My Heroes Academia: Heroes Rising Novels & Stories

My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

I dressed all my rogues in black suits as well as myself. "Morning Baron" said Red as he stepped into my room while the door was open. "Morning Red. What do you want?" I replied. "Are you sure this truce is going to work?" Asked Red. "Of course it will. They don't want battles anymore. We are stronger and faster than them. They may have the numbers but we are more powerful" I replied. "What if they choose to ambush us?" Asked Red again.

He gives me a curt nod. "Hi, I'm Sage.Beta of Moonstone charm, more beneficial than him" She points at Luciano before getting up. "Hit me up when necessary" She adds, ending her statement with a wink before walking away. "Follow me Elsa" Luciano says, turning his heels. The sound of phone ringing cuts through the air.Alpha Kane stares at his phone with a smile before answering it. "Zion, I heard about the success of your new project— The sound remained behind in the office as I shut the door and followed Luciano out of the building to his parked car.

She was born in flames, and from these ashes she would rise—and destroy the entire damn system. --- In the background of a single penthouse far, far away, Adrian Sinclair gazed at the first headline brave enough to ask the question: **Who is behind Nova Ascendancy Group—and why are the titans of Wall Street terrified?** He smiled, the glint of a worthy adversary lighting up his single. "Well done, Natalie," he whispered. "The game is on."

Arkad uses his arms to push back the barrier, but the rock beneath him is far more brittle than the almost impenetrable barrier. It doesn't matter is Arkad has enough strength to break the barrier, there is no way he can force himself to land a hit on it. His whole body is shaking, his muscles are tearing themselves apart more and more until he can't strain his muscles anymore. His muscles give out before he gives into the pain, in the end, his body gave out before he did. His willpower did not falter, he kept fighting until he could fight no more. Everyone watching them is still trying to recover the space distortion as Lucia puts everything back to normal. "Sorry about that everyone, I did

“Her? You want to recruit her for the warrior training program? Alpha, are you kidding me?” I turn my head towards Hunter and Helios, his Gamma. I had not been paying attention to a single word that was exchanged between them earlier. Apparently, someone thinks of me as a joke. And this man is Helios. He bellows with unrestrained laughter, laughing so much until he clutches his stomach and doubles over as if he had been told the world’s funniest joke. I narrow my eyes at him. “What’s wrong with that?” Helios wipes the tears that escaped his eyes, trying to catch his breath. Hunter remains surprisingly patient and quiet with this guy. Helios slaps his leg and starts laughing again.

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

It was the fastest way he could think of to boost both revenue and reputation. Nathan quickly composed himself, slipping back into a professional demeanor. He respectfully placed a prepared file in front of Malcolm. "Here's the latest progress report. Competition is fierce. In addition to the competitors we already knew about, we just received confirmation that another strong contender has entered the race." "Who?" Malcolm's brow furrowed as he took the file. "It's the Lunaris Pack," Nathan said, his tone grave. "Representing them is their newly returned and officially confirmed future Alpha."

He looked at Celeste, then at Remy, then back to the others. “Alucard’s court won’t interfere,” he said slowly. “Jason’s gone. The campus knows. The marks are public. So why does it still feel like we’re waiting for the other shoe to drop?” Ravenna answered first. “Because we are.” Seraphina’s tone was matter-of-fact. “We just don’t know whose shoe it is.” Liora leaned lightly against Nico’s shoulder. “That’s not comforting.” “No,” Elara said, “but it is accurate.”

I sighed but I didn't know where he was so I ran through the group and into the supply cave to shift back. As I dressed I furrowed my brow at the little supplies the group had. Seeing Darian’s name along with someone named Ira Harrison on several of the boxes I gritted my molars fearing that they were all going to get mowed down by the bastard Alpha. When the shouting erupted I peeked out to see warriors standing above on the strange stone formations with guns and crossbows aimed at us below. I was confused because none of them seemed concerned about Ironclaw standing above them.