Miraculous Hero Novels & Stories

Giving someone false hope is-. "Despicable and evil." I finish for him. "But then again, I only promised I would think about it." Lucy smiles. 'Those odds are good enough for me.' "Then will you come out?" 'How?' Lucy questions with an innocent smile. 'You need to give me permission to leave this place first.' "Oh..." I clear my throat. "Lucy, I release you from the mirror!" The mirror starts glowing in my grip, and I readjust my hands, gasping when I look down at what appears to be a baby demon.

That person truly deserved their surprise and admiration as it was going for a year now when the Blessed Organizations is built halfway-through. They were pleasantly surprise but more felt shock but felt more relieved, at least, one of the so called saviours of mankind helped them, a pitiful Hero who only gets their ability by the rain. The guy with a scar on his tanned but big face which look exactly like the leader of the heroes who came to rescue, opened and swipe something in his watch resulting for a virtual screen to appear in front of his eyes and also for the Heroes members sight. Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old

It's midnight and Arlo is still with me. He hasn't left my side since Hunter attacked me. Flashback of the Haunted House breakthrough. I don't know what to do now. Breaking up with Hunter is risky business, but staying with him was dangerous for my body. I can still feel his hands inserting themselves into places I never agreed to, but despite it, I have to stay with Hunter. He and Model Perfect are a package deal because Aftershock is owned by them. All these decisions make me never want to become an adult.

"Darkness is rest. Darkness is the soil where seeds grow. It is protection." She tapped the table. "You seek glory, Alaric. You think killing a 'monster' will make you a man." She reached into her pocket. She pulled out a small shard of glass. It wasn't ordinary glass. It shimmered with a disturbing clarity. A piece of the Truth Mirror. "Take this," Vespera said, sliding it across the table. "What is it?" "A mirror. When you meet a 'Hero', hold this up to them. If they are truly good, they will shine. If they are monsters in gold armor..."

His eyes met mine, pleading and hopeful. “Please come back,” Miracle said, her voice soft and sincere. “We need you.I need you. You're the best doctor there is and you're the only one who can make me feel better. Please come back" I swallowed hard, glancing between her and Lucas. My heart was torn. I wanted to believe her, to trust her words, but the wounds of the past were still fresh. And then there was Lucas. What if he somehow managed to convince her to do this, but then again, this is Miracle we're talking about. She's not one to bow to pressure, that knowledge was enough to reassure me that maybe this was genuine

Her skin is peeling off and she is screaming in pure agony. Her screams echo throughout my body, reaching out to my heart and making me bleed. I run forward again, my body colliding with the wall of darkness. Pain courses through my body, but I don’t stop. I continue hitting the wall, again and again and again. Nothing happens and her screaming never ceases. Shifting back to my human form, I place my hand on the wall of darkness and shout her name. “ MIRACLE! ” Slowly, she fades out of my vision and it’s like I can feel her in my bones even if I can’t see her.

She would never understand this family’s cutthroat methods. Patricia was the only innocent one among the three, but she dreaded to think about what might happen once Greg and Christian tainted her mind with manipulative teachings. “Of course not,” Camille said quietly. “My loyalty remains tied to your family.” “Good. Then you’ll have no problem doing this little mission for me, right?” Christian said, his voice turning chipper. Which only meant that bad news was coming, Camille dreaded. “What is it?” “I want you to get close to Michael McGregor.”