Mohinder Heroes Novels & Stories

Demi alluded, “The horror that is the Moore family is comparable to the terror that is Sachin Taylor. “The Moore family has the Four Vajra and the Twenty-Three Golden Garrison. All of them are top experts in the southern martial arts community. Each one is capable of taking on an army on their own. “On top of that, the Moore family has a son of heaven by their side. And that one is even more difficult to deal with.” A scene flashed in Tyr’s mind in that instant. It was the incident of him clashing against Auster Moore at the Golden Temple.

He asked professionally. "With whom?" Manik asked. "Song would be fusion of Indian and western music ..... Hero is from India and heroine is from USA ..... Jenna Forbes recently won an pageant event in her country" he was explaining in details. "So what's my role in it?" He assumed there is something and because of that Abhimanyu is talking in circles. "Umm u just have to pretend an apology that's it " he said not looking at Manik and tried to being casual. "Please elaborate" he asked calmly.

Sahir looked at him blankly. "Who touched my Madonna?" Sahir asked him bluntly, a lone tear rolled down through his eye. Altaf looked at him in shock. "He is... Hosseini's Son, Hussain !" The moment Altaf said, Sahir's fist clenched tightly on the gun. "Take this man to the hospital" He said. His men followed his order. Sahir didn't kill him, even though he betrayed him. Sahir was not broken yet, though he left Mafia the possessive lover in him never died.

Arric yelled out as he moved his play piece to corner my King on the chess board. “Must you yell?” Past Azura winced as she covered her ears, but in a playful manor. “I think everyone in town heard you.” “Oh come on! This is the first time I have beat you in this game. I am ready to go to the top of the mountain to let the whole world know that for the first time in thousands of year's I, Arric Chasm, have over powered the Dragon Queen.” I snorted at that comment. This was the first time I was referenced as a Queen. While it was technically true, the idea of being Queen sounded weird. I was anything but regal.

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My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

We were sitting in her room catching up, we hadn't seen each other in two weeks. "Yeah, he should be here soon." Mia replies. Diego Garcia is our other best friend, Mia, Diego, and I have been inseparable since we were seven years old. Suddenly, the door opened, "I've arrived," Diego shouts. He always does this. He's a very dramatic person. Diego Garcia is a hacker for our mafia, along with Mia, much like me, Diego and Mia never go on missions. We mostly work from our warehouses. "Stop screaming, Diego." I scold him jokingly.

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.

My smile faltered immediately when I heard what she said next. “Mom.” Mayra called her in a warning. “It’s okay, Mayra. She is stronger than anyone else present here,” Mohini commented without breaking her gaze with me. “Thanks for saving my life, Mohini. I…. I know that was a difficult decision for you too, and given the fact that you are a healer and also a seer, I can’t even think about the level of difficulty for you.” I replied to her with a serious gaze, my tone having my utmost sincerity.