Hero Inside Novels & Stories

He leaned forward and pulled me into his arms. He lifted my chin and forced me to look at him. "Who upset you?" I merely shook my head. A single tear fell at exactly the right moment. It landed on the back of his hand. It was warm. His gaze darkened, and he held me even tighter. "Alright. Don't cry." His rare gentle tone only sent a chill down my spine. "Kayla is coming tomorrow." Kayla Larson was his treasured first love. The next day, Kayla arrived right on time.

In one quick move, Dustin flickered his fingers, and Hero was sent slamming against the rumble. “Hero!” they yelled in unison. Hero groaned as he fell to the ground, the blood he coughed splattered on the debris beneath him. Merrick hurried to his side helping him to his feet. Now they know, this man is no ordinary human. Ophelia had no idea how far his powers went, she hesitated. “Now, as we were saying,” Dustin started, clearing his throat, and turned sideways to Bernard and Valarie. “Does he know the truth?” “The truth of his birth?”

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

News really have its way to fly and spread like a wildfire. Hero suddenly shifted his grip on my wrist to a wrap on my shoulder, pulling me closer to his chest. Dazed of how he protects Alyana, I looked up at him, his gaze pasted to everyone was so plain, I can't even read any emotion on them. "They are asshole---" "Shhh, they're here" Hero gave them a threatening look which, in an instant, suppressed the talking. Notice that shift of attitude? Fantastic! Note the sarcasm, please.

A jog would probably do the same thing. I pull on my running shoes and a sports bra before heading out with my headphones on. The fist song on is Hero by Chad Kroeger. ‘A hero could save us, I’m not gonna stand here and wait’. Am I hero as a warrior? A general? Is it heroic to lead people into battle? Is it heroic to lead people to their death? People with families that depend on them, love them. But in doing so, saving so many innocent lives? I never thought wanting to protect my people could be such a moral dilemma.

she responded in a shaky tone. Hector glared at her, his voice sharp as a blade. “This marriage has been a mistake from the start. You’re ruining what could have been a perfect relationship by holding on to River.” Brooke’s head snapped up, stunned by his words. “What?” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. “Harper and River are made for each other”, he continued, his tone filled with conviction. “It was always meant to be them. And you, Brooke, now that my daughter is back, please do not stand in the way of their love story.”

No, she's not a woman. It's the the fucking biker girl! She raised her head and our eyes locked. I thought she was going to stop her acting but nope, she didn't. Her cries got louder and louder. "... someone help, he's going to kick me out I know it. He had wanted it to be a secret because clearly, I'm a disgrace to him. An embarrassment. He hates me and my baby! I beg of you, don't hurt my baby."

David bowed down getting scared as he gulped his saliva and left the room. Damon sighed and got back to his work. He had black hairs and a perfect body with six abs and muscular chest. He was young with an extraordinaraly streamlined jawline. He was fair and his arms always showcase his nerves. he was charming and wherever he went, girls were always willing to spread legs for him.

I looked down to his hand and looked up again to meet his eyes with my knitted eyebrows. "It's unnecessary." I said. "C'mon, I just want to change your first impression of me." "You know, you're right because I thought you had autism but I realized you're just stupid, I'm Hera Areios and please stop being a pervert." I mocked and reached for his hand and we did a handshake, but the moment our hands touched, I felt a thousand volts of electrifying sensation that creeped up to my whole being, which caused me to release his hand immediately. I don't know if he felt it too but the way his rounded eyes widened, I know he felt it too but he hid it with a cough.

One of the men informed my father. In just a few minutes he reached this place and kneeled down to hug me. “What are you doing here, my son?” He asked, looking at me while caressing my back. “I understood everything, dad.” I spoke. “She is our enemy’s daughter, right?” I said. He nodded instantly. “I let her fall down from here, dad. You don’t have to worry about her.” I assured him and he smiled after hugging me tightly. “You proved to everyone that you’re my son.”