” Hero: “Can you call some other people?” Rican Love Ailina: “We three can do it.” Hero: “Can you win?”

I saw a dark wolf jump toward me and I immediately stabbed the sword in his stomach before he finally grabbed me and it turned to ashes. I saw a dark witch approaching me. She was riding on the flying broom. You know those ugly witches riding on the flying broom in the movies. That's how the dark witch is but the white witches are beautiful and look young. She throws potions, which I immediately avoid and there is an explosion in the areas where the potions she throws landed. I immediately teleported to the back and stabbed her before she could face me. I saw a bunch of dark vampires coming toward me. They quickly surrounded me. I immediately threw my sword at them. My sword rotated like a