My Favourite Hero Novels & Stories

Him -"Are you an idiot? Did you not hear what Harry just said? She is his sister. The one who we used to call as mysterious one." She -"Yes. She is the one who is known as more powerful than Harry. And Harry himself affirmed that too number of times." She -"If i had to select someone as my favourite person or an idol i would have chosen Serene over anyone. Not just that she is powerful physically, but also mentally and practically in all manner." She -"Yeah. But Soham is so good looking and has the best background with the most powerful family." Him -"But again, Serene is no more less than anyone."

They were looking at the Luna who was now a monster. "Rhea," Ash whispered, his voice a broken whisper. "What have you done?" "I have chosen," Rhea said, her voice affame with a savage, awful power. "I have chosen my family. I have chosen my friend. I have chosen the boy who rescued me. I have chosen the vampire who taught me what a hero truly appears like. I have chosen the monster who taught me what a hero truly appears like." She looked at her friends, her eyes burning with a fierce loyalty. "I've chosen you. All of you. And I've chosen him. All of you. And I… I won't let you harm him. Not today. Not ever."

That was when my grandma took me to therapy but I was quiet every session so I dropped it. “You can stay as long as you want. I'm sorry.” He pulls me for a hug and I hug him back. I guess a part of me is grateful to have him as a friend. We let go off each other and he wipes a tear i didn't even realise was there. I let go off him and stare at the TV. “I hate Homelander.” I say out of sudden. Homelander is the biggest villain in The Boys. “What? Who's your favourite then?” He's not going to believe me.

Tirana is the capital city of Albania. A beautiful city with a million natural beauties. However, behind all its beauty, the city holds a deep wound for a man named Jack Macario. A 30-year-old man who since childhood has tasted the bitterness of life, and until now Jack is still friends with sadness. Likewise today, destiny intends to take what Jack loves and cares for the most.

, I say then asks, “If you could have a superpower what would it be?” “Invisibility. What superpowers would you want?”, he answers then asks. “Super speed!”, I answer excitedly. “What is your favorite tv show?”, I ask. “The Big Bang Theory. What’s yours?”, he asks. “Lucifer; favorite movie?”, I ask. “Black Panther. What’s yours?”, he asks. “Creed; Favorite kid show?”, I ask. “Lilo and Stitch!”, he answers without hesitation. “Your’s?”

He suggested. "Okay. My favourite song is by Attention by Charlie Puth. My favourite band is One Direction. Five Seconds of Summer are cool too but I'm more of a Directioner. I don't like Harry Potter, Twilight is my favourite. I like vanilla flavour. My brother and mom always fight with me about which is the best flavour. For me, it's vanilla, my mom likes chocolate, Ryan likes strawberry. I love Nutella, who doesn't? I-" "I don't," Darren said, cutting me off.

But who in their right mind would break a blood oath? I liked to spend part of my free time from studying with books on history and diaries of the dark ones. My favorite historical figure was, without a doubt, Augusta Reid. This strong-willed heroic woman became my idol, and this played an important role in my indefatigable desire to change our lives for the better.

She did not even know all the hotkeys–let alone things like cast delays or talent builds. "I think-" She stammered, fingers twisting nervously in the hem of the Chanel dress that was not even hers. "I think you should pick Frost Shield. "At least it helps you survive." She tried to sound confident, offering what seemed like a reasonable answer. Cedric's expression turned cold immediately. I let out a quiet, merciless laugh. "That's a useless talent only beginners under level thirty would choose. "Moonlight Glow is called the number one mage for a reason–max damage, perfect positioning, zero defensive talents.

That was why Samuel's friends had covered for him whenever it concerned Whitney. None of them could have ever imagined that the woman Samuel loved had always been Ingrid. "Then why were you so good to Whitney?" Jason couldn't help but ask. Samuel let out a long breath and leaned back against the booth, tipping his head back slightly over the edges of the cushion. It was because Whitney had noticed him when no one else saw him. She gave him the candy that Charles never had. Even after he found out later on that he only got the candy because Charles didn't want it, he still treasured it.

Well, it’s a shame that a woman does it better. Three long meetings later. I called it a day and headed out back to my car. My mum and I made plans that we would meet at my brother Reese's house. In case, you couldn’t tell, my mum is one of my best friends forever; I just had a close relationship with her since the moment I was born. So, I turned my car on and made my way to his house. Did I forget to mention that he the Sicilian Mafia Boss, the most feared man , as well as one of the most influential men in the world yet, had place in his heart had a soft spot for his sweet wife Ophelia. I rang the doorbell. Reese opened the door looked at me up and down.