Hero Inside Novels & Stories

Alaric stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed. His gaze swept over every pair of fighters with cold precision. When he wasn't speaking, his entire presence radiated the kind of Alpha dominance that made everyone tense on instinct. This was Alaric. The hero of the entire werewolf world. The legendary Alpha who'd risen to godlike status in the Vampire War. Every pack revered him. Every enemy retreated at the sound of his name. But my second look landed on his arm. Alaric wore a long-sleeved training shirt. When he raised his right hand to adjust a warrior's stance, his sleeve shifted slightly, revealing a small patch of skin on the inside of his forearm.

"Charlie promised you the world. He said he’d love you, spoil you, and protect you. Now he’s bullying you with another woman? He won’t get away with this." Pain twisted in my chest. My face turned pale, but I couldn’t bring myself to say a word. I was an orphan. Charlie had been my whole world for five years. At twenty-three, I chose him. He promised we’d be together forever; only death would part us. At twenty-five, he stayed by my side for eight hours outside the operating room, waiting for me to be out of danger. At twenty-eight, he held up a diamond ring and declared publicly that I was the most important person in his life—irreplaceable.

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,

He looks at Maria. "Yes," Ciro says instantly. "Why?" "Because Superman has rules," Ciro says. "I don't." The answer is simple. Brutal. Honest. He isn't a hero. Heroes have codes. Heroes have lines they won't cross. Ciro is a shield. And a shield breaks whatever hits it. Maria nods, satisfied with the logic. "Okay," she says. "Can I have my bag?" Ciro hands her the pink backpack. He stands up. He watches her walk through the gates. He watches her greet the teacher. He watches her disappear into the building.

He blurts out his full name, trying to cover up his embarrassment… “Bien Akihiro Agpalza, Ma’am… You can call me Hero for short… And I’m sorry for the very inappropriate greeting a minute ago.” “Well, thank you for the apology, Hero but no, I can’t teach the class while sitting next to you so I’ll have to turn your invitation down. Sorry, no hard feelings.” Hero hears the class' laughter but is too engrossed with the female teacher to care. Wait, that’s supposed to be my line! Damn, what a woman! He would be sheepishly apologizing to her again after class and he will never forget her answer…

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.

After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the policemen who helped me and quickly switched to a different hotel after that. It was only then that my tension finally eased up. I felt my pounding heart slowly calm down after stepping into my new hotel room. A short while later, however, I received a notification on my phone. Randell and Evelyn had made it official and gone public about it. They posted a photo of their hands tightly holding each other under the street lamp, and the accompanying caption said, "You're my hero." I was just about to block Evelyn on all my social media too when she suddenly privately messaged me and said, "Cassidy, you've probably already seen my post

he asked as he beat his chest smugly. "I am a bonafide hero in the making. A firm soldier for Christ and Hero league." Luke bragged on, prancing on the short space alloted to his Squad. "Not to mention my popularity with the ladies," he said as he came to a stop, waved his ash-blonde hair and threw a wink at a nearby girl from another squad. She rolled her eyes and quickly looked away. ~~~ Kevin took an empty sit two spaces near Aiden. "Aiden," he said coolly.

The day the new Pack House was finished, my mother, Aria, the Luna, announced the room assignments. Every space in the three-story mansion was claimed. The top floor was the Alpha and Luna’s suite. The room next to it—the biggest, the most beautiful, with moonstones embedded in the walls to soothe a wolf’s soul—was for Chloe. Chloe’s father died ten years ago in the Blood Moon War. He sacrificed himself to save my brother, Jasper. After that, my family adopted her. The whole pack treated her like a hero’s orphan, protecting her at all costs. I traced the blueprints with my finger. Room by room. My name wasn't there. I asked my mother. She paused, then spoke in that gentle, matter-of-fact ton

My mate, David, was hailed as the most generous wolf in our pack. He donated his entire ten-thousand-dollar monthly salary to the wolf orphanage. He didn't keep a single cent for himself. The heavy mortgage, his parents' expensive herbal medicines, and the pack academy tuition all fell squarely on my shoulders. I had to pay for everything using my salary as an emergency room doctor. I worked several forty-eight-hour night shifts in a row at the pack hospital. My inner wolf was utterly exhausted, but my salary was never enough to cover our expenses. Having no other choice, I tried to talk to David. "When you get paid next time, could you leave just a little bit of money for us?" To my su