My Hero Origins Novels & Stories

The ground beneath his boot didn't crack; it simply ceased to exist, atomized by the sheer, leaking pressure of his Origin Blood. The pitch-black Void crystal of his left arm suddenly shifted. It didn't act as a vacuum anymore. It synchronized flawlessly with the golden Origin Blood pumping through his right arm. The two opposing forces of the universe—the infinite hunger of the void and the boundless creation of life—merged perfectly within his body. He wasn't a CEO right now. He was the Apex Origin. The Conductor raised its hand, attempting to fire another singularity at Jack. "Formatting protocol—" Jack vanished.

He'll definitely be willing to be your baby's father] [If a man really loves you, he won't mind the baby in your womb. He'll only feel sorry for you.] [Liam's wife is just a housewife. All she does every day is shop. How can she compare to someone as young, beautiful, and lively as you?] [With a wave of your hand, Liam will gladly become your simp!] Every message showed Victor manipulating Chloe, and each one revealed how deeply he had schemed against me. Last came the hospital security footage from after Chloe's accident. After I refused to donate blood, Chloe threw a tantrum in the hospital. "How could Liam refuse to donate blood to me? He can forget about me ever speaking to him again!"

The guy flinched back in fear. His mind recalled the lost battle. And suddenly he realized where he was and how he ended up there. "S...Silvia?" The man tried and pretended to be unaware but Hunter wasn't having it. With a low growl, his claws extended out and he grabbed that guy's throat letting his claws pierce his skin causing blood to ooze out. "She... She was a seer who helped Alpha Alonso win all the battles," The guy said fearfully.

He rubbed her chest again with his fingertips and she resists the urge to close her eyes, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of having that kind of control over her, and yet she hoped he wouldn’t stop. “Even if Philip doesn’t want to let you go, I’ll make sure you get to go home.” With that, he quickly stood and causing her to lose balance for a moment as he pulled his hand away. She watched him move to the bowl of water by the door and rinse his hands before removing the heavy robe from around his body. She took note that it wasn’t just his chest underneath that robe that was worthy of gawking, but his entire body was covered in muscle. His back looked carved from stone, edgy and c

"My daughter's biological father was a war hero!" "A war hero?" Miriam blocked our path. "You say he's a hero—who's going to believe that?" She stepped closer, almost right in our faces. "I'd advise you to drop this. Save your energy and start reconsidering your options. Some schools just aren't meant for certain people." Mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What business is it of yours? What we do is our own business!" Miriam let out a scoff and brushed past us. But as her bodyguards followed, one of them deliberately shoved Mom—hard. She tumbled down the wet steps, landing in a heap on the soaked pavement.

A massive ice-blue dragon roared from my staff, surging into the sky. Absolute zero. All four enemies–frozen solid in place. "Now. Kill." My voice was calm. Cold. Matthew's ADC unleashed a storm of arrows from the backline, shredding their front line in seconds. Shadow emerged from the darkness like a phantom. A flash of steel–two strikes, and their unprotected carry was gone. Under Miracle Hands's perfectly timed shields, Cedric's swordsman descended like a war god. Blade flashing–cutting through the frozen, low-health enemies one after another.

“Why would you want this—want me—after everything?” This time, he did reach for me. His hand, warm and deliberate, found mine where it rested in a tight fist on my lap. He didn’t force it open, just let his thumb brush over my knuckles until I finally loosened, until my fingers slid between his like they were meant to. “Because you’re not what he did to you,” he said softly. “You’re every time you fought to get up again. Every breath you refused to let him take. You’re the strongest damn person I know.”

she whispered in his ear. Morpheus' back tensed, remaining silent for a while before murmuring, "I'm not a hero, either. I killed my own father. I'm a heinous murderer..."

After her statement, she witnessed Adrian vanish, eliciting horrified stares from the surrounding crowd. "How is he so fast?" ‘It's not speed, it's teleportation. It's the Origin Power,’ Megan thought. Her knowledge surpassed that of her companions. The Origin Power was one of the most closely guarded secrets within Dark Moon, intricately linked to the upper echelons of strength. A wielder of Origin Power held a significant advantage over ordinary Grandmasters, akin to the disparity between Grandmasters and eighth-level experts. It was two entirely different levels of existence.

(Barrier Tracendence stage) Alkhun was silent. 'He could use Tracendence stage.' "Calm down. Hear me out." Alkhun moved a meter away from the guy and it looks at him with those big white eyes. "Who are you? what are you doing this?" Alkhun asked and the guy shakes his head. "You are mistundertsanding I am from Arzar family. I'm Kine Arzar." He said and Alkhun didn't buy it. It makes it worse actually if this guy is from the Arzar family, then he should be here t kill me. Knowing that he is Alkhun Berhalksawn---