My Hero Origins Novels & Stories

Anika - Female protagonist Advay - Anika's brother Anandhi - Anika's mom Saravanan - Anika's dad Nithya - Anika's friend Now for the HERO introduction! Yay! Peep! Peep! Our hero's name is Arjun! Yes, powerful as that. He is born to win. Just like Arjunan in Mahabharatham, he is very keen on his target and never misses his victory. He is 29years old 6feet tall and a guy who never misses to hit the gym. He has a face that will charm any girl. He is the most terrified in his business. No one has ever seen him smile except for his family members and his friends. He doesn't have many friends because he is not an outgoing person. He is a man who likes to keep things to himself. He has trust issues

Hero seriously asked with his eyes all to Shasha. "Locate me? Why?" Shasha suddenly felt scared. "Dad sent some people to find you, I did also after I normalized myself. They searched the whole city and town where you are and also the neighboring cities," Hero said still staring at Shasha immensely. "I was in Amadore city in one of its town. They can not recognized me maybe because I cut my hair so short and put big moles on my face. So they are looking at someone with my old pics," she seriously blurted out but smiled.

Alaric stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed. His gaze swept over every pair of fighters with cold precision. When he wasn't speaking, his entire presence radiated the kind of Alpha dominance that made everyone tense on instinct. This was Alaric. The hero of the entire werewolf world. The legendary Alpha who'd risen to godlike status in the Vampire War. Every pack revered him. Every enemy retreated at the sound of his name. But my second look landed on his arm. Alaric wore a long-sleeved training shirt. When he raised his right hand to adjust a warrior's stance, his sleeve shifted slightly, revealing a small patch of skin on the inside of his forearm.

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

Rayka and Sylvester stood in the dimly lit room, the tension palpable. The unexpected visitor, a tall figure cloaked in shadows, had arrived with news that could alter the course of their fight against the unseen enemy. "You claim to have critical information about the threat we face," Rayka began, her voice steady but cautious. "Why should we trust you?" The visitor stepped forward, revealing a face marked by scars and weariness. "My name is Alaric," he said, his voice rough but sincere. "I was once a member of your enemy’s inner circle. I’ve seen their plans, their true nature."

The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her. "Guys, this is Catherine, our new little fish," said Miguel, who soon moved away from her as Diego approached to shake hands with the newcomer. "Welcome to the shark tank, dear. I'm Diego, your teammate along with Rogerio, that unfriendly guy back there," he said, pointing to the friend who was approaching. "I just didn't run to introduce myself," Rogerio nodded his head to the side as a way of greeting her. "Welcome to the shark tank. I'm Rogerio, as the speedy one over there has already presented."

No matter how absurd they came across as, there was some truth within those pompous words that praised and elevated the status of the one heralded as the hero in that tale. Every hero of a legend had a humble past. None had an origin that reeked of superiority. For some reason every protagonist was either a weakling who had to slowly gain strength, or a deeply talented individual lacking the familial support or love to reach the peak. Of course, every now and then a hero would be born who possessed all the elements of Prince Charming: looks, talent, intelligence, and a brilliant background. Such heroes were best described as ‘Golden Spoon Heroes’. And Maxwell Lenglet was such a man. Possessi

He was behind the Origin King! The young Supreme’s body was still dominated by fire. But there were a few changes. An armor of gold and turquoise – an earth and water armor – somehow shared the same stage with fire and didn’t oppose nor face the wrath of the destructive element. The eyes of the Supreme were filled with the stars of a million elements, and his hair their blessings. Without any hesitation he whipped his leg towards the Origin King’s head, his movements swift and fierce like a vengeful tiger.

Suzanne snarled in a harsh whisper. Aiden looked at both of them with a displeased look and they both mellowed down. "Go on CIN," Ashley encouraged with a smile. "As if I have a choice," Aiden muttered under his breath but he continued anyway. "After a while the mayor gave his concent and the two brothers formed up Hero League. They ran experiments on people in other to make them a step above the ordinary civilians, hence the powers. But Tiz noticed the heroes they were making all turned cold and had no feeling of humanity left. He brought this to the attention of his brother but Zeno ignored him and went on with the experiments," Aiden went on.

They, too, became beacons of hope, defenders of justice, and champions of unity. In a distant realm called Zephyria, a young warrior named Kael discovered an ancient book recounting the hero's tale. Intrigued by the hero's unwavering courage, Kael set out on a journey to find the remnants of a long-lost artifact that could tip the balance of power in favor of darkness. Armed with the hero's story as his guide, Kael faced relentless challenges, but he knew that his actions would ripple through the cosmos, just like the hero's before him.