Héroe Novels & Stories

Drake was so frustrated that he didn’t know where to vent his anger. He has seen fear in people, especially in his enemies but seeing the fear of Emily; it seems like she saw him as a monster. He’s an Alpha, the king of the Blue Moon pack. The powerful of all, but he stopped just because he saw Emily’s tears? Damn it! He could feel that there was something different about the girl. He could feel a foreign attraction towards her that he couldn’t explain. What angered him more was that she was emotionally and mentally weak.

Hans drew closer once more, pausing on the opposite side of the Azazel, watching Athena in a way that left her feeling as if she was standing naked in his living room. Hans turned to Azazel and delivered a blow on his cheek. The barrel cut his skin, and fresh blood oozed from his already broken skin. “Please don’t,” Athena struggled against Rustom. Azazel’s heart fluttered that his wife was now showing concern toward him. “You know the problem with heroes, Azazel?” Hans asked the bloody Azazel. “Only fools become heroes,” he moved to Athena and clutched her throat while Azazel struggled.

“You think you can hide from me?” The man in front of me—call him Jonah; the name fit—didn’t step back. He didn’t glare. He didn’t do anything that would fuel Barry’s need to escalate. He just stood there, a human rock in a season of floods. “I won’t let him take you,” he said simply, and the words landed like a gauntlet.

"My daughter's biological father was a war hero!" "A war hero?" Miriam blocked our path. "You say he's a hero—who's going to believe that?" She stepped closer, almost right in our faces. "I'd advise you to drop this. Save your energy and start reconsidering your options. Some schools just aren't meant for certain people." Mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What business is it of yours? What we do is our own business!" Miriam let out a scoff and brushed past us. But as her bodyguards followed, one of them deliberately shoved Mom—hard. She tumbled down the wet steps, landing in a heap on the soaked pavement.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

He didn’t hesitate to give her a reply. “My Chief Soul Weapon. Its name is Harbinger of Chaos. Harch for short. And I might say that it suits me quite well.”

he sobbed into my shoulder. "Who is making you do this Bradley? Tell me and I can help you," I replied. And it's times like this where I think I would have made a better Luna then an Alpha. An Alpha is strong and protects everyone above themselves. An Alpha is a leader and knows all the right things to do to keep their people safe. An Alpha knows how to discipline those who need to be disciplined and how to show mercy to those who have done nothing wrong. An Alpha is someone the people admire, someone the people turn to at a period of crisis in the belief that their Alpha will get them out of that situation.

Sorin said as his lips threatened to break open into another grin. "Sheesh you don't even know how useful this weapon you uncultured swine.! Just ask Eugene he will tell you just how useful this weapon is!" Eira huffs out defiantly. "Who?? Who is this E-Eugen??" Sorin asks confused. "Not Eugen it's Eugene, you know the dashing bandit who's nose always ends up getting skewered on the wanted posters?" Eira says as she looked at him if he understood. Sorin still looked confused.

Tina asked noticing his weird behavior. " Yeah!! I am. " Hercules passed a sheepish smile. " My name is Tina Winget " Tina introduced herself shyly. " I know you, you don't need any introduction, " Hercules said. " And what about you?? " Tina asked. " My name is Hercules Williams," Hercules said. " Are you the brother of Alina?" Tina asked. " Yeah! But how did you know her??? " Hercules frowned. " She is my good friend !! " Tina replied happily.

But whoever challenges the Alpha's Beta to a point of death, only challenge the Alpha himself. Hercules isn't someone to mess with. He had never been beaten in a war floor, main reason he was called the Alpha of Alpha's.