Mock Heroic Novels & Stories

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

Hulk charged at me and a smile broke out of my face. People knew not to do that but his size had misled him and it would be his last mistake. Just as he got to me, I swiftly kicked his legs which sent him crashing to the hard floor with a loud thud. Loud cheers erupted from the crowd at this. He made to stand up but I delivered another hard kick to his rib cage, putting all of my anger into that single kick. I heard the sound of cracked bones and it was soothing. Just as I was about to repeat the motion, he held on to my leg and flipped me and I landed on the ground.

Mom knew all about my failed trip with Randell to Montville and how he had abandoned me all alone and helpless there, taking away all my money and leaving me penniless so I couldn't even find another hotel if I wanted to. She also knew that I was verbally harassed and probably nearly assaulted by an Uber driver there. On top of that, she was also aware that I would have been trapped in the Montville floods had I stayed there just a moment longer if I wasn't able to catch the flight to Merunica. Mom was best friends with Randell's mom, Hilary Jacobson, and she had also apologized profusely to Mom before for this incident, so Mom decided to just let it be for Hilary's sake.

Soft and persuasive, persistent, compelling. Miah knew she should obey Alexander. She dissolved into a fine mist, and moved farther away from the combatants. She had never seen anything as terrifying as the rogue. He exuded evil, yet Alexander stood calmly, tall and straight, unbelievably beautiful in his light and truth. She saw him as an angel with a sword, a dark guardian of the gate, a defender of those less powerful. He took her breath away. And she was truly proud of him. Proud of his decision to make the sacrifices that he had.

"I just hope he stays down, t'll be too dangerous for Dora to go stronger than that if he's that weak, might really kill'm." They were about to leave, but someone was shaking slightly. “Is that… Is that really?” Hope whispered, then took a breath and screamed. "THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL A HERO?! A HERO NEVER STAY DOWN!!!" He shouted so loudly that everyone shook. "Oi? Hope who are you cheerin' for?" "I'm sorry, my lady, but this is a personal matter... HEY! LEON!!! YOU SAID YOU WANT TO FIGHT TO SAVE THE WORLD, YOU HAVE THE HEART OF A TRUE HERO, SO STAND UP! DON’T LET HIM WIN!”

" Sir!" I tried to call him, but his eyes were still closed. Rather he looked in too much pain, his back was arched up. Creases appear on his forehead. " Sir!" My heart stops when suddenly his body drops back on the bed. His hand drops beside him. His eyes go still. And I move back in fear. He...he can't die...no ..moon goddess please... You can't do this. He is my hero. The strongest man in the world. He can't die so easily. " Logi. I am home!" I hear Mom's voice in the background. And I froze.

I fight the urge to snicker out loud. “ Honour my ass! Why would a dead person seek honour? Does he think that will make him a hero in the eyes of that bastard Victor? They'll just be replaced and forgotten like the weaklings they are. The warehouse door slams open, and there he is, gun blazing, dropping one of Jace’s guys with a single shot to the shoulder. Jace and the remaining one guy start firing shots in his direction. Hera and I are quick to take action. I manage a non-fatal shot to the other goon but Jace takes cover in time.

So much was riding on today, and if he wins this award, it will be the start of us officially for the world to see, and I couldn't wait. "For his role as Liam Chester, the supporting husband to Actress Michelle Williams, The Best Actor award goes to Luke Higgins!" The host announced with a smile. Immediately, I jumped from the couch, and the bowl of popcorn fell onto the floor, but I didn't care and was just too happy to mind about something like that at the moment. Luke was the Best Actor! His dreams were finally coming true! And as his girlfriend and biggest fan, I couldn't be any more proud of him.

"Has anyone ever told you that you deflect compliments like they're personal attacks?" That made me laugh despite myself. "Maybe once or twice." "It's endearing, actually. Modest heroes are the best kind." Her smile turned almost flirtatious. "Though I have to wonder what it would take to make you actually accept a compliment." "There you go with the hero thing again." "Because it's true." Her voice grew serious. "What you did, Hunter... it was extraordinary. And the fact that you can't see that just makes it more impressive."

The number one healer on the server. Game ID: Miracle Hands. This time, I wore a soft, elegant French-style dress and took my seat early at a high-end restaurant. Miracle Hands turned out to be the refined type–gold-rimmed glasses, polished, dangerous in a quiet way. All it took was one sentence: "Last time in the dungeon, your positioning almost wiped the entire team. You still owe me an apology." Just like that, he willingly cut my steak for me, poured my wine–completely at my service.