Herobrines Life Novels & Stories

"What do you mean?" "Baby, they have a soul mage in their group, one who has the power of Omnikinesis, one who can do advanced telepathy like erasing and altering memories. An earth elemental who is also a healer and sees the past, a freaking dragon prince who can control lightning and an ice elemental and your sister as well." Brandon said and Riley looked shocked as hell. "Ice elemental? Healer? Soul mage? Omnikinesis? Telepathy? What the fuck Brandon!" Riley yelled as she slumped on the couch.

And the next fight would arrive before the grief had finished. But she was not the girl who’d been dragged through Greymire’s gate a year ago. She was not even the woman who’d walked out of it. She was something the year had forged and the war had tempered and the grief had not broken, held up by a man who would not let go, surrounded by a family two packs deep, with a garden growing somewhere green and a future worth protecting. Let Rodrick come. Let the Broker come. This time, Brynn would be ready to meet them standing.

The comments in front of me exploded instantly, dripping with excitement and malice. [Yes! That's how it's supposed to be! The real heir should be with the hardworking childhood sweetheart who's always loved him. That dumb loser can move aside!] [Brian is a despicable thief. He stole someone else's top university spot, someone else's heir status, and even someone else's woman. People like him are disgusting!] [The real heir finally woke up this time. His main-character arc is just getting started. As for the fake heir, Brian… Without that spot at a top university, let's see how he ever makes anything of himself.]

Willow crouched before the tombstone and gently touched her mother's photo. "You won't feel pain in heaven. Mom, I'll still be your daughter in the next life," she whispered. I put my arm around Willow's shoulders, and together, we bade farewell to the kindhearted yet unfortunate woman for the last time. … I returned to work soon after. Although Willow refused to acknowledge Mr. Jennings, he still regarded me as a son-in-law. I began handling the company's core business. Then, relying on memories from my past life, I quickly gathered evidence of the company's illegal activities.

If it worked, they would let me go and return the ID they had withheld from me for ten years. In my last life, I knew it was a death trap and refused to let Sonny go through with it. The result was that the three of them buried me alive. This time, I reached out and gently pushed Sonny’s knife away, then casually straightened his wrinkled collar. My cold fingertips deliberately brushed against his bobbing Adam’s apple. “Sonny,” I said lazily, exhaling smoke, “you were born for this.” Sonny’s eyes lit up. “But if you want to step into the Corleone family,” I continued, my tone shifting, “selling your sister’s body and wearing borrowed skin isn’t enough. Don Corleone wants wolves that dare to

"The Briar Rose family was formed by an alliance between an Alcione and a Heilig family. They dissolved their own knights after that incident, and their only daughter and heir was said to have been lost in battle." "She was Luise Auror Belatrice Hermione of Briar Rose, a powerful elementor who was taken hostage during the battle." said Mar, "We from the military division look up to her for she chose to be a soldier rather than a magus. Her contribution to elemental weapon technology was praised by all, and her valor on the battlefield is second to none. She was one of only 3 people in history able to use all 9 elements in harmony. "

“Tell me your name.” He finally looked directly into her eyes. “Adrian Cross.” Elena froze. The name struck something deep inside her memory. Adrian Cross. The mysterious heir of Cross Holdings. A man who had disappeared from the public eye years ago. In her previous life, she had only heard rumors about him. Some said he was ruthless. Others said he was dead. But there was one thing everyone agreed on. Adrian Cross never got involved in other people's affairs. So why was he standing in front of her?

Dorin explained, and James nodded. “What I didn’t know is that my brother had become a lycan after discovering his love was a lycanthrope. Valeriu became a hybrid, but like Lily, my brother learned to control the duality of each beast. He never once took an innocent life and lived for a hundred years in peace until King Silvano, whose hatred for hybrids and anything not pure blood is famous, discovered him and hunted him for another hundred years until he murdered my brother,” Dorin went on. “So you’re trying to prevent history from repeating itself?” James asked, leaning back in his chair.

As if the horizon of a sword were harsh and vicious, one wrong move, and you were dead on the spot. With all of the diseases, war, conflict, and upheaval that occurred as a result of lycan coercion, few people lived into their thirties or forties. His brother Dawar and lover Cornelius had endured far too much in this life, which was one of the reasons he had decided to give up his fight for survival. Their ancestors had been lower-class Redberg residents when they were born. It had been their forefather's occupation as a farmer and baker, who supplied food for some of the community's workers.

"You could never have. I'd cut off the connection, and what you saw on the surveillance cam was an act. The report was also a fake. The STD wasn't transferred, but I ingested coffee tainted with your blood by accident. I was forced to take PEP for two weeks to prevent transmission." I turned my eyes to the dumbstruck Donald. "Besides, you've already found a new host to… leech from." Then, I strode off before they could say anything. The weight that'd been haunting me was finally gone. I booked a flight for Astermis. It was scheduled for tonight, and I had some packing up to do. … While I was sampling local food in Astermis, Donald bombarded my phone with message after message. 'Cynthia, you