I Dont Wanna Be A Hero Novels & Stories

“You need to trust that I’m real. That we’re real. I don’t do this, but part of the reason why I’ve been locked away for so long is that you’re such a pessimist who is stuck in the past. You don’t hope for anything. You don’t desire anything equally. You don’t take anything seriously, and you think just surviving is all you need. But Maya… you have a great responsibility to play…” “Here we go again!” I murmured. “Can you all give me a break from this endless drumming into my ears about responsibilities that I didn’t choose? I don’t want this… I don’t want to save any of them. Not after what they did to me. I can’t.” “So you want revenge? You’d rather watch everyone die than do your job and s

I approached the edge, my heart pounding. What truth could I possibly.. No. I knew. I'd always known. "I'm terrified I'm not strong enough to save everyone," I said, the words scraping my throat raw. "Every day I'm afraid I'll fail, that people will die because I wasn't good enough, wasn't smart enough, wasn't strong enough. And I'm angry, so fucking angry, that I have to try. That this responsibility fell on me. I never wanted to be a hero. I never wanted any of this. Sometimes I hate the mate bond, hate the prophecy, hate Xavier and Theo for making me feel things that complicate everything. I wish I could just be normal and selfish and safe."

“I don’t know, Winter. I’m not even technically a warrior, but I think they are just following orders. I think they want them to tire themselves out…” “That’s bullshit and you know it.” He sighed. “I know but...” Turning on my heel, I started heading down the street into the thick of everything. Dee chased after me, grabbing my arm and pulling me to a stop. “Winter! No!” He hissed at me. “There isn’t anything you can do! This is bad enough as it is. You don’t need to go in thinking you can save everyone! You’re not some hero!” I pulled my arm out of his grip. “I don’t think I’m some hero, Dee. I just…someone needs to do something. I don’t know why someone isn’t and I can’t just stand here an

Their lips did not meet and he turned his face away, looking straight ahead with an expressionless face. Waverly opened her eyes and looked out of the window. Not far away, a man riding a motorcycle shook his head at Waverly. Waverly's eyes dimmed and she leaned on the chair. "They say heroes have no chances of getting through a beauty. Joseph, you're no hero." "Heroes are fated to die young. I want to be the champion standing on top of the giant's head. Waverly, you'll support me, won't you?" Joseph mused. He raised his hand as if he was going to issue an order. Waverly had a bad feeling about this...

My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

"I've been reading books of old The legends and the myths Achilles and his gold Hercules and his gifts Spiderman's control And Batman with his fists. And clearly, I don't see myself upon that list. But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss Just something I can turn to Somebody, I can kiss I want something just like this. Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

the system answered. As a passerby brushed past Keagan, their hurried footsteps unapologetically jostling him, he stood unwavering. The distraction failed to divert his gaze from the screen, his admiration undimmed as the no.12 hero triumphed over their formidable adversary. The grand hall erupted in a crescendo of cheers, echoing the aspirations deep within Keagan's heart. At that moment, a profound yearning swelled within him, the yearning to someday stand among those esteemed heroes. He nurtured an unspoken desire to partake in battles of such magnitude, to emerge victorious.

"We're with you no matter what you decide. Our journey isn't just about saving realms; it's also about finding our place in the world and the people we care about." In that moment, a realization dawned on Alex. Being a hero didn't require them to be perfect; it required them to be true to themselves and to those they held dear. They could be a hero and still cherish the memories of Havenbrook, their family, and their friends. The two aspects of their life were not mutually exclusive. As the stars emerged in the night sky, Alex felt a renewed sense of purpose. They had embraced their destiny and had come to understand that being a hero wasn't about being infallible but about embracing their v

Nathan's voice booms around the room, though his tone doesn't increase. Suddenly, his features harden, a frown deeply creasing his forehead. "Hold on to your assigned partner, fight alongside him, and be careful. I'd rather lose the battle than one of you." At that moment, Nathan is almost vulnerable, human as concern and responsibility fall heavily on his shoulders. His stare stops to linger a minute longer on me. "I don't want any heroes here. Don't run towards danger, put yourself in an impossible fight, or turn into a martyr, because all the heroes are dead," he finishes decidedly.

"I can help you. But I have one condition." "What condition?" Kaia immediately let go of my hand, her eyes flickering with panic. "Next week is Werewolf Valentine's Day. If you publicly confess to Chris and he chooses you in front of everyone, I will step aside and reject him." "But..." Kaia hesitated upon hearing my words. "Don't you believe in his love for you?" I urged her further. "Alright! I'll do it!" With a grateful smile, Kaia left. I watched her retreating figure and shook my head. She overestimated Chris' courage. Though he loved her, what he loved more was his own status.