I Dont Wanna Be A Hero Novels & Stories

“Think about it, Hero. We could have everything. Together.” Hero felt the weight of her words settle into him, each one sinking deeper than he cared to admit. He couldn’t deny that Anne had always been a part of his life, had always been there in the background. But now, as she sat across from him, offering him everything with a warmth that felt forced, he wasn’t sure he could continue pretending he didn’t feel something else—something that wasn’t Anne. “I don’t know if I can just… forget her, Anne,” Hero said, the words coming out before he had a chance to stop them. “I’m not like you. I don’t want a life built on what’s safe. I want a life that means something.”

“Where will you go, Colin? How can you fight us all?” He was right. What was I doing playing hero? To save a girl I didn’t even like. With powers that couldn’t set fire to a fart (literally—I’d tried many, many times). I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to fight anyone, save anyone, stand up for and/or against anyone. She didn’t even deserve my help. “Is that stuff flammable?” I asked in my best I’m-not-bluffing-honest-I’m-not voice. I pointed at the lake.

“You might not be saying it. But I can feel it. The hope that I'll be noble. That I'll choose to save everyone. That I'll give my blood willingly because it's what heroes do.” “You don't have to be a hero.” Marcus says quietly. “You're allowed to choose yourself.” “Am I?” My voice breaks. “Because it doesn't feel like it. It feels like choosing myself means condemning Zane. Means being selfish and cruel. Means becoming the villain in everyone else's story.” “You're not a villain for wanting to live.” Zane crosses to me, taking my hands. *You're not selfish for refusing to die for people who've hurt you.”

"Don't you understand? What do you mean? This is my first step to realizing my dream, I'm going to become the strongest in the world! Do you know how much I've trained? I'm burning with desire!" "... It's good to be young, I suppose, but if your goal is to be the strongest, you better think of a way to hide your greatest feats. Hero Avatar, Legendary Sister, aren't You quite the protagonist?" "Hehe... Stop that, now I feel really embarrassed... What an entrance." "Indeed, but not everyone wants what is best for you, Some people would hate to see a stranger perform incredible acts, they will try to interfere with your growth, and you seem to be a very big talker so... Do me a favor."

For our fifth anniversary, I planned to bid on a pink diamond ring. A young woman outbid me. I followed her outside to ask if she would consider selling it to me. She stood at the curb, showing the ring on her hand to the friend who had come with her. "I'm already tired of this one. "So my boyfriend told me to pick out something I liked for our first anniversary." I stopped. She would never part with an anniversary gift. Reese was busy handling the smuggling trade along the coast and could not come with me. He had only said he would not be home for dinner and told me to buy myself something nice to celebrate. When I heard her say her boyfriend had a candlelit dinner waiting for her, I smiled

ZARA POV "Hero," I began softly, my voice close to his ear, "you truly believe that after everything I've endured here, things can simply return to how they were before? I'm sorry, but that's utter nonsense. There's no way we can pretend this never happened. This mountain, these hurtful shared experiences you put me through... they've changed me. I can't unsee what I've seen and heard, or unfeel what I've felt. I’m different now, Hero, irrevocably different.”

"You look like the strongest person I know." The sincerity in his voice made my throat close up. I'd spent so many years thinking of myself as broken, damaged, not quite enough. Hearing him describe me like I was something precious instead of something that needed fixing... "Don't," I said quietly. "Don't what?" "Look at me like that. Like I'm some kind of hero. I was terrified the entire time." His hands stilled on my shoulder. "You think heroes don't get scared?" "Heroes don't spend half the fight wanting to run away."

‘Well fuck me, she left’ I thought as I turned to go back to the packhouse. I swiped my hand down my face, that did not go as planned. I had only taken a few steps when I heard someone singing. I didn’t see anyone, so I followed the melody: “Out of the ruins, Out from the wreckage, Can’t make the same mistake this time. We are the children, The last generation, We are the ones they left behind. And I wonder when things are ever gonna change, Living in fear, ‘til nothing else remains. We don’t need another Hero, We don’t need to the way home…” the words to ‘We don’t need another hero’ by Tina Turner floated through the air.

However… “I’m not a hero and didn’t want to be one. All heroes in the legends were only called heroes when they die. Darius, I don’t want to die yet,” Layla said. “But I can’t let those people die because of Victor…and I can’t let him do whatever he thought is right because of me.”

"You want me to give my life up for everyone? Like that dude called Jesus did. Let me tell you, that's not gonna happen. The world you want me to try saving doesn't even give a damn about me. So why the hell should I care about them?" "First of all, Jesus is not 'that dude', so don't you dare say that again. And secondly, being wicked because the world has been like that to you doesn't justify your actions. It only makes you like them." He chuckled dryly. "Yeah. Tell that to someone who doesn't know shit about the world. Do you think they're going to call you a hero for standing up for them? 'Cause you had better reread that Bible you so much believe in and realize Jesus still isn't consider