Hero On A Mission Novels & Stories

Jake's POV- I stop breathing when I look into her terrified eyes as recognition flashes through them. Her scream fills the room and my bad boy front completely crumbles to the ground. My hands releases my gun and it shatters to the ground, bouncing before it eventually lies still. "Boss, are you alright?" I vaguely hear the unstable voices of my team around me, their eyes widening in confusion as they stand there, unsure of what to do. My eyes never leave hers and she reaches up, tears spilling down her cheeks.

Hero said coldly, raising his hand to strike. "No! Mr. Weber, don't kill me! I know another secret about Kaplan!" The man's voice trembled with fear. "Oh?" Hero paused. "I know Kaplan is secretly training a martial arts legend and preparing to build his own faction! I can help the Webers eliminate this threat," the man pleaded, grasping at his one remaining hope—Hero's mercy. "Interesting. Go on," Hero said, calming his fierce aura. The man in black exhaled in relief and quickly dropped to his knees. "Mr. Weber, I can pretend my mission failed and return to the Larsens, feeding their intel to you!"

I had initially suppressed my rage to protect Lila and uphold that vow of not hurting civilians. However, I finally exploded, unable to control my anger any longer. I immediately delivered a sharp, ringing slap across Vanessa's face. I forced her head down so she could look at the medals on Joseph's uniform, bellowing, "Take a good look! This is the agency's chief. Don't you dare speculate about our relationship with that filthy mind of yours! "Lila has a clean background. Her last name was concealed to protect her safety, not to be used as an excuse for your daughter's bullying!"

She chuckled, "When I grow up I want to be as beautiful as her too." "She is." Barra forced a smile on his face. "Then? She protected you?" He asked with great care. "Yes, but the bad guy was stronger than us so we flew, boom." She showed a frightened face to the man who was now sitting firmly beside her. Continuing on, "Luckily in that room there was our hero ... Haytham." I bit my lip at the mention of his name. "He will always be my hero." Alia got up from her seat when she saw me coming down the stairs.

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

Shasha asked as she knew he couldn't break his decision. Master Hero dialled his phone and few minutes a knock at the door. He opened and Henzo with the bodyguard came in. "Mommy! Mommy!" Henzo shouted as he came running toward his mother. "Henzo, my baby," Shasha's sad voice. "I ride a horsey!" little Henzo blurted out giggling and happy. "You did?" Shasha smilingly said even though she was in pain inside her heart. Master Hero immensely staring at the mother and son. He felt delighted but a part of him was jealous of the father of Hero whoever he was.

He thought inwardly. "What's a class C-mission file?" Ethan asked, a bit puzzled. "Quiet Ethan! Let him finish!" Suzanne snapped at him. Aiden shot both of them a nasty look and they both sat down and looked the other way. Alex glanced through the open file. "Ah, yes, where was I?" he continued. "A class C-mission file is a mission that earns money for the Hero League and since you're just entering E-rank, I picked out a simple one for you."

How is that my fault? The general didn't waste any more breath on him. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Ma'am, the suspect is secured. The heart… It's completely ruined." Silence fell over the other end of the line. The silence stretched on, dragging out the seconds. Then, an old, choked-up voice came through the speaker. "Michael's… gone?" The general closed his eyes. "Yes, ma'am. 15 minutes ago." Muffled sobbing echoed from the phone.

His eyes narrowed, the faint glow of the screen painting shadows across his cheekbones. “Give me her number.” I rattled it off so quickly I almost stumbled over the digits. He entered them without hesitation, some encrypted program opening. His jaw flexed once before he exhaled. “She has a locator turned on,” he said. Hope flared in my chest, too bright, too fragile. “Can you get to it?” He glanced at me, something close to offense flickering in his expression. “Of course.” The map blinked, loading, then a dot appeared. Not moving. Stationary.

Remember if not necessary do not switch to your primal form. " Yes father" Yaoyao said with a reluctant face. . . . . Sara and Lane had arrived at the capital, they began to look around for a suitable mission as they searched Sara found a mission, it was to infiltrate a band of robbers who robbed people coming to the Capital she was to bring the head of their leader. Sara felt she would be able to attempt the mission not because she felt capable but because her primordial bloodline pulled her there it felt like if she goes she'll gain a better control of it..