My Hero One Shot Novels & Stories

Olivia said and the doctor came out of the operating room, he approached Olivia and Liam who were in front of their room. "Doc, how is he?" Olivia said. “Are you the Omega?” the doctor said. "Yeah, I'm his mate," Olivia said. "I'm sorry, but the bullet that was shot at his chest went too deep and almost penetrated his chest, he tore a vital part in that area, and we tried our best but—" “No!! What do you mean? why is there a but? don't say anything to me! I want to meet him!” Olivia tried to enter the room but the doctor stopped her.

Victor's gaze shifted back and forth, measuring, searching for an advantage. "You're above me," he growled. "You're thinking being better than me makes you heroes. You are not better. Less barbarous. Less scarred." "No," Elena answered. "We are not the same as you. Never have been." Victor snarled, throwing up his gun — but Elena was faster. She shot. The bullet caught Victor in the chest and he reeled backward, furrowed brow twisting in shock before he fell back on the wall and landed hard on the floor.

Then I finally noticed it. A shadow. There's a shadow above me. Someone was standing on top of the container behind me. Before I could look up to see who it was, the figure landed in front of me. His silhouette was familiar. I recognized his back. That stance and those gloves… Uno. Time slowed. I dropped on the ground and his back was on me. The last thing I saw was him raising his own gun then everything was a blur of motion. Bang! Another body drops to the ground. Then a flash of movement. Quick, precise, and calculated action.

I blinked, startled by her words. She held a gun in her hand, and she had pointed it straight at Hero's head. • • • HERO POV I felt the panic rising around me, but I just raised an eyebrow at the man standing before me. “You gave your pregnant mate a flare gun?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

He's just fulfilling her final wish. 'What's her final wish?' 'A child that belongs to her and Sean.' I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

Victor sniggered, roaring his orgasm and pumping his load into her ass with a triumphant grunt. Tears pooled in Teresa's eyes, her orbs begging her daddy to make this man stop. "Please, daddy," she begged feebly, her ass clenching, which only turned Victor on more, prolonging his orgasm. Antonio couldn't just keep watching. He snapped. The jealousy was unbearable. Watching her cry was worse. Making a split second decision, he pulled his gun from the nightstand and shot Victor point-blank in the head, right between the eyes. The rival don slumped dead onto Teresa.

Though I know almost nothing about guns, the sound sounds to be suppressed, possibly a gun used to kill silently in order not to attract any form of attention from the neighborhood. “Shit! What a fuck!” I yelled as we land on the floor. My hero gently places his hand on my lips to prevent me from talking. His hand smells so good, so fucking good that I almost forgot we are in the middle of a war. There I was, sitting on the bed just confidently looking at him not knowing that I was about to be shot, yet he knew. He turns off the light and everywhere becomes dark. I was immediately glad that the darkness has finally hidden us from the sight of the shooter but I did not know what is about to h

Rent was one of the major headaches of living in the capital city but he was well paid so he could afford it. Muhammad now had an idea about who he was dealing with because he now knew that he was no match for The First One when it came down to physique, speed or killer instincts. The only chance he might have against The First One is his psychological abilities and that was what he was going to use to take down the psycho. He needed to find a way to stay alive if he was going to end up being the last man standing in their inevitable showdown. There was a car parked outside his house with members of the Tactical Assault Team (TAT) of the SSS keeping watch over him but he was still not taking

he vowed, "I will make all of you pay tenfold for what you did to me and to my parents!" Everyone burst into laughter at Onel's words, but Blue's smile turned to a scowl. "Enough of this bullshit," he growled. "I have matters to attend to after this. Goodbye, slut." With that, Blue extended his claws and buried them deep in Onel's heart. Onel's vision grew blurry with tears as he looked up at the full moon. "Why are the Goddesses so cruel to me?" he thought. "Is this really how my life would end?"

Roghd crouched and began packing a small sack with a few seeds, some dried berries, salves made from herbs found throughout the forest, supplies to make a fire, and an extra set of clothes. He handed me the bag, his midnight eyes gave me a loving look saying everything words could not. I hugged him. “I love you.” “Blessed be” he softly stroked my hair I turned to Jace. He didn’t meet my eyes but he moved close to me and wrapped his arms around me.