Heroic Novels & Stories

Carefully then, he reached for my hand and pressed the back of it against his cheek. “You fool,” His voice broke. Holding back his tears stubbornly, he spoke to me in a coarse voice, “You reckless woman, you don't get to play hero here.” Overcome by strong, powerful emotions, my lips parted to grin at him. My heartbeat hadn’t relieved the pressure in my chest, but I appreciated the hints of relief and joy it provided me. “Your job is to heal people.” Alan croaked out, “Who’s going to heal me if you’d died?”

Herod, always the voice of reason amidst our impulsive nature, displayed a calmness that bordered on eeriness as he dispatched his adversaries with precision and grace. Rome, with his unruly mop of hair and a wide, devilish grin, was like a force of nature unleashed. His relentless energy and unwavering loyalty were a beacon of hope amidst the darkness. Keigan, the silent warrior with a gaze that could pierce the very soul, fought with an intense focus that left no room for error.

Then I see this thing , and up there I can see an untidy door and what I assume is maybe a food store. Perhaps if I call out to my mate in a way that only a warrior can understand, she will honour it and reveal herself. “I AM ALPHA HERCULES BRADFORD. I INVOKE THE CODE OF HONOUR AND DEMAND THAT YOU BRING YOURSELF TO ME THIS INSTANCE, ELSE CONSIQUEN…”

, Hercules roared, Mike, Josh, and Macro were sacred, their expression can speak the truth. " Please, Hercules! spare our life !! ", they begged. " Spare you !! ", Hercules motioned his men to free them. " Run as far as you can ", Hercules roared. "Hercules stop your madness ! ", Avni begged, it was so nausea. " No, it will not !! ", Hercules roared and chopped their limbs of Macro in a swift motion, Macro fell to the floor but he was still dragging himself on the ground, " Hercules please ! spare my life ! please don't ", he joined her hand and before he could beg for mercy Hercules raised his sword and chopped his body into two pieces.

Penelope asked. “What?” “That we are sitting here and your kids and husband are doing the chores.” “Your guess is as good as mine.” She shrugged. Penelope looked at her incredulously. Nathan emerged from the kitchen with an apron around his waist that said, ‘MOMMY IS A SUPER HERO’ “We all are just trying to give you guys some time. And don’t make it sound like I don’t help you out.” He huffed. Hailey chuckled. “Oh yes love. You are the best husband.” She blew him a kiss. He smiled and went back inside the kitchen.

And I'm continuously finding myself in the position were my body starts to unwilling lust after them. It's very odd, but the more I'm around these type of people the more I start to enjoy it. I've never been one to like the bad guys, I go more for the respectable gentleman. But I don't know, something about how everyone is their own mystery and everything is unexpected has me so intrigued. Yes I am absolutely scared for my life and I'm aware that it could end at any given moment, but knowing that, pumps something through my veins that I slightly enjoy. It makes me feel like a dangerous woman...or an endangered woman.

The duo huddled together for warmth in the cosy sofa. Miriam was quite tipsy from the shots of whisky and cigarettes as she curled up in Ben's arms. She felt a rage of emotional turbulence brewing within her while she struggled to free herself from the impact of the day's mix of events. Slowly, she removed herself from Ben's arms and staggered to her feet--still feeling the impact of alcohol. Ben followed suit hoping to steady her as she made to move away from the sofa. He grabbed her hips from behind and pressed his body against hers.

So the young nice waitress tried to escape Hana’s hug. On the street, Sugai aggressively kicked his leg against the tree and then immediately jumped up and down, hugging his leg, his mouth constantly rubbing "It hurts", physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wished he had super powers, released all his ranger stored in his body. There was a lot of work that he had to finish but those two people were constantly causing trouble.

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.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground