Hero King Novels & Stories

Those who were mana-sensitive are known as adepts and had access to near-unlimited psionic abilities. Territories all over Hyperion are constantly being fought over in search of origins, ancient artifacts from a far superior race billions of years old; technology that harnessed primordial forces of the universe in ways that were beyond current understanding. Even dormant, origins were incredibly powerful and dangerous, the only ones who could activate and fully control origins were the individuals known as Regis.

"Shut up!" One of the men yelled as he slapped her hard on the cheek. He had tattoos all over his hands and was obviously the leader of his little thug clique. "Are you going to keep denying that you don't know where he is?!" Loki spat out blood weakly. She was totally disheveled, her body was already feeble and she was exhausted about life already. These hopeless thugs might as well just kill her since there was no way she could know where her stepbrother disappeared to since the last six months.

Impossible… Could it be… that he was… Lucius smiled as if he could hear what she thought. “I am the King of Lafazall, and the Alpha Wolf of this kingdom, my dear.” ***

Derek would have frozen on the spot but due to his powers, he was able to stay calm at the moment. "Your highness" he greeted crouching down to a knee. "My son Alpha Derek." she replied to him with might. She considers all werewolves as her children and has always been very kind and considerate. "To what pleasure do I owe this visit, moon goddess?" Derek asked, not daring to lock his eyes on hers. "The time has arrived for you to choose the next Alpha." she continued. "It's Draco is it?" Derek inquired. "Yes, he is not just any Alpha but an Alpha king." she added.

Hectic. This was the atmosphere at Prince Marvelon's home. Ah, the prince title no longer suited him. King Marvelon was his right name now. His power had grown tremendously overnight. Last night the royal summoning woke me from my slumber. No doubt, it did the same to all the other merfolks on land. King Marvelon, the King of Kings, ruler over land and ocean, ordered a census of merfolks residing on land. Young and old got the order. Even the location of where to collect the royal documents lingered at the forefront of my mind.

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Kiara said smiling, she lowered her gaze not looking at Madeline who gave her a warm welcoming smile, having been excited to see the mystery girl who had caught the eyes of the hybrid king, I was the high king of this realm, being part wolf and part vampire, everyone knew that I was stronger than any vampire, and any wolf there was and there ever will be, they respected that and treated me as so, not that they had any other option, anyone who did dare challenge me ended up with his head off his shoulders, his heart staked, or shoved out of his chest. “Princess, you’ve had a long evening, let me show you to your chamber” I said softly, putting my hand on the small of her back, the princess te

But, this wasn't the subject right now. “Do you know what is the difference between a naive fool and a hero of justice?" She clenched her fist, a fierce expression on her face. "It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.”

Mom knew all about my failed trip with Randell to Montville and how he had abandoned me all alone and helpless there, taking away all my money and leaving me penniless so I couldn't even find another hotel if I wanted to. She also knew that I was verbally harassed and probably nearly assaulted by an Uber driver there. On top of that, she was also aware that I would have been trapped in the Montville floods had I stayed there just a moment longer if I wasn't able to catch the flight to Merunica. Mom was best friends with Randell's mom, Hilary Jacobson, and she had also apologized profusely to Mom before for this incident, so Mom decided to just let it be for Hilary's sake.

Even my best friend does not spare me a glance when I try to ask her what is going on between her and Ryker. Yeah… I am not surprised at all. He has always treated me like this or even worse, but I expect him to be at least gentle tonight. I have helped him fulfill his dreams, so he is supposed to keep the promises he made earlier. Maybe—just maybe—he wants to be sure I succeeded before he changes. I follow behind them and step inside the room to see Ryker checking on his father. I peer forward to see the Great Alpha King slumped on the couch, blood dripping down his mouth onto his leather jacket.