Ordinary Woman My Hero Novels & Stories

She was everything and I was nothing, to be in her presence and hear her stunning voice was to be in heaven. If there was ever an embodiment of the moon goddess on earth, she was it. Stunning, brave, powerful, and yet soft and kind. How after all her hardships in life she became this amazing woman I will never know. The strength I refer to isn’t her power, while that is impressive beyond belief, I’m talking about her power as a person. Her utter determination and strength to continue to love after being hurt by the people who were supposed to love and support her. I noticed Jackson hadn’t been around much, I’m not sure if he was avoiding us or letting me bond with her as I had let him do whe

Mom, Aunty Yemi, Leonardo and even- "Jay Jay? What are you thinking about? You don't seen to be listening to me at all?" I smiled at her as I scratched the back of my head. "Sorry. I was watching the Okada man and was wondering how wonderful it would be to be a hero." She raised an eyebrow. "A hero? Do you mean like a super hero with the capes and inside out underwear and all that?" I snorted at the description.

the woman says. "But not everyone does," she adds. "You both saw someone in trouble, and you stepped in to help, even though it could have been dangerous. That's what makes you heroes." "That's very kind of you to say," "Hope" says, blushing. "But we really just did what anyone would have done." "But not everyone would have," the woman says. "And that's what makes you both so special." "Thank you," Elena says, touched by the woman's words.

The woman's beauty, her grace, her gentle demeanor - it was all clear now, and the little mystery that had been puzzling me was finally solved. "She was a great woman", Zayn said and began to tell me stories about her. My imagination began to paint a vivid picture of Adrian's mother in my mind. I pictured a woman with fierce determination and unwavering strength, like a warrior goddess from ancient times. I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for this incredible woman. To me, Adrian's mother was a hero, a symbol of strength and perseverance in the face of adversity.

The strong support and love for their mission are evident. Lesley looked up in amazement at the woman fearlessly fighting MNA. Most of all, she was impressed with the cause Catharina had chosen. At first, the woman wanted to be a doctor, but now she is a savior of MNA victims. The woman is truly a hero. Catharina raised a hand to calm her people. "Alright, enough of my talk! Let's eat and drink our hearts out! Please, enjoy the night! This doesn't come often to us."

They then approached her. "My unnie best friend is inside. She's trying to save everyone," Naih replied, full of worry. "Is she a hero to save everyone?" Earl asked, forehead furrowed. "No. But she cares for these people even though they're useless and trash. And she can't help herself to just stand and watch without doing anything," *** "Ahh!" The woman moaned as she touched the very hot metal that blocked her way to the place of the man lying on the floor.

"This world is not for the weak Alex. The day we become weak and vulnerable...we are as good as dead." "My mother was weak...she never raised her voice against the crimes committed on her...she thought it to be moon goddess will. But I never thought that way." "I defied the world order. I went against moon goddess. I rejected my mate...I thought I could change how people think. But I was wrong Alex." "And maybe that's why I am getting punished....I am not anyone's hero Alex...I am a murderer....I have killed people mercilessly." "No Vera! You are my hero...you are the hero of every women out there...who believes Rebel will save them."

“I’m tired of being under her thumb, being used.” The words came out before I could stop them and I blinked up at Helga in disbelief. "I never knew you felt this way," I whispered. "You've always seemed so..." I kept quiet as I didn’t know what to say. "So what?" she said. "So strong?" "Yeah." “To be honest, I’m not as strong as you. You’re the real hero here.” “Thank you,” I murmured, my voice choked with emotion. “But I think you have a real reason for doing this. Care to share?”

"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.

She was still incomplete in her goal. She felt furious as she thought of someone poisoned her and she was always conscious about this tricks . But she was not able to to figure out who did this. She was always well prepared to overcome this kind of cases. " Who could be that , who poisoned me." She thought her hard but only one name came across her lips that was... " Elina... " But she was sure she will not try to do that , she was her trusted friend from childhood and a maid who served her from her childhood to this day.