Novel & Cerita Reluctant Hero

Nothing compared to the laughter of Micah or Lukas when they rode on their grandpa’s back. Quickly postponing a few things, I headed home. After years of wallowing in misery I didn’t deserve, now it was time for me to relish the love. Happiness was all mine. A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR Thank you so much for reading Resisting Her. It took me a lot of time to get this book out since the release of the Getting Over Him in January 2019 because of some personal issues that threw me off balance. This story is so close to my heart, because this is so relatable to my personal life, excluding fictional twists to keep you entertained, while the core remains betrayal and moving on. Check out Getting Over Hi

Bob is praying inwardly that the girl he spent some quality time with doesn't spill the beans on what happened. The only one who's happy is Luke. He's behaving like a kid in a candy store. The only thing that keeps him from jumping on the first professional lover is that he needs to keep his reputation as a hero even before revealing himself as such. Inside his mind, he's been tested from the moment he got into this new world and, even though sometimes his temper gets the best of him, tries to act as a worthy hero. The more he struggles, the better reward he thinks he's going to receive.

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

Although being a hero was a very glorious thing, and it is also something that many people would encourage, but Karen Joy was selfish and she did not want him to be so brave. The stone hit his shoulder today, but what if it hit his head instead? Then, the consequences would be unimaginable. At the thought of such a scene, she became extremely scared. Moreover, if that really happened, she would definitely collapse. Therefore, she selfishly asked Brother Lionel to only be her hero. She only wanted him to be her personal hero and not care about anyone else. However, Brother Lionel did not belong to her alone. He belonged to his country and belonged to hundreds of millions of citizens.

“Why? Only Ronan gets to play the hero?” I held my breath at the mention of Ronan. He just called the Ronan hero. My muscles jerked. I wore a man’s disguise at the moment. So, him calling Ronan my hero was as dangerous as it sounded. I steadied my breathing, forcing the tremor from my voice. “I don’t know about him being a hero,” I said coldly, “but you definitely aren’t one.” A soft chuckle escaped his lips. Low and lazy, like he enjoyed every second of this.

© 2026 Aridah. All rights reserved. This work is protected by copyright. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without permission from the author. Author’s Note ✨ Welcome to The Reluctant Daddy CEO. This is a slow-burn romance built on tension, vulnerability, and growth. It’s not just about love. It's about healing, responsibility, and the choices we make when life doesn’t go as planned. Thank you for giving this story a chance. I hope you enjoy the journey as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Cedric stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Janet. There was a trace of grievance in his eyes as he looked at me. "Eleanor, why are you pretending to be Janet?" More comments flickered across my vision. [The male lead is protecting his girl now–so sweet.] [Wow, our heroine is amazing. She turned the situation around instantly.] [Is this the power of the protagonist's halo? Total reversal.] [Wait, why does the male lead's gaze look kind of off?]

She tilts her head to the side and raises her brows too, also daring me. I smirked. Why does she like going against me? I thought her B&B (Biker Bitch) character is gone but turns out it hasn't. Hmm, two can play this game. I folded my arms and nod towards my trunk, silently telling her to go on. Few seconds passed, my smile widens when I saw her hesitating.

"I only wanted to say, since I am unlikely to find a better moment, that whatever comes through those trees tomorrow because of that horn, I intend to stand with you against it. Not because I have earned your trust. I have not. But because I would rather spend whatever time I have left correcting one mistake than compounding it with another." He withdrew before either of us could answer, and I found myself staring after him with an unfamiliar kind of unease, not fear exactly, but the particular discomfort of watching a story reshape itself in real time, a man I had every reason to hate refusing to stay simple long enough for me to know how to feel about him. I thought of Kieran calling off h

"I thought you were the hero of this story. I thought I was being saved by a knight in shining armor." "There are no knights in this city," Roderick said, finally reaching down and gently taking the ledger from Elias’s trembling hands. He didn't force it; there was a strange, weary softness in his movements that caught Elias off guard. "There are only people who have realized they're drowning and are desperately trying to find a way to breathe. I'm not a hero. I'm a man who did terrible things for a paycheck until the day I saw someone I couldn't ignore, someone I couldn't leave behind."