Novel & Cerita Need Heroes

the eldest son of the head of the Larson family was non other Sebastian Larson, he was a tall, blue eyed handsome bachelor with golden blonde locks that mad him stand out like a prince with his cold and innate aloofness. he was in the military and seldom returned home, it was never his dream though but since he lost his baby sister fifteen years ago who used to lighten the whole home with her stubborn antics, she was never found and he gradually lost it and that made him join the army just like his anscestors. he was an army general whose name spiked fear in the enemy camp once they knew who they were up against, but he wasn't satisfied.

No. This is a story about misunderstood criminals. A villain is only a villain because they haven't had a chance to tell their story. A hero must win every time. But the villain only must win once. When we're kids, we idolise heroes. When you grow up though, you understand the villains. So no, there are no heroes in this story, only villains. It's not a story of good and bad. It's a story of only the bad, about that little psychotic part of everyone. About that little evil everyone has in them, it's about the demons that everyone has.

“I don’t even care anymore. The students who aren't interested in helping out, or being at all useful should just leave.” Shock filled the faces of everyone in the room—even the members of the Royal Council. “H-Hero, maybe that’s a little too—” “Harsh? Inconsiderate? Unwise? No… I don’t think so.” Adonis sighed, exhaling deeply. Though he was still annoyed, the intimidating pressure he exuded began to dissipate. “What this world needs are saviors—soldiers who are willing to see the bigger picture and fight for the greater good.” He wasn’t wrong. The threat of the Dragons loomed larger with each passing day, and the Alliance desperately needed capable warriors.

The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice. Everyone burst into laughter at his sarcastic comment except for the redheaded girl. “Well full disclosure, she is indeed the legendary mate-less warrior.” Everyone gasped at her statement. “That’s ridiculous! We were never told that the mate-less one existed and I can assure you that I’m a straight A student in history!” The fat boy bragged otherwise. “Yeah, how could that be?” The cute voice spoke up again and everyone did the same. They had never been told about the existence of the mate-less one, not even their parents.

' She tugged at his cloak. 'Don't touch me!' he said in a cold tone. 'Right. Sorry,' she went on chatting undisturbed. Ethan and Andrew walked behind. 'But why didn't the hero league just assign her uniform to her in her house like the rest of us?' Ethan wondered. Andrew frowned thoughtfully. 'Well only two categories of the hero league aren't assigned uniforms from the house and that's the M.D corps and Rolex.' 'Rolex?' Ethan questioned. Andrew looked away. 'We don't get assigned a M.D corp until we reach E-rank.'

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Alright, I look pretty good in the new clothes Kenan gave me. Today he invited me to go to the game center to play. Last night I didn't sleep because I was looking for Kenan's social media account. Honestly, I'm curious why my friends are so excited to see me with Kenan; they say that Kenan is quite popular. Am I the only one who doesn't know him? Kenan—the mysterious man who suddenly helped me

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

Said the driver whose name was Ben. Aiora immediately closed the window of his car and saw that two black cars were boycotting the road ahead. "Ben what should we do?" Asked Aiora worried because he saw the people in the car came out with weapons on their bodies. "Miss, immediately contact Mr. Louis. I've asked my friend for help." Ben replied trying to calm Aiora. Aiora took her cellphone in her trembling hand, in a situation like this Aiora was very scared because she didn't carry any weapons. Even though Aiora is a sniper in his organization, if he faces many enemies like this he will lose.

The noise had been deafening. Metal against metal, flesh against flesh, shield against shield. And over it all, the battle cries of warriors lost to bloodlust and determination to kill or be killed. Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet.

Just when I said didn’t want to be noticed. “Can you keep it down? Some of us are trying to read.” A girl with glasses who was seated on a chair across us said and I nodded. “I’m sorry,” I gestured to her and she rolled her eyes and went back to the book she was reading. I thought nerds were nice. “Anyways, I’m going to offer you all the support you need. But, do you have a prom date?” No, I didn’t. Liam hated me right now and Conrad was already running with Toralei. And even if he wasn’t, I wouldn’t choose him as my king because I didn’t trust him. He was still denying the fact that he unloaded the video.