Hero/Heroin Novels & Stories

"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

“Is that you have been ditching me? You could have just introduced me to her.” “I know,” Noah sighed, scratching the back of his head. “My bad.” “Anyway,” he continued. “This Ophelia. Ophelia this is my friend Hero.” “Nice to meet you, Ophelia,” Hero said with a smile, if there was ever a grudge against his friend, it was no longer there. “Are you from the pack? I’ve never seen you before?”

As my body grew colder and colder, Monica's cruel curses faded along with my breath. When I opened my eyes again, every memory from my death rushed back into my mind. Monica, the person I had once treated like family but had ended up killing me, was sitting right in front of me. I had been reborn. And just like in my previous life, once Monica's mother, Lorelei Newman, found out that she had secretly been dating a guy from a modest background, she immediately set up a blind date out of anger. Monica was beautiful, and she had become a model after graduating from the arts academy.

Get over yourself, girl. “Wait a minute.” Santiago got to his feet slowly, his right hand still cradling his glass of whiskey as he faced his unexpected visitor fully. Her features were similar to those of many of the young women he’d been with; long, dark brown hair, an arched nose, a sculpted face, smooth, tanned skin, average height, and a petite body shape… all crowned with an overall stunning beauty.

Even if I don't do anything to them, they will still be annoyed with me or maybe even angry, so I will do it completely! Dana: Online but don't even know how to reply? Are you feeling famous Nicole? Ann: They say flirty people take a long time to die? Now I know that's true, long live sis! Erika: Hey Nicole! Teach me how to be flirty! They're really grouping their self to make me upset? Or to make me down? They are a squad. GJD squad for short for gossip, judgmental and disgusting. I clicked on Dana's message to reply.

Her golden locks only need a hand to comb through to bring it back to perfection. Apart from that, every other thing is in place but if it had not been, she'd still look perfect and remain the most beautiful woman in the club. He brought his phone out and snapped her. "Hey. What's that?" "Just something to remind you of how much you screwed up when you get sober." "I didn't screw anything. You did." Her voice was so low and hoarse that he barely heard her. "I didn't mean to." She turned to the bartender. " Je pense que je partirais d'un moment à l'autre à partir de maintenant. Je veux que tu aies mon numéro. Ça va, monsieur ?

"Kill her!" "No, no please, Alex. You have to listen to me. I.. " "Kill her! " Alex yelled angrily and left the dungeon with a blank expression on his face. "Alex, please I'm sorry. Please! " The young girl cried, tears falling from her eyes but that didn't make Alex stop. He kept walking away from the dungeon still her voice became distant.

She snarled at him. In a mild way it was true. Suzanne O'Izzy was just an average kid, a clumsy kinda girl with big dreams. She wants to be the hero everyone looks up to so badly. Luckily in her country, Herotapolis, there was an organization, Hero League, that could make her dream come true but first she and the others who are vying to be heroes have to go through a test known as the Thriox which consists of three tests. Oral, written and field.

(sent) Wanna meet? (erased) Can we meet so I can ask for the lecture notes… (erased) Are you going home straight from class cause… (erased) Damn it, Hero! What is wrong with you? Don’t lose your shit just because you saw her luscious titties, alright! What you do at the Resort stays at the Resort! Hero suddenly shoves from his mind the memory of a lovely half-naked amazon whipping him relentlessly. Good thing too because his semi-hard on has already started stretching his jeans again.

The liquid within it had a distinct purple hue, which I instantly recognized—it was Herosia. Herosia was a poison capable of killing a wolf within mere seconds. What puzzled me was its source; the plant from which Herosia was derived didn’t grow in these parts. It was an exceedingly rare plant, and the poison itself was even scarcer. How on earth had they managed to obtain it? “I inject you..” he made a stabbing motion with the injection, “And boom! You’re dead in seconds. Easy, painless, and quick. Not many get this opportunity.” He grinned as if he was selling me a product.