Hiro Heroes Novels & Stories

He changed the topic and even nodded in approval. I let out a deep sigh. Sometimes, Hiro really acts like a child. I really wonder how he became Vince’s best friend, considering the other aristocrat vampires out there. They have completely different personalities. Actually, even Kyle and Kira are very different from each other as well. I smiled at him. “That’s just how it is. We all have different kinds of special abilities. Your abilities are no small feat,” I said as I tried to cheer him up. Well, Hiro’s special ability is his super strength and speed. Although we all have similar abilities, he is exceptionally powerful compared to us.

"You little child of yesterday, stop playing with words, I don't have any weaknesses. Since you gave me five minutes, I will now give you two minutes to defeat me." "Easy peasy, I was hoping you'd say that." Hiro said. "You think you can defeat me?" Xarath snarled, Nevera's voice distorted beyond recognition. "It's not I think, I know it." Hiro answered with pride and then charged forward, his fists clenched and eyes blazing with determination. "I've faced worse than you, Xarath," Hiro declared, his voice unwavering. With a swift kick, Hiro sent Nevera's body flying across the room, but Xarath quickly regained control, summoning dark energy to amplify Nevera's physical strength.

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

Akira: Hanzo Clone, Toru Wind, Kasumi Fire. Hanzo: Shadow clone. Toru: Turbulence. Kasumi: Don’t tell me what i must do. Fire Ball. Akira: Don’t complain. Earth Bind CRASHH ROAAARRRR Kasumi: Tch, it isn’t effective, HANA!!! Hana: LIghtning. DUARRR.. ROAARRRR The Goblin King in front of us gave another angry roar and trying to attack ius indiscrimately. Akira: Earth Prison.

,he replied casually. I blinked,"ho-" "We had some issues earlier... keep the names going ",I was honestly shocked because as of the time I knew him as someone hard to kill. I mentioned a couple of other people that I could remember and I'm shocked to say that Diego had killed these people already.... these people I knew as fearless and untouchable. "Adianta Tomora, Gilbert Orono and then Mario, those are the ones I can remember ",he nodded as if memorizing their names.

I quickly stand and started walking away. “Thank you for stopping by, Ms. One punch girl!” he shouted. “I have a name!” “I also have too! Akihiro! Not a superman nor a batman but still a Hiro. You’re Hiro, exclusively for you!” --

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How pathetic? Taurus… You must think you’re hot shit? You think you’re better than me you can’t speak? If it wasn’t for me your ass wouldn’t have shit. You’re just like all these bitches. Capri knew she struck a nerve. All he could do was hurl insults even without her responding. He could not help himself. He went on and on for about an hour. Until finally there was nothing but silence. 🎶 I guesssss I fell in loveeee with a toy soldier!🎶 Capri got in the shower singing this - Keri Hilson song.

LYRA. I tried to run, but my feet felt heavy as if rooted to the spot. The rogue's eyes gleamed with a feral intensity, their teeth bared in a snarl. I raised my hands, palms facing them, and summoned a weak burst of energy to defend myself. But he was too strong, too fast. He knocked my hands aside and pinned me against the wall, his claws digging into my shoulders. I struggled, kicking and squirming, but he was too strong. A fist slammed into my stomach, and I gasped for air. Another blow struck my head, and everything went blurry. I felt myself falling, but they caught me, holding me up with a cruel grip.

Actions speak louder, and she’d learned that by now. She was at the table, sipping coffee, studying the bikes lined up in the lot. I could feel her mind racing, cataloging everything she didn’t understand. The way she tensed when one of the brothers started the engine nearby. The subtle flinch when a door slammed. She was hyper-aware, alert. Dangerous, in her own way, but fragile at the edges. And I didn’t trust anyone else to keep her safe—not here, not ever. Riker passed by, smirking, and I felt the familiar heat in my chest. He caught my glance and knew better than to test me again. Not today. Not when I was already tethered to her without permission, without explanation, without plan.