Hero I Quit A Long Time Ago Novels & Stories

I was somewhat taken aback, being unaccustomed to his sudden offer to give me what I had longed for in my previous life. But then I thought about it again. Stefano had always been like this—someone who spoke harshly but was soft-hearted. I could still vividly remember the three times he had saved me in my past life. I was 18 years old then. After being targeted by kidnappers, I was dragged to an abandoned factory. Stefano came alone to save me. He was struck in his left ear, rendering him partially deaf. To this day, he still wasn't able to hear in that ear.

] As soon as she said that, Chloe sent a voice message, her voice full of grief and anger, "Professor, you like me. You've harassed me for so long, and I'm finally willing to give you a chance. What else can you possibly be unhappy about?" I sneered as I replied: [I love my wife very much. I'm not blind to fall for someone like you!] After a long while, Chloe stopped messaging the group chat. I let out a sigh of relief, but the weight in my chest still remained. Everything had only just begun. Eventually, a volunteer donated enough blood to Chloe. Once she was out of danger, the first thing she did was call me. "You've lost your chance now, Liam Connor. It's too late to regret it."

50 years ago, a 29-year-old man worked under total anonymity to construct a shield in the sky for this country. 50 years later, he fell because of a petty farce. But the country he protected swept away the filth with the swiftest justice possible.

The one line on it read, "Thank you for participating." Beneath the card was a sheet of paper. It was a letter I had written to him. The handwriting was steady—so steady that there wasn't the slightest trace of anger or resentment. "Hunter, it's been nine years. I always believed that if I were a little more understanding, a little more generous, and cared a little less… one day, you'd finally see me. "Later, I realized that when I'm not the one who was chosen, no matter how hard I try, all I'll ever get is a participation prize. So, I'm withdrawing from this wedding.

Destiny can sometimes be cruel. Very cruel. “Another one.” The guy infront me sighed as he rubbed the counter with the cloth. “Are you sure?” Nodding, I slid the glass towards him. “Stronger this time.” Shaking his head, he replied, “I’m afraid not. You’ve already drank twenty-two shots in a row.” Rubbing my temple, I looked at him in disbelief, “can't a human drink away their sorrows?” “You’re underage.”

' He rolled his eyes to the back of his head with my comment which had no longer irritated him like it used to. 'What is it I hear of that you’re going to America on a new turf to build a hotel?' 'Yeah, well maybe because my company is expanding.' I said in a duh tone. 'Don't use that tone on me' he snapped. 'I'm sorry your royal majesty.' I announced while bowing down. 'It's that sort of attitude that will get you killed on his turf.' 'Whose turf?' I questioned. “Jax Martinez,” he said.

"Maybe I'm just pathetic. Took me this long to realize I fell for you a long time ago. My injury's worse now. Even if I get out, I'll be crippled. And... I don't want to leave. This game is your life's work. Dying here... I'm okay with that." He paused. "Serena, keep going. When this game launches one day, you'll have my blessing. Just keep moving forward. Don't... look back." I didn't turn around. A tear slipped down my cheek. It took everything with it—my obsession, my love, my hate for Nolan. I stepped out of the game. The animals followed. A crack split the sky. Birds shot up, wings pounding. The huge beasts and the rest poured out through another opening.

Leene clapped my shoulder and said, "That sorry excuse of a man only remembers how good you are after losing you! Let me arrange a bodyguard for you. It will be bad if he kidnaps you back instead." I gave Leene a look and then looked at her younger brother, standing at 6 feet 3 inches, towering in front of me. Leon Smith said confidently, "Don't worry, Ellena. I've learned some mixed martial arts. You can count on me!" I looked at my new bodyguard and wasn't sure if I should laugh or be upset about it. "I don't think it'll come to that, since we live in a civilized society after all…" Leene waved her hand and left her brother in my care.

"It's disarmed." "Are you sure?" Adrian asked. "Positive, you can let go now." Adrian carefully set the detonator down on a table and then his legs gave out and he sat down hard on the floor. I ran to him. Well, I tried to run but my legs were still weak so it was more like stumbling, and I dropped down beside him and threw my arms around him. "It's over," I said into his shoulder. "It's really over." He wrapped his arms around me so tight I could barely breathe and I felt him shaking against me.

He just wanted for this pain and nightmare to end already. Naraja: *sigh* “Just get it over with you bastard.” ???: “Hohoo, with pleasure~, but this won’t be the last time just to let y’a know.” Naraja: “Yeah.. I already know.” ???: “Love y’a~.” Naraja: “F*ck off.”