Heroes Die Novels & Stories

“And I wish you find your peace, as I will try to find mine.” Max placed his flowers beside her name that states: St. Valen’s Heroine, IRIS DANE ANDERSON

SOPHIE'S POV I'm here in my room dressing in clothes that I'm comfortable with so I won't have a hard time fighting later. I noticed a long box on the side of my cabinet. I immediately opened it and saw a sword that my father had given me, he said it was from our ancestors. It is not just an ordinary sword because it comes from a goddess. My father said that the goddess gave it because of the heroism of our ancestors, that our ancestors saved thousands of lives when there was a war here in Ausgberg. It was passed on until grandfather bequeathed the sword to father. I immediately placed the sword around my waist. While I was arranging the things I would use later, suddenly there was a knock o

he exclaimed, causing everyone to burst into laughter. Ashley chuckled. "Hi, Godchild. It feels good to finally meet you," she said, ruffling his hair affectionately. She couldn't believe how adorable and charming he was. As Ashley admired Waylen's features, she couldn't help but notice how much he resembled Marcellus. She turned to Larisa and leaned in close. "He looks just like Marcellus," she whispered. Larisa's smile faltered slightly at the mention of Marcellus's name, but she nodded nonetheless.

Nicholas said still staring at me. I wrinkled my face at him. "Really?" "What?" "That's such a cheesy line and I've read it in too many romance novels to know what it means." | said and that seemed to have Nicholas interest because he sat up from the bed. "Oh yeah, what does it mean?” Nicholas asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at his piqued interest. "The hero says something like that to the heroine and she momentarily forgets herself. Before you know it, they are making sex memories."

(I don't kno-). 'han api, aapko kuch nahi pata! You don't know any single thing, what he does to me, what he did to me ever? No one knows, I alone fight him, I stand against him alone. I don't know why? Why he do this to me? Why he makes me go through hell?. Api it hurts every single time' I broke down in her arms. (Yes sister, you don't know anything). She hugged me back, crying with me over my fate, my miseries. She patted my back.

Better to give them space to breathe, let them think they’ve got control. I told her she didn’t have to be scared with me. She probably doesn’t believe me. Hell, maybe she shouldn’t. I’m not the hero type. Never was, never will be. I’ve done things that’d make her run if she knew. Things that stain a man’s hands no matter how many times he washes them. But looking at her—eyes darting, shoulders drawn in tight like she expected the world to hit her again—I felt something I don’t let myself feel anymore.

“You think you can hide from me?” The man in front of me—call him Jonah; the name fit—didn’t step back. He didn’t glare. He didn’t do anything that would fuel Barry’s need to escalate. He just stood there, a human rock in a season of floods. “I won’t let him take you,” he said simply, and the words landed like a gauntlet.

Heroes got a new AI the older generation AI created with their own self-consciousness with a little bit of experience serving as their panel daily task voice prompt and Sotiras got the more intelligent and powerful one as it only needed to consume a little bit of energy for the Sotiras to know their task or do the things or make the Sotiras wanted to do. Well, even though both 'Heroes' and 'Sotiras' was still dominated by an AI, controlling them and putting a bomb on their head that serve as the binding method for the loyalty of the system and the Host, not discriminately leaving the other person or an AI behind in times of danger. Well, the only thing that can break their binding if ever th

) Before she could finish, several white mist silhouettes take on human form, the form of their closest companions of yore. "They are the descendants of those twelve heroes, my old friends." The woman suffers a great shock from such a situation, later on, a deep melancholy envelops her heart due to the cruel fate they have had to go through; since they were her friends who went through the same or greater hardships than her. The twelve heroes once called "HEROIBUS FIDEI DUODECIM" * "Disgusting humanity" She cursed The souls taking shape, they saw the situation, they also felt the same shock as the woman, but they quickly understood the current scenario.

A few kilometers from the former war site, there are thousands of tents used for camping by Borlal's troops. In that camp there were already more than a hundred thousand warriors led by 3 heroes. They are Amura the spear hero, Yusagi the shield hero and Kawa the bow and arrow hero. "Sir, the reconnaissance troop has returned," said one of the soldiers to Amura the spear hero who was in the big tent. "Send them in!" Amura tidied up the books and letters he was reading on his desk.