My Hero Origins Novels & Stories

The room was bathed in the soft, amber glow of the recessed lighting, but the only light I saw was the violet pulse of his skin. He laid me down on the silk sheets, looming over me like a shadow that had finally found its home. He stripped away the rest of his clothes, revealing a body that was more than human—perfectly sculpted, scarred by a hundred battles, and glowing with the power of the Origin.

Leo was confused as to why he unexpectedly felt too sleepy and exhausted. All the memory came running fast, emerging from his brain like a tidal wave. The best thing about him was his sentimental warmth, which isn't a drawback, it's a floor. It's the bedrock of who he was, of the person he was born to be. He was born gentle and vulnerable, he wore his heart for all to see, and it took strength to do that, but he was no longer smooth, now he was the hero of him; he was his champion.

" System, I need a more detailed report about this place , its origin and how this placed got abandoned . I need to know why this kingdom didn't got recognized by anyone." " Lastly i also need to know about me." " Host request being processed.....system activate!!" " For now you have been revived as the princess of Sovier kingdom. But since the original owners father died the owner was crowned as the queen. Means you are possessing the late queen alisha Damiens body. You have been revived as her in this world."

mentally ill. I'm still not convinced this isn't a mental break. Maybe it finally happened. It's real. You're a werewolf. Well, half. You are also half-human because your mom was. But you are also special. The moon goddess chose you... Wait, moon goddess? Yes, she's who creates us. She determines our destiny. At least who our mates are, what pack we are born into. Mate? As in who we end up being with? Marrying?

In one quick move, Dustin flickered his fingers, and Hero was sent slamming against the rumble. “Hero!” they yelled in unison. Hero groaned as he fell to the ground, the blood he coughed splattered on the debris beneath him. Merrick hurried to his side helping him to his feet. Now they know, this man is no ordinary human. Ophelia had no idea how far his powers went, she hesitated. “Now, as we were saying,” Dustin started, clearing his throat, and turned sideways to Bernard and Valarie. “Does he know the truth?”

Madam Secretary had felt a glimmer of hope, totally convinced that the heroes would be able to take down the last standing alien life form that seemed to be stronger than all the others—Elektris. The Pentagon’s database had managed to gather information on these heroes over the years, having records of their special abilities. They had names like the Blue Streak, Spartan, the Pink Projectile and their most recent addition, the Viper. The appearance of Lady Death had took them all by surprise after she was spotted to be working alongside the other heroes, given her incriminating past life. Of course they had tried to find out how these people came to be—how they got these powers but no resear

The worst thing; no one from heaven descended to aid them this time. After a decade of hopelessness and complete surrender, Heroes rose from various origins—holding on to their own intentions. They, who dared to scream in the middle of the conjurers' blissful singing, dared to steal the scripture from the wicked creatures who were granted the power to overwrite their destinies — concluded themselves victorious thereon.

'Silverstin?!' Suzanne quipped, amazed. The guy that stood before them was the hero league's best student. It was rumored that he had worked for Shades for a while but his power was too much for them to contain and in order not for him to be eaten up by darkness he was sent back to the hero league since they'd assumed being around his mates would bring out his positive side. Nothing changed. He was the most popular hero. Even new born babies knew his name.

But I was shaking so hard I could barely stand. "Don't trust the Father?" I whispered. Aris Vance was the hero of my story. He was the one who had sacrificed himself in the Sarcophagus to save the world. He was the one who had left me the Admin-Key. How could I not trust him? --- ## The Betrayal of the Hero I went back to the house, but I didn't go in through the front door. I slipped through the basement window, creeping past the stacks of laundry and the old exercise equipment.

"How could Liam refuse to donate blood to me? He can forget about me ever speaking to him again!" Victor patiently comforted her from the side. "He gave you presents and cared about you, but you never gave him anything in return. His pride as a man must have been wounded. That's why he wanted to use the blood donation to control you. "You're young and beautiful. Any man would be tempted. How can Liam possibly be willing to stay with an old hag forever?" Chloe nodded in satisfaction and snorted. "He better beg me properly this time, or I'll never speak to him again!"