I Need A Hero Holding Out For A Hero Novels & Stories

Einille almost lost her cool, but Vale gripped her shoulder, reminding her to calm down. “I can’t believe it, Ein! How could you do this to me?” Hero sounded as if he was aggravated. Einille’s blood boiled upon hearing those words. Vale gripped her harder, and she breathed out to hold herself more. “You have a problem with that, man?” Vale chuckled. “Einille is mine!” Hero roared and attempted to pull something from his hips.

Clarisse sheaths her sword, and Lucia kneels and says, " you don't need to be scared. I'm Lucia, a battle mage. And this is Clarisse, Knight of Esperia member. And you are?" Zane is nervous and can only think of how to run away from the two. He then responds, "Zane… just Zane, call me Z." "Nice to meet you, it's a pleasure to meet the new hero!" Lucia joyously says, lending a hand to Zane to stand up. "You better make sure you're right about him being the hero, Lucia," Clarisse grumpily says. "Hero?! Wait wait wait, I'm no hero. I don't even know what I am. There has got to be an understanding here," Zane confusedly says.

He's just fulfilling her final wish. 'What's her final wish?' 'A child that belongs to her and Sean.' I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

My eyes widened, tears welling up, blurring the edges of the glittering room. “So,” he continued, his gaze unwavering, full of a love that mirrored my own, “will you do me the honor of being mine? Forever?” He opened the box, revealing a simple, elegant ring, its diamond catching the light and sparkling like a tiny captured star. The world around us seemed to fade away, the music, the chatter, the cheering crowd – it all became a distant hum. All I could see were his eyes, brimming with love and anticipation, and the symbol of our future, held out to me.

My heart was too tired. I lifted my eyes to Mom, silently begging her to take me away. She pried Dad’s hands off us with sharp finality. “We’re leaving. Ava is mine to protect now.” Her hand gripped mine tightly, warm and steady. I knew, at last, she would never let me go. As we walked toward the door, something strange happened. Our bodies shimmered, becoming faint, translucent. Dad’s eyes went wide. “Fiona! Ava!” He lunged forward, panic flooding his face.

He yelled against the massive force. She used all of her magic but it was too weak. Her legs gave out as her body sagged and she was about to fall back but Eliot grabbed her in his arms. She was drained. She couldn't even move. Hunter's heart stuttered at her sight as he stepped forward to hold her but she flinched back into Eliot's embrace. "Don't," She was barely able to whisper that word staring at Hunter with dead hooded eyes. Eliot was gobsmacked by the crestfallen expression on Hunter's face. For Eliot Hunter was the strongest Alpha he had known and there was a saying that this man possessed no heart. But looking at him right now, he didn't know what to say anymore.

“Liam is a bully. I don’t like bullies.” “Mhm,” he rose to his feet and moved to stand near the wall of greenery. “You are a hero.” “Me?” I was astonished. “Oh, no. That’s Tarragon. She’s the hero. I’m just… me.” “No,” he turned back and offered me his hand. His palm was warm and calloused against mine and his arm strong as he lifted me to my feet. He smiled down at me and reached out to stroke a lock of my hair that had fallen free of its braid back behind my ear. “You are a hero. Every villain needs a hero, and you’re mine, Daethie. I think it’s safe for us to get out of here. What do you think?”

"Hey beautiful, do u need some help getting to your room?" My embarrassment from the dream last night, made my cheeks hot. I just wish he didn't see this. "No....... thanks for the offer Damon, but I think I can manage" Call it my rotten luck, but just after saying that as I stepped forward to move, I stumbled and embraced myself for a nasty face down fall. But I didn't fall, instead I found myself in Damon's arm. He helped me regain my posture and held on to me a little longer, until he was sure that I was standing safely.

News really have its way to fly and spread like a wildfire. Hero suddenly shifted his grip on my wrist to a wrap on my shoulder, pulling me closer to his chest. Dazed of how he protects Alyana, I looked up at him, his gaze pasted to everyone was so plain, I can't even read any emotion on them. "They are asshole---" "Shhh, they're here" Hero gave them a threatening look which, in an instant, suppressed the talking. Notice that shift of attitude? Fantastic! Note the sarcasm, please.

His shot his hand out to me to assist in my standing up and when I couldn't find the resources to withstand the pain and yelled out, he scooped me in his arms. Why did it have to be like this? So helpless and there usually is at keast one fine man to save me. I'll give it to this man, he was sexy. Built like a dream, muscular but not too hard, smelled divine and had a great personality. But....I could never give myself the hall pass to think if him like that. I loved Reese and they reminded me of each other. It was so eerie. "Relax Miss. Please you're going to wear yourself out. Lay your head on my chest and I'll get you to the car."