Novel & Cerita My Favourite Hero

she asked, picking up the book. "Pureblooded Potterhead," I replied proudly. "You're looking at someone who's reread Harry Potter so many times that I’ve started cramming what happens on what page." Her face lit up as she said, "You're kidding, me too. I love those books. But Chamber of Secrets is my favourite." “How can you say that?” I gasped. “Deathly Hallows was the best.”

His breath is harsh, “Don’t stop.” Goddess, he is not helping. I grit out, “My favourite books are mysteries. My favourite food is seafood. My favourite hobby is cooking. My favourite colour is dark blue.” Like his eyes. “Favourite movie?” “Don’t have one. Alpha Rick thought movies were a waste of time.” Hunter looks stunned, and his eyes shift back to their normal deep blue. “I’ll watch them with you.” He promises, “I’ll watch anyone you like. Just, don’t let me make love to you right now.”

"You're not cool, Ken." "Why am I not? I like Daniel Craig better than stupid Hulk or Thor." "Hey! Chris is hot!" I complained. "Which superhero do you like?" He asked and I smiled. "I love Iron Man." "Why Iron Man?" "Technology Ken, technology related is cool." He chuckled. "Do you play instument?" I asked. "Nah.. Hailey does." He said. "Hailey? She plays what?" "Piano." "Cool.. If a guy can play instrument is so sexy, sexier than he has a build body." I said dreamy and he smiled.

"Thanks. You look ravishing," "I know right!" She squealed. "I was chatting with Jiro last night and he told me one of his favorite animated movies is Monster High and his favorite characters are Draculaura, Ghoulia, and Clawdeen… the point is that he loves Draculaura and I do too so I felt the urge to wear one of my altered collections." She said with so much pride, her noise raised. Tristan scoffed with disgust and Starliss sighed as she joined us.

That was partly the reason why I did not want to spend time with her, she did not know me. "What do you guys have planned for today?" my dad asked. I loved my dad. He was possibly my favourite person in the world. It was always the two of us until my mum and then I got another favourite person. My dad still trumps my mum though. "I don't know," I mumbled, the stray string on my shirt was a lot more interesting than anything around me. "Buddy, what's wrong?" he sat up in his chair. My mum left us to talk under the guise that the baby needed to be changed. I have smelt when Danny needed changing and it did not smell like that.

Casey laughed again hoping to get feet singing along and raising the toy car in the air. It was a beautiful sight watching her move around so freely and happily. There wasn't that scared look on her face anymore, she was smiling and it reminded me a little of Andrea. She had my look but Andrea's smile. My smile wavered a little bit. Casey tapped me excitedly. "Look...look". She pointed at the TV. "It's Gecko, he's really strong and my favourite. He beats Night Ninja a lots". She says excitedly and I smile looking at the TV of weird superheroes.

I wheeze as I take a sip of my coffee. “Why do you take my words so seriously?” “I hate you,” she frowns. “Liar,” I wheeze again and she smacks my arm. We finish our breakfast. “You look beautiful, by the way. White is my favourite colour,” I mutter. “I didn’t wear it to impress you or to have your attention, Mr Torres,” she bites her bottom lip, probably holding back her smile. “You don’t have to anyway. I’m already drawn to your existence,” I say.

“Can today get any worse?” I slowly found my way down to the kitchen, hoping to get some alcohol to calm my nerves. I looked around at how expensive his kitchen gleamed and wondered if he did anything here. “Gosh, his kitchen is so beautiful, it's just a pity… too bad the owner isn't pretty on the inside.” While ransacking the wine cabinet. “Finally — my favorite. Merlot. It's been long. I remember how I fell in love with you, and it's so good to see you again.” which my lips got talking to the non object but it gave me peace.

Oh goddess, he was delicious. I made my way to the table and sat in the empty chair next to Serena. I could barely look at him, now that I was so close. Glancing at Serena, I saw a little smirk. She knew exactly what I was thinking. His power washed over me and I bit my lip to stifle a gasp. He was looking at me, he desired me. When I finally managed to look at him, I recognized him. Duncan Stanford, Fenrir. Classified as a terrorist by humans, but a hero to supernaturals. On par with me as ‘The Phantom’ in the eyes of the government. My comrade in arms, as it were.

Kayden teased as he hugged her. “I miss you throne, It actually hurts to be so far away from you. What do I do?” Kayden muttered in her hair. Gemma hugged him back. He is her favourite person in the world, and she wouldn't change it for anything. Kayden was her all, he literally loved her when no one did, she was grateful to his man right here, and she did be damned if she lies to herself that she's so attached to Kayden. “I love you more than you can ever know. You are my favourite person, Kayden.” Gemma said into his chest.