Hero/Heroin Novels & Stories

"Isn't her name Mia Quinn" "Quinn? Which family is that. Don't tell .e this girl is from a lower class family. What wrong with the rich heirs this days, they always wanted to be a hero, going to the slum to pick a wife! Is this some kind if online novel, huh?" "Haven't you heard that the best mannered ladies are from the slums?" "Well mannered? Humph! More like gold diggers" "Well the Quinn's aren't from the slums. They are a average family and they are doing well"

In the hero league there were five categories to a hero. The Jornin. They were extremely good at crazy tech stuffs. Anything technology, coding, tracking even building it. Their code color was green. He had known from day one that would be his ranking. Then there were the Turds. They were the skilled ones. They could handle any kind of weapon known to mankind and they never missed their targets. They were also very good at stealth. Their code color wass blue. They also had the Wintex. Those that used special gadgets that have different super functions. They can omit sound waves, electricity, fire, you name it. In a way it's similar to superpowers. Their code color was purple.

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

"I think your last idea was good. You were just too soft to drug Sebastian at the time. So why not finish what you started? "What if we drug him for real? No one can fight their own instincts or basic urges once sex, money, and desire enter the picture. I'm sure he will remember the good times the two of you shared after he sleeps with you." He had said exactly what Hera wanted to hear. She took the small plastic bag of unknown powder and asked, "Is it harmless?" "Definitely. It has no smell or taste. You only need to make sure you don't lose control." The drug was odorless and tasteless. It dissolved quickly in water. It wouldn't make someone black out or forget themselves in lust. It would

Anything to distract me from the slow-motion car crash happening five feet away. Leaving the cabinet door open was super careless of Ricky. There was a tightly packed row of bottles there with bright orange labels. I didn’t need to read them to know it wasn’t aspirin. Hell, it wasn’t anything they’d be passing out in a legit hospital. That shelf was stocked with a new designer drug—heroin in a lab coat. The stuff that melted addicts from the inside out and left them looking like overcooked steak. It was illegal as a deadly sin, and twice as profitable.

She asks before slapping my bag out of my hand my books and medications scatter across the floor for everyone to see and I mind and body went numb. I quickly scrambled to pick them up before anyone could see them then I suddenly heard a voice that was way to familiar. "What the hell is going on here?" Hero's deep voice boomed through the hall startling everyone. But that didn't stop Amber from doing what she did next. She stomped on one of the bottles of pills making it pop open and they fly out scattering across the floor. "Hey what the hell is wrong with you?" Hero says grabbing amber by her arm and pulling her away from me, he than helps me off the ground.

Heros looked at me with a mixture of contempt and lust. “On your knees.” I obeyed, my legs weak. Noah stopped in front of me, unzipping his pants. Lohan grabbed my hair from behind. Zedekiah watched, twirling the knife between his fingers. Heros stood to the side, observing, his voice icy: “Suck. And don’t you dare stop until I say so.” While Noah filled my mouth, Heros leaned down and whispered against my ear: “You may look like her… but you’re ours. And I’m going to use you until I prove you’re nothing but that.”

Nicholas said still staring at me. I wrinkled my face at him. "Really?" "What?" "That's such a cheesy line and I've read it in too many romance novels to know what it means." | said and that seemed to have Nicholas interest because he sat up from the bed. "Oh yeah, what does it mean?” Nicholas asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at his piqued interest. "The hero says something like that to the heroine and she momentarily forgets herself. Before you know it, they are making sex memories."

As a child, Elena Carter witnessed the brutal murder of her father, a decorated detective, at the hands of men she believed to be part of the Mafia. That night, her world shattered, and she vowed to dedicate her life to avenging his death. Years later, she becomes a detective, determined to bring down the very criminal empire she holds responsible. Her mission leads her deep into the city’s underworld, where she goes undercover to get close to the ruthless and enigmatic Adrian Moretti, a powerful Mafia boss feared by many. Cold, calculated, and untouchable, Adrian is a man who trusts no one—but when he crosses paths with Elena, something shifts. She intrigues him. She challenges him. And,

A massive ice-blue dragon roared from my staff, surging into the sky. Absolute zero. All four enemies–frozen solid in place. "Now. Kill." My voice was calm. Cold. Matthew's ADC unleashed a storm of arrows from the backline, shredding their front line in seconds. Shadow emerged from the darkness like a phantom. A flash of steel–two strikes, and their unprotected carry was gone. Under Miracle Hands's perfectly timed shields, Cedric's swordsman descended like a war god. Blade flashing–cutting through the frozen, low-health enemies one after another.