Mission Hero Novels & Stories

His fingers didn’t touch her, but the space between their hands warmed, the mark waking like a matched nerve. “I’m fine,” she said. He believed her and didn’t. “It’s quieter,” he said, meaning the bond. “For now,” she said. “Last night it felt like a wire pulled through bone.” They didn’t say thank you for pulling me out. They didn’t say I almost lost you. Those were words for people who hadn’t learned what the city did to tender things. His phone buzzed. He glanced down. A single line from his head of security: War room. Now. He didn’t move.

She did not dare pick it up. Hunter Shaw stood there, stunned. Then he collapsed onto the ground, mumbling, "It's over… it's all over…" Maya took Lily back from Vera herself. In the back seat of the car, I held my unconscious daughter tightly. Only then did the tension finally snap. I let out a long breath, tears pooling in my eyes. Thank God… my daughter was back. Otherwise, I don't know what I would have done. I glanced at the chat briefly. It was filled with celebration–nothing useful.

He is annoying. Earlier when Enzo and Flynn and I talked in the treehouse, I noticed that I accepted that it was my fate to be here with them. I can't explain how I feel if it's light or heavy in my heart but all I can say is that it's important that I'm alive until now. So I will accept whatever mission comes. I am undercover Freeda Adelaina Miller and I will never back down in any battle. I suddenly remembered my motto in life. It's a bit cringe lol.

Jasmine: you can come in Victor open the door and come in Victor sees what Jasmine is doing and he asked Victor : going on a mission right Jasmine: yeah (she knocked a pistol and put it at her back pocket ) Victor ::can i followed Jasmine: am one man army i love doing things alone Victor: just wanna follow up Jasmine: if you insist Victor : thanks Victor dressed normally without no gun He and jasmine get into a car and drive off Jasmine : victor maybe you should drive. Victor didn't oblige he just get to the driving seat and drive off Jasmine mission is to killed the man that want to become the president cause people have liked the man cause of his good work despite he is not even elected ye

Bodies are piled around her. Another shot fires from above us, and I look up. Missy is in an upper window using her lethal marksmanship on Federation soldiers. She's deadly with a bow too. I attack a soldier farthest from Marinah and make quick work of him. Marinah handles the other two with sweet efficiency. The red stripes are easier to kill than hellhounds. Another burst of gunfire has me looking back the way we came. Several Federation soldiers are almost on top of us. A glance at Missy's last location tells me she's found another vantage point. Slowly, I raise my hands, showing the soldiers my empty palms.

"Alright, we can do that." Eric, sounding like he had been deflated, murmured, "Well, whatever makes you happy, Yara." Right as their words hung in the air– Ding! Ding! Ding! The system alerts chimed in. [Conquest target: Eric, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Lance, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Ron, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Congrats, host! All three conquest missions are a wrap! Tallying up rewards...]

he says cutting me off. He lets out a sigh before looking back up to me. His eyes had softened. "Look, pup. I have been a beta long enough to understand that nothing ever gets solved in or by a shitty council who live off of dirty money and drugs. It's all business," he explained and I nodded subconsciously. "I would need your help," he says, and I blinked at him. What could I possibly do to help him in this mission? "Don't worry, I am not telling you to accept his proposal to be luna," he grunted clearly disliking the idea. I breathed out a sigh of relief.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

Mom is one of the most famous reporters in the country. She exposes all kinds of wrongdoing, and the public hails her as a champion of justice. What she doesn't know is that while she's out fighting for other people, I'm being viciously bullied at school. When I finally work up the courage to ask her for help, she gives me a disgusted look and tells me to quit being so dramatic. Eventually, my bullies beat me to death and bury my body in a reeking drainage ditch. When my body is finally dug up, Mom is the reporter sent to cover the scene.

How is that my fault? The general didn't waste any more breath on him. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Ma'am, the suspect is secured. The heart… It's completely ruined." Silence fell over the other end of the line. The silence stretched on, dragging out the seconds. Then, an old, choked-up voice came through the speaker. "Michael's… gone?" The general closed his eyes. "Yes, ma'am. 15 minutes ago." Muffled sobbing echoed from the phone.