Novelas y relatos de Heroes Fan Fiction

Love was supposed to be something else, wasn't it? "Lucy... I do still want you. God, I want to fuck you senseless every time I see you; I have since I was fifteen, but you can't love me, not after what I've done to you. I turned you into a slut, a sex toy, something for me to use and abuse at my leisure. I made you walk to my house wearing no panties so you could beg me to fuck you. How could you love someone who's done that to you? I should change you back to the way you were, make you forget the whole thing. Maybe then I could have you and deserve you." He felt miserable, ashamed of everything he had done in the time since he had discovered his powers. This made Lucy's reaction to his spe

Hero irritatedly blurted out and quickly left. "Hero doesn't want to help you because he likes her as well I just thought but not sure. So stop dreaming for her and avoid the wrath of the titan!" Eron said. Eron was Hero's best friend since elementary. YOUNG MASTER HERO POV: "F*CK! Shasha avoiding me again, huh! I earnestly long for her. I can not forget that night, I felt a tremendous need of her. I'm going crazy about her from since the first time I embraced and kissed her. Every night I have to relieved myself many times to feel okay. I can not understand my body, it has a tremendous need of eja**lations.

I’d spotted it weeks ago near Topanga and bought it on impulse because it reminded me of him. Tomorrow was our engagement party, the official merging of Woodhills and Stormbane packs under one united front. But tonight could just be ours. “He’s going to lose it,” I murmured, resting my forehead briefly against the steering wheel. Tyler cried at everything. Military reunion videos. Emotional movie scenes. One time he watched wedding vows on YouTube and had to pretend he had allergies afterward. God, I loved that about him. The way his tough Alpha image cracked over little things that mattered.

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

Never quite been able to please the old wart, not even when all I did was love him. Hector the god-fucking Lycan had been my hero, all I ever wanted to be when I grew up. What a load of absolute bull dung. I felt my heart jump to my throat when something not unlike sadness flashed across his luminescent dust-grey eyes. “Then Japhtar, may the best king win.” Hector rumbled and then he was flying toward me, the weight of his royal army roaring to close the distance between us in seconds.

They were talking about someone else—the beautiful, perfect heroine, Nate’s so-called true love. “If I remember right, today’s the day our male lead finally meets his true love—our one and only heroine, Alyssa.” “That’s right! Alyssa is Nate’s new recruit at the casino, a top financial graduate from NYU! Isabella could have her way with Nate, but compared to our heroine, she’s just a trophy wife.” “Exactly. Nate couldn’t even discuss his work with her. Isabella wouldn’t understand a word. But Alyssa? She can talk to him, really connect. True soulmates.”