Izuku Hates Heroes Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"It is... only if the girl ain't from his mortal enemy's family." Izzy got enemies? I knew Izzy wasn't the perfect kind of guy but it's kind of hard to believe he had actual enemies with his personality. "What's he gonna do about it?" Roam shrugged. "I don't think Yzmael is willing to take the risk of winning her. He was everything but the romantic type anyway." Well, that's hard to believe. I actually think Izzy would make a great family man. He was funny and caring and always ready to help. Of course I wouldn't tell that to him. I didn't want his ego go skyrocket once he'd hear my compliments.

GINEVRA But then Izzy had this unsatisfied look on her face. . .as though she wanted more and I'd agree with her if that was the case. "I really hate that face of yours, what a shame a good looking man like you had to be this wicked and disgusting," Izzy said and knelt before my father, placing both his hands on her shoulders before tsking. "This one is for my girl," she muffled and looked back at me, gaining a subtle smile from me. "Not that I care, but hold on tight especially when it hurts because it's going to hurt bad." She breathed and began peeling the skin of my father's face.

She didn’t let it stop her, though, and when she reached me, his nail marks were in her flesh. As soon as I locked eyes with her, I felt it. Izzy was my mate. "Mine." "Yours." Izzy replied softly before caressing my hair carefully. "I knew you were mine." God, I was feeling so weak. ‘Goddess,’ Knox growled, but I knew he was happy that Izzy wasn’t just ours by choice. She was ours in every way. Even the Moon Goddess, whom I didn't even know existed until last month, wanted us to be together.

Lupa whimpered in my head, knowing the amount of pain that would cause both Izzy and Damian, "Are you sure?" Izzy closed her eyes as she nodded her head, "He had his chance .... if he didn't want me back then for who I was, he doesn't deserve me now just because his stupid Moon Goddess says I'm the one ....." "The Moon Goddess has her reasons," Lupa grumbled, taking offense to Izzy's words. Izzy looked over at me with wide eyes, realizing how what she said must have sounded. "No! That's not what I mean! I just mean that if he didn't want me without the bond ....."

IZZY'S POV, “I... I love you, Izzy.” The words echoed in my head as I woke up the next day, feeling thoroughly exhausted. My body was loose like every single muscle and tendon had been reduced to the finest thread. I was sore, too; just shifting my hips sent sparks of electricity flying throughout my body. I also realized that I was pressed up against Jasper, the same way we did that day. His muscular arms were draped against my small frame, securing me in place. I wasn't sure how we ended up in that position, but I wasn't complaining about it because it felt nice. Waking up dad after day, on an empty bed reminded me of the betrayal.

"Izzy will help you. That's how I do it. Snow, my wolf, can almost always guess my opponent's next move. She reads their body language. The more in tune with your wolf you are, the better a warrior you will become. Snow's like my best friend. Like a sister." "I'm doomed," I cried. "Izzy hates me." "I don't hate you," Izzy retorted in my head. "I just think you make stupid choices like most of the time." "Like coming here? That was stupid? 'Cause, it turns out I was right and you were wrong."

All we wanted in life was to make our mate happy, and now that we have one, she doesn't want us. "Let go of me!" She snarled and shoved us hard enough to fly across the clearing. To be fair, we would never use our full strength against her. If we hurt her even more than we already have, we wouldn't fogive ourselves. Heck, we can't forgive ourselves already. We never wanted to hurt Izzy, and now that she's our mate it just makes it worse. We killed her parents. We were monsters.

"You're still in the city anyways. I'll still get to see you." "True. Then why don't you visit when you can. I can have you join my drills if you're interested." "I'll think about it" "How about one last race between us?" Dune was a pretty good teacher. Julius sensei was strict and professional. Felius sensei is sensible yet she can't relate with him. She doesn't even need to touch up with her governess Julia. While Gran Iruka sensei was an eye-opener of a teacher, they only had a few days together. Dune had become a bit of a friend over the weeks. It was also thanks to him, that she was more confident to go out and take riskier requests.

Hoping that this wouldn’t start a stir because Hazel really was one of the best brains and kindest hearts in the trenches, Sush said, “Well, the mavericks are getting along with some of our own. It’d be wrong for us not to do the same with their leader.” Hazel sighed, resigned, seeing Sush’s point without much effort. “Why isn’t he like that with me, though?” she questioned, getting lost in thought for a moment. Then her eyes snapped wide in horror when she whispered, “Is it because I look like Izabella? Is that why he’s allergic to me? Wait, do I even look like Izabella?” “Hazel,” Sush took the tray, paid and led them to the lunch table. “Give yourself more credit. You look nothing like tha

He pulled her into his arms, holding her close as they both tried to unwind from the tension of the day. “I wish this wasn’t our reality,” Izzy murmured, her head resting against his chest. “I wish we could just live a normal life without all this danger.” Dante kissed the top of her head, his arms tightening around her. “I know, Izzy. I wish that too. But until the day comes when I can completely rid us of this world, I’ll keep fighting. I’ll keep protecting you, and the kids, no matter what.” Izzy looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and understanding. “And I’ll be here, standing by your side, every step of the way.”