Mock Heroic Novels & Stories

"Yeah, he's my real-life hero." Quade hummed and his playful grin morphed into something a little more sinister, "I'm not much of a fan of heroes. I've always told my girl, it's the villain that will burn down the world for you, damn the consequences." "That's a bit extreme." Quade shrugged, "Sometimes people need to feel an extreme kind of love." Victor glowered at Quade. This time he didn't ask for my hand, he took it and weaved our fingers together before baring his teeth as his friend.

"Sarah, why don't you ever talk about what happened in the alley?" Sarah was caught off guard. She stammered a reply, "I . . . I just thought you'd talk about it if you wanted to." "Okay, let's say I want to. Do you buy into all this 'hero' nonsense?" "What you did for Paige was the most unselfish thing I've ever seen," she said firmly. "You were lucky to come out of it alive. If that's not being a hero, I don't know what is." "I want to say something, but I don't want you to get the wrong idea." He paused, trying to collect his thoughts, "I don't think I'm a hero and in some ways I'm ashamed of myself." When he was greeted with shocked silence, Jeff continued.

He always smiled in the face of adversity, He could always see the brighter side of any situation and would never hesitate to help others when they are in need, even giving second chances to people who deserve none of it. Kent was seen as the people’s hero and even the most hardened gladly bowed their heads in service to him because he was the hope that the people had lost long ago. Though Chimera is seen as a hero by the people just like his brother despite this Chimera prefers to fight with a feathered pen than a sword. But make no mistake he is equally as powerful as him during the trials of strength Kent and Chimera must never clash as their power would easily destroy the Ark-planetoid.

“Really, I mean it. I’m a power brave. I can’t let my emotions get in the way of the upcoming battle. For Wilt and everyone’s sake.” Zeki smiled. “Spoken like a true hero, Sam.” “Hero? Me? At least I thought I was… no, that’s what Antifa said. I’m not a hero.” “Yes, you are,” he insisted. “Why else did Hercules choose you?” “For my potential,” I replied. “And redemption.” “Redemption?” many of them muttered. “Hercules said that he had so much regret about his past. He saw my potential to become a real hero. I guess he wanted us to rectify both of our sins.”

Nothing compared to the laughter of Micah or Lukas when they rode on their grandpa’s back. Quickly postponing a few things, I headed home. After years of wallowing in misery I didn’t deserve, now it was time for me to relish the love. Happiness was all mine. A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR Thank you so much for reading Resisting Her. It took me a lot of time to get this book out since the release of the Getting Over Him in January 2019 because of some personal issues that threw me off balance. This story is so close to my heart, because this is so relatable to my personal life, excluding fictional twists to keep you entertained, while the core remains betrayal and moving on. Check out Getting Over Hi

“Well, at least I have more courage than the hundreds of other men who didn’t come. At least I saw something that could have needed me and so I sought to help. What’s so wrong about that?” “You’re going to die anyway, you know that right?” “You believe that we are going to lose?” Gwen could not help but be surprised. “I believe that we will lose and that you need to go back to where you came from and give up your hero complex.” he stood back up straight, giving her an amused look. “Where did all of your cocky attitude go? Should you not be saying that the enemy will not stand a chance against you and that you’ll be the reason Estril is victorious.”

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

,I said "And what if the same accident happens and worse you get killed?? Fuck no" I had no idea what I was doing In fact I had no idea about the whole situation , but I know I need to help I walked over to him and put my hands on his shoulders I don't even care who's around me and looking at me "Look at me",now it was my time to be the boss "I'm a Mafian Diego ",I sounded like I was trying to convince my self that

"It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.” "As crude as it may be to say that, what made your father a hero wasn't his lofty but naive ideal, neither was it his gentleness. But it was his strength. No matter what, no matter how, there was only one truth. Your father was the strongest and as such he was the representative of Justice. This is the sad truth of this world."

“Nothing you’ve said has made sense! You don’t know who killed her? She fell for a rogue? I don’t believe you.” He met my eyes, and there was an unnerving stillness there. “The real kicker is that you do. You do believe me because you know it’s the truth. I saw the way you protected that human. No tame, let alone an alpha, has ever risked their own identity to save a human. I don’t know what Hugo means to you, but I know it’s enough to risk your own life. You were ready to die that night.” My breathing faltered. “I just can’t…it can’t be true.”