Re Hero Novels & Stories

It couldn't erase the lies, couldn't mend the broken trust, couldn't undo the years of deception, however unintentional on his part. She shook her head, a single tear finally escaping, tracing a hot path down her cheek. "Sorry doesn't fix this, Earnest." Her voice was steadier now, imbued with a newfound, albeit painful, resolve. "Sorry doesn't rebuild a future that’s been incinerated. Sorry doesn't make me believe in you again."

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

I began to sob uncontrollably as he patted my back. “Trust me everything will be fine. The most terrific things happen to the strongest of us. It’ll be fine” He caressed my back. “You should sit and calm yourself down then tell me everything. I might not be able to help but a problem shared is more than a quarter solved if not half” He suggested with a smile and I just bowed my head, sobbing. “Let’s start with introductions. I’m Leo Aurthur and you are?” He replied. “O… Olivia” I managed to stutter and he patted my head.

“You think you can hide from me?” The man in front of me—call him Jonah; the name fit—didn’t step back. He didn’t glare. He didn’t do anything that would fuel Barry’s need to escalate. He just stood there, a human rock in a season of floods. “I won’t let him take you,” he said simply, and the words landed like a gauntlet.

I shouted quickly. Adipati took a deep breath and let it out quickly. "You know? I was bullied in high school; they abused me and took a video of me half-naked. It's a very horrible memory. They even spread the video; luckily, now no one has it because Kenan has cleaned up everything! From the story, You should know just this, right? How much Kenan means to me?" Hearing my story, Adipati's expression immediately turned somber. "I'll only consider him a hero, not someone I love, so... don't worry! I've prepared a special place for you in my heart!" I smiled so broadly in front of Adipati, making the man slowly soften and smile.

Merrick muttered, his voice low only for Hero, but Ophelia heard it. “I’ve never felt better,” Hero said, stretching his arms over his head. Laura’s power healed the broken rips and wounds on his abdomen. He could feel the phantom of the pain where his shoulder dislocated, earlier a boulder fell from a collapsing house shattering his bones. Laura undid the damage with her healing powers.

A big and bold character pop up next to where Gray is, introducing himself to who knows who can see the characters popping out beside him out of the blue. Name: Gray Henn Age: 26 years old System: system 00000011414 Ability: Gravity Identity: Hero HS2 Special Circumstances: Brother-con Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Sealer Elite Heroes’ [Love and hate relationship with his naughty brothers]

Jhero's past with his father. Aside from they were batchmates and schoolmates, Dr. Jherusalem Colleti and General Silvester Gabriel Sr. of the US Armed Forces were friends before, and they were the top students of their school. Given that the two families were reigning in medical and technology, the two were the best duo of their generation, not until Dr. Jhero reveals his family's plan and offered Senior Richforte to join them, but he refused and their friendship started to crumble down. They started to oppose each other and were always on the opposing side whenever there is a contest and all of those academic activities, and there was always tension whenever both of them are roaming around

"Activate the Scorched-Earth plan." The voice on the other end, which belonged to his most loyal subordinate, sounded hesitant. "M-Mr. Freeman, the signal is unstable–" The call was disconnected. He immediately called the trusted aide he had planted inside the board, but a secretary's cold voice came through. "Sorry, he is currently in a meeting with Steve." The call was disconnected yet again. Finally, he called the bank manager in Ravendale, but all he heard was an emotionless robotic voice. "Your security authorization has been revoked."

"If it keeps the heat off you, let them take me." "No." I pushed the covers aside. I swung my legs out of bed. I stood up, swaying on my feet. Drax, who had been standing silently in the corner, moved to catch me, but I held up a hand. "I stand on my own," I said. I summoned the last dregs of my power. It wasn't a roaring fire anymore; it was a flicker. But it was enough. My eyes glowed with a faint, violet light. "Ashren Thalric is not a scapegoat," I stated, my voice ringing with the Alpha Command. "He is the hero of this war. He killed Malakar. He saved the army. He saved me."