Heroic Novels & Stories

I caught him in the corridor, just before he reached his chambers to arm himself. "Androkles," I said, my voice low and urgent. He turned, his expression unreadable. "Hypatos." "Listen to me," I said, my gaze intense. "That thing out there... It's not a glorious battlefield trophy. It's not a test to be passed. It's chaos and terror given flesh. It doesn't fight with honor or strategy. It just... destroys. Don't be a hero. Be smart. Be a survivor. Come back." For a moment, something flickered in his eyes, a hint of the boy beneath the warrior. Then it was gone, replaced by the familiar, unnerving calm.

He doesn't take his name in front of his mother. He doesn't know why she hates him so much. But no matter. For him. He will always be his hero. Zander King. The Empire king of this world. The most powerful figure in the entire world, the undefeated King.

I enter this room with Arthur, his eyes telling me it is gonna be fine but I really hate the needles. “I’m sorry, but I really afraid to do everything with needles in it, can you please accompanying me while the doctor takes my blood?” I asked Arthur and hoping he wouldn’t reject it. “Sure, you can hold my hand if it’s too hard for you to face alone. I don’t mind” he replied without any doubt. “But please, consider Vincent’s feeling, he seems to want to help but you implicitly always reject it” he whispers. I was surprised for a moment before saying that I will not explicitly show it again.

“I would choose Silas, Alpha. From everything I’ve seen, he’s remained loyal to you. He’s always willing to learn and he’s one of, if not the strongest warrior we have.” “Good, then we’re all in agreement. Shall we call him in?” Kieran asks as Elias looks from Kieran to me. “You both chose Silas as well?” he asks. “Who else is there?” I ask. “As you said, he’s the strongest warrior and he’s loyal to Kieran.” “Oh, well, good.” “You’ll have to start trusting yourself more, Beta,” I say as there’s a knock at the door. Stand out of Kieran’s grasp and open the door to Silas.

I could feel it flowing into me as a cool soothing feeling battled with the anger and burning rage. It was as if two halves of me were battling to take hold of me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. When we spotted the warriors fighting with what I recognised as Trent’s wolf and two others I connected to my warriors. They stood down straight away, even as I can hear Dylan shouting through the link to all available warriors to look for me, they stood down at my word.

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

“Don’t be too eager to spill blood, Michael. Once you’ve taken a life, it’s over, there’s no going back to being a good guy.” “You’re a good man, Wrath, you might be a bad guy, but you’re one of the best men I know. You’re loyal, dedicated, honorable, and you always do what’s right. If I can be half as good as you are, then I’ll call that a win,” he said. “Just stay true to who you are, no matter how hard it gets, don’t fall off that wagon.” “You know, Wrath, no matter what happens here, I’d follow you,” Weasel said, and gave him a smile.

Her gaze scattered around the place only to spot Luca beating two of Armando's men while three of them were trying to pull Hunter off of Armando. "I'LL KILL YOU! HOW DARE YOU RAISE YOUR HAND ON MY MATE!" Hunter barked inhumanly and something twisted in her guts. "Silvia-" "Don't," She gritted glaring at Lennox. "I'm fine. I don't need your sympathy," She spat venemously. "I'm not pitying you," He grumbled as a guy tried to attack him but he quickly got to his feet fighting Armando's warrior. Armando let out a growl as he pushed Hunter off him. He didn't even breathe before pounding at Hunter but Hunter was barbaric. He was inhuman.

He reveled in the chaos and turmoil he had instigated, relishing the prospect of engaging in battle. "Ah, the righteous hero emerges," Eros sneered mockingly. "Do you honestly believe you stand a chance against me? You underestimate the power of the Eirian and the depths of my wrath." Nostrils flaring, I fought to control the rising anger within me. Every fiber of my being urged me to protect my loved ones, to stand up against the injustice that threatened to tear my family apart.

They all looked up at him. "This is the history of Hero League, listen well because I'll only say this once," he told them. "The crime rate of Herotapolis was very high and it kept on increasing, most people referred to it as the 'Blood city' as lots of killings were done by terrorists and robbers. It was totally unsafe and very terrible," Aiden started his lengthy narration.