Herobrines Life Novels & Stories

BLAIR'S POV: I ran as fast as I could, my feet were hurting. I could feel them closing in on me, this wasn’t the first time, and definitely won’t be the last. Hi, I am Briar and I am a hybrid and I have been hunted down all my life. Have you imagined paying for something that wasn’t your fault? well, that has been my life since I came into existence. My parents mated despite being of different species and when I was conceived the council ordered my death and here I am even after seventeen years of being hunted down.

Along their journey, those refugees roaming around and the sight of the ruined city gave them a tremendous shock. Though they were mercenaries and stayed between the war-torn countries all year round, these mercenaries always felt awful deep down every time they saw the tragic scene. “You guys, when will there be no war in this world?” Stormbringer put one arm on the car window and said to Boulder and Firepower behind him. Firepower laughed and answered, “If we want no more war in this world, it’s only possible when the human race is extinct.”

(Hallerus Soldier) No matter where the Noble general looked at, it was the sea of suffering and blood. Something that his noble mind couldn’t comprehend in the slightest. Fear had struck him hard and it was never the same as when his father slapped him when he spend money on prostitute or that moment when, Another noble house threaten to Kill him. His proud and arrogant visage before has no lost, as he was trembling from head to toe, and even pissed himself. “Why is this happening to me?….I…I…I am a noble General!!…I can’t die like this….I can’t die hereeeee!!….”.(General Hobris Von Likusy)

Being a war had taught him to appreciate life and live it more abundantly no matter what had been going down. Concerning most of the veterans before him, Brick had made up his mind to put his time in the service behind him. He had hit the road with his foot on the gas and never looked back. Even with his decision to venture out and see the country for himself, he had not been living given his tendency to get blind drunk, fight, and transport illegal substances across the states for profit. He'd fallen into the seedy underworld and it had been self-inflicted. Being born from a long line of werewolves who had known who they were ever since birth, he'd always been wild at heart so much so that