My Hero Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Besides, I didn’t like the way she spoke of you. If you never learned how to ride horses, it’s not entirely your fault. It’s their incapacity to let you experience everything they let Felicity experience.” If I woke up today knowing I love Draco, at this moment, I knew that I would never love anyone as much as him. He might be a villain to someone else, but not for me. He would always be my hero and the victim of a cruel game that fate played on us. I wish I could tell him everything. And I wish he would believe me. What chance do I have when they have proof of a bond between them while all I have is my word? —-----------------

He sweeps the pad of his thumb over my swollen bottom lip. I grip his wrist, lowering it from my face. “Maybe this is a sign from the gods that we just aren’t meant to be together, Quenten. Perhaps there is no happily ever after in our story.” Rapidly blinking my tears away, I sigh, turn away from him, and run up the stairs as fast as I can. Quenten Yilmaz is going to be the death of me…

I abruptly pulled away from his grasp, clutching a pillow in front of me, glaring at him with sharp, wary eyes. I had no idea who he was! "What?! Who did you say is your boyfriend?!" Justin's eyes bulged with anger, and he slammed his fist on the bedside table. Raleigh was his archenemy, ever since childhood! He had consistently been defeated by Raleigh, nurturing a profound hatred for him that he couldn't even articulate. As I looked around the empty hospital room, then at Justin, who was approaching with growing fury, I shouted anxiously, "Don't touch me! I don't know you!"

“I always protect you, Rose. Always. And I always will.” My mind burns with the memory of the first moment I saw her, in that crowded mall, my world narrowed down to her alone. She was mine the second our eyes met. No god, no man, no human, and certainly not my foolish nephew, could ever take her from me. Yes, I am the villain in her story. She may see me as the danger, the chaos, the obsession she’s fought to escape. But in the shadows of her confusion, in the fractures of her heart, I am her hero. The one who will never let go, even when the world tells her. Even now, I feel the sharp, dark thrill of knowing that no matter what she believes, no matter what she chooses… she will always be m

he asked as he beat his chest smugly. "I am a bonafide hero in the making. A firm soldier for Christ and Hero league." Luke bragged on, prancing on the short space alloted to his Squad. "Not to mention my popularity with the ladies," he said as he came to a stop, waved his ash-blonde hair and threw a wink at a nearby girl from another squad. She rolled her eyes and quickly looked away. ~~~ Kevin took an empty sit two spaces near Aiden. "Aiden," he said coolly.

“Who wouldn't? I'll ask you something, Alpha. If you were the one in your Luna's position, what would you have done? Or better yet, if someone discarded you like paper without even knowing you, and then forced you to be by their side because they suddenly discovered they love you, would you be happy? Would you believe that they love you? Chima's words left me disarmed, and I couldn't answer anything. I felt a weight fall upon me like stones on a cliff. "Don't torture yourself, Alpha. It will be difficult, but there's no war that can be won without fighting. You must be strong. Anastasia Jasón has a heart of gold and an unimaginable power that only you can control. She can't deny the attracti

He really exhausted me during my heat. This life feels like a daydream, and I did not know how to accept that it was real. All my life, no one made me feel this way. But in the back of my mind, Charlotte threatened my joy. Then the Elder Council, Alpha Hudson, and Luna Phoebe jogged into memory. My heart sank because they have not accepted me yet. The biggest question of all was, could I trust in the bond between me and Heron? Will I be enough for him? What were his real motives when he kissed his ex?

She quickly took a shot, and he grinned at her before pouring her another glass. She washed it down too, but he didn't stop pouring her more drinks, but she wasn't complaining because the excitement in his eyes and the smile on his lips as he gave her more drinks, was too her worth drinking even gallons if she has to, and slowly, she started drifting away. She didnt know what happened or how it happened, but all she knew was that she was suddenly in a room, removing her cloths, and having sex with one who was supposed to be Marco, her first love.

I said as I tried to grab it from her, but she stepped back and pushed my hand away. Her face twisted in annoyance. “Did I say you could touch it?” she spat. Tears clouded my eyes as she opened the letter and began to read it out loud. “I have always loved you, Nathaniel Fangs.” The whole place filled with murmurs. “You have a crush on my boyfriend?” Her brow rose as I caught sight of Nathaniel approaching us. “It’s not because you are the son of the alpha king,” she continued to read, “or because of how handsome you are. It’s because of your kind heart.” They all burst into laughter.

My brand of teenage heroism meant charging straight into the line of fire for my childhood friend. When they made him stand in the hall, I stood beside him. When people spread rumors about him, I set the record straight. When a pack of thugs cornered him, I came in swinging. Jessica Garner, the girl who grew up next door to me, was always on my case about never looking out for myself. Still, she stood beside me in the hall. She guarded the door to the PA room for me. She carefully dabbed ointment on my cuts, one by one. Years later, Daniel Jonasson's fiancée cleaned him out. He lost both his money and the woman he loved. My heroism flared up again. Within half a month, I gathered the