Romans & histoires Majestic My Hero Academia

His sharp eyes scanned the room with a mix of curiosity and indifference. Hero Jinro, the famous boy genius, son of a Nobel Prize-winning scientist. She had heard of him, of course—everyone had. His academic accolades were intimidating to say the least. At just 16, he was already an intellectual force to be reckoned with, the top student at his prestigious school and the ace of every competition he entered. Hero’s gaze locked onto her as he approached, his expression cool and unreadable. He didn’t have to say anything; his reputation preceded him. Polaris instinctively straightened up, feeling the weight of his attention.

Then again, they’re all about to commit a terrible infraction so maybe it comes with the territory. The lock clicks and the handle turns. Terra, with a flourish, pushes the steel door open. Kate feels like doing the Yatta Dance from My Hero Academia. But Terra and Babylee look very composed so she just praises and gives Terra a conservative pat on the back, as does Babylee.

I say with an obnoxious smile. “Of course, Lucas this is Luciana Morgenstern. She is our special student,” he says, motioning for the man to sit. “Special?” He asks with furrowed brows. “She is a hybrid. Mother was a Light Angel, father a Dark,” the headmaster explains. Mr. Night’s eyes widen and I sit down on the couch, watching with a bemused smirk. After all these years, they’re still terrified of hybrids. Even an adolescent one.

It's like the supernatural cracked something open in my brain, and now, even when I'm surrounded by humans, I can't stop seeing monsters. Halfway through class, the door opens, and a tall guy steps in. He has brown hair and blue eyes. He’s probably late because of traffic or life or both. He's handsome in that effortless way, the kind that makes everyone pause for a second. He scans the room, spots the empty seat beside me, and smiles as he walks over. "Hey, sorry," he whispers, sliding into the chair. "Got an extra pen?" "Yeah," I say, rummaging through my bag. When our fingers brush as I hand it to him, my stomach knots.

The only thing I could make out from her outfit was that it was a warsuit. Just when she felt a presence in her room, she turned and saw me. I smiled weakly at her. It seems Sage's first attack did a great deal on me considering the fact that I never strengthened my power level after I got my powers back. "Megan?" Morgana gasped. She ran up to me. She pulled me into her embrace but instead of reciprocating the gesture, I collapsed into her hands. Everything went fuzzy at first. I could not see her face clearly before it all blacked out.

Luna, ever the voice of reason whimpered, "But Luna doesn't like him! He gives off serious villain vibes! Run away, Nimue! Run! Girl, turn back!" I ignored them both. Ignoring my wolves was becoming a full-time job these days. Especially when it came to Jin Kisaragi. He was a walking, talking paradox – aloof yet intense, enigmatic—yet oddly comforting. And undeniably handsome. Like, ridiculously, stop-traffic, could-launch-a-thousand-ships handsome.

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.

It was a beautiful sight to see. "Hello Mia" a voice said beside me. I turned to see Ace. My breath got caught in my throat at the sight of him. Ace was dressed in a regal attire befitting his status as the Alpha. His black dress shirt was properly tailored, gripping his broad shoulders and muscles. The silver embroidery on his shirt glimmered in the sunlight. His tousled hair was neatly packed. His beautiful brown eyes glimmer Ed in the sunlight. His presence alone commanded respect. Anyone who saw him would be tempted to bow.

At the center of it all was their Ace, Kota Roku. Kota had a reputation that preceded him. He was a shadow in the court world, unreadable, lethal, and dangerously accurate. His uncanny ability to mirror any move and make it his own had earned him the title of The Phantom Ace. And now, that shadow had turned its gaze to Taiga. Just minutes before tip-off, Maya had grabbed Taiga by the arm and pulled him aside into the tunnel under the bleachers, away from the team and their growing nerves. The lights overhead flickered as if the universe knew what kind of match was about to go down.