Heroes Never Fade Novels & Stories

"No... we can't lose them!" Kael's voice trembled as he called upon his arcane powers. "Hold on! We can heal you, we can..." But the sacrifice had been made, the deed irreversible. The hero's body fell to the ground, their life force fading away. As the battle raged on, the heroes fought not only for victory but in honor of their fallen comrade.

But, this wasn't the subject right now. “Do you know what is the difference between a naive fool and a hero of justice?" She clenched her fist, a fierce expression on her face. "It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.”

“Welcome to the Makedon Empire. You visitors have been as some of you are no doubt aware have been enslaved by us. The lawful subjects of his Imperial Highness, Emperor Alexander IV. We are members of the Imperial central army, V Legion. You are now soldiers in the newly formed slave corps. Your job is simple. Attack and kill what we tell you to. However, for you the Imperial Emperor has given you all one divine blessing. If you fight and win ten battles. You will no longer be slaves, but free citizens of the Empire! All you have to do is survive….Your first battle will be in five days. That means we have five days to get to the bandit encampment. Now drink up and eat. We move out in two hou

My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

Brett opened his eyes, feeling her wrist in his grip. The beads were still there, but she lay unchanged. It had all been a dream, but he felt like losing Erika once again. He clutched his chest as months of suppressed agony surged thousandfold. It was unbearable, but he knew the pain would follow him for the rest of his life. The End

"Nicole, stop being unreasonable. Not everyone will tolerate your temper. Your little game of playing hard to get doesn't work on me. Jennifer has already apologized. What more do you want?" I didn't even spare him a glance. I moved faster, putting more distance between us. Jennifer's apology meant nothing to me. It was worthless. I was Nicole Roberts, the cherished daughter of the Roberts family. Why should I endure the humiliation of putting up with Sebastian? These past few years, the Grays may have thrived, but he foolishly believed that he had secured his place in the city's upper echelons on his own. What a short-sighted fool. Without the Roberts family's backing, the Grays, which shou

"It wasn't until I met you in the hospital that I realized I had been wrong all these years. If I had intervened back then, would things have turned out differently? After that, I kept track of everything you did until the day we ran into each other." Jack looked regretful. I reached out and hugged him. "Don't blame yourself. Sometimes, I deserved what I experienced. It's not your fault." It turned out that I almost missed such a good guy. Luckily, it wasn't too late. The End

] As soon as she said that, Chloe sent a voice message, her voice full of grief and anger, "Professor, you like me. You've harassed me for so long, and I'm finally willing to give you a chance. What else can you possibly be unhappy about?" I sneered as I replied: [I love my wife very much. I'm not blind to fall for someone like you!] After a long while, Chloe stopped messaging the group chat. I let out a sigh of relief, but the weight in my chest still remained. Everything had only just begun. Eventually, a volunteer donated enough blood to Chloe. Once she was out of danger, the first thing she did was call me. "You've lost your chance now, Liam Connor. It's too late to regret it."

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He paused, his throat shifting. “I know you... really like him.” He said those last few words very quietly, with a faint loneliness I could not quite name. My hand paused just as I was reaching for the first aid kit. Like Evan? I gave a faint smile and kept taking out the iodine and cotton swabs. “No need to apologize. I should be thanking you.” Without him, I truly would not have known how to bring today’s performance to an end. Miles looked up, confusion in his eyes.