Hungry Hero Exe Novels & Stories

I gasped, my breath ragged, and pulled the blanket over my head. "Alright, team," Hero's voice cut through the tense silence. "We need to make sure this place is secure. Spread out, check every corner. Keep your eyes peeled and your weapons ready." With a nod, everyone dispersed, disappearing into the shadows. Only Jeremy remained, a wooden bowl of steaming noodles held out towards me. "Eat," he ordered, his voice low. I hesitated, but the enticing aroma was too much to resist.” As I dug into the warm, comforting meal, Hero's gaze never left me. His expression was unreadable, a mask of indifference. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his mind. Was he worried? Suspicious? Or simp

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

"Then there's nothing left to discuss." He handed me a USB drive. "Inside are some insignificant business scandals involving Sean. Use them as bait. The real information comes after you get that proposal. "Don't forget. I'm helping you. Don't try anything clever." By the time I left the cafe, it was already dark outside. Steve had given me a new phone and a USB drive containing the bait. I returned to the place where I had arranged to meet the driver. He had already bought the bubble tea and was waiting anxiously.

The older man was dressed in an expensive, traditional gray suit, and he carried a very powerful aura. "Julian! There you are!" Silas exclaimed, flashing a bright, professional agent smile that made Julian want to scream. "I have been looking everywhere for you. I need you to meet Mr. Harrison. He is the head of the major Canadian athletic syndicate. He has heard so much about the incredibly talented Julian Vane, the legendary Ice King, but he has never had the privilege to meet you in person until tonight."

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.”

She snarled at him. In a mild way it was true. Suzanne O'Izzy was just an average kid, a clumsy kinda girl with big dreams. She wants to be the hero everyone looks up to so badly. Luckily in her country, Herotapolis, there was an organization, Hero League, that could make her dream come true but first she and the others who are vying to be heroes have to go through a test known as the Thriox which consists of three tests. Oral, written and field.

I pulled away, stepping back, ready to accept my sentence. But Adrian didn’t have an allergic reaction. 【System Alert: Harper's action has been judged as "Presenting a favored food." Survival confirmed.】 Kevin’s face went white. "Impossible… that's impossible…" 【All players have survived. Hunt mode initiated.】 The next second, Kevin began to cough violently. He clawed at his throat, his face turning a sickening shade of purple. "No… please… I just wanted to live…" he choked out, but his struggles grew weaker.

I can’t figure out where this sudden headache came from but I can feel chills on my body, I am pretty sure I didn’t have any injury that can cause this. “Open the cell,” Alarick commanded. He went inside the cell and kept our distance by standing on the opposite end of where I am now sitting. “Do you have a disease or something?” I groaned at what he said, how come these werewolves are so good at human vocabulary? “No, maybe it is because you put poison on my food.” I tried standing up again, my headache subsided but I feel weak. I was about to lose my balance when he immediately held my arm and helped me. I gently slap his hand and fix my posture.

"What did you think lived there?" "Who are you?" she asked. Something shifted in his expression — so quick she almost missed it. Something that might have been surprise, as if he hadn't been asked that question in a very long time. "Kael," he said. "Seventh god of war. Currently fallen, stripped of divinity, and apparently summoned by a mortal girl in a cold room." A pause. "You may want to be afraid." "Should I be?"

I get paid each time I fight and the best part of the deal is, I get to hit as many people as I want without worrying about any rules. That was how I found myself working for Rocky. He helps me and in return, I bring in money for him. After my meltdown in front of Abigail yesterday, I decided to call Rocky to set me up for a fight. I needed not to feel anything. I wanted to feel numb and pounding someone with my fist was my cure. Even though, I was set up against 'The Butcher.' Biggest guy I've ever seen in my life.