I Am A Hero 192 Novels & Stories

Ivy “Dad, thanks for agreeing with us to go camping,” I said, and my dad gave me his brightest smile. “It's no problem honey,” He said. We arrived at the place we set up for our camp, when an odd-looking man came up to my dad. He had hatred filled in his eyes. I didn't like him. “Hello Max, or should I say the alpha of the blue moon pack,” he said. “Honey, go stay at the back of that tree, and that come out till I say so,” my dad said to me, not taking his eyes off the man once, but pointed towards the tree.

"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.

After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the policemen who helped me and quickly switched to a different hotel after that. It was only then that my tension finally eased up. I felt my pounding heart slowly calm down after stepping into my new hotel room. A short while later, however, I received a notification on my phone. Randell and Evelyn had made it official and gone public about it. They posted a photo of their hands tightly holding each other under the street lamp, and the accompanying caption said, "You're my hero." I was just about to block Evelyn on all my social media too when she suddenly privately messaged me and said, "Cassidy, you've probably already seen my post

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.

"AI can create countless scenarios to make you suffer, but it can't truly comprehend your pain. But I'm a real person. I already decided to give you a happy life when I chose to modify this AI-written tragedy, Connor. The reward has been distributed. I wish you a happy life." I subconsciously frowned as I tried to make sense of the words. However, they were quickly drowned out by the sandwich store owner's loud voice. "Do you want cheese on your sandwich, sir?" "Yes, please! Can you also toast it?" When I tried to access the website where the AI-written tragedy was posted again, I realized that the site was down. I sifted through my memories, but I couldn't recall why I had tapped into that

Well, it’s a shame that a woman does it better. Three long meetings later. I called it a day and headed out back to my car. My mum and I made plans that we would meet at my brother Reese's house. In case, you couldn’t tell, my mum is one of my best friends forever; I just had a close relationship with her since the moment I was born. So, I turned my car on and made my way to his house. Did I forget to mention that he the Sicilian Mafia Boss, the most feared man , as well as one of the most influential men in the world yet, had place in his heart had a soft spot for his sweet wife Ophelia. I rang the doorbell. Reese opened the door looked at me up and down.

Because the only male hero she saw was an ugly one, Uwyn could not believe that all heroes were like that. She had asked his brother about this yesterday and he answered her that most, if not all heroes were so handsome and attractive; the ground would quiver in life with their mere presence alone. Thus, this contradiction powered her motivation to judge what’s real with her own two eyes. “I’ll use this.” Maru responded and produced a strange looking metallic construct. It was 15 feet in length and its width was half that. There were four round objects in pairs at each end. “Is that a car?! Same in the movies, brother?!” Uwyn yelled after she saw what Maru brought forth with just a wave of h