Return Of Disaster Class Hero Novel Novels & Stories

If only Dora wasn't a coward… I went to his room, it was devastating, but I knew it was worth it, I heard that hero is the strongest class, so he will definitely become a famous man, right? Money can make the ugliest man a bigwig, so... I'll just have to be the princess who kisses a toad. He greeted me with his perverted smile, look at him so happy. You don't mind doing this to your partner, I may be horrible but at least I'm not as delusional. I drank as much as I could only to pass out quickly, this will probably be the worst time of my life. But I will never be hungry again.

"By the way teacher. Don't you have something to explain to me?" Currently, Sol was reading a rather thick brown-covered book titled dangerous zones in the world. It was a rather interesting book written by one of the angels living in Slothstein. Edea, meanwhile, was elegantly sipping on her tea when she heard his abrupt question. Intrigued, she put back her cup on the plate and threw a questioning glance at Sol as she queried for him to elaborate,

Made you a target. I had spent my whole life building walls. I had used sarcasm as a shield and cynicism as a sword. I had told myself I didn't need anyone. I was Marigold Forbes, the Disaster Daughter. I didn't need a savior. But lying here, staring at the man who had taken a bullet meant for me, the walls didn't just come down. They disintegrated. They were gone. There was no shield left. There was only the raw, bleeding truth.

Astera's expression was full of regret. "History remembered him as a monster." She looked toward the cracked Heart. "But he was once my closest friend." Silence settled heavily over everyone. Then Victor quietly muttered, "Why does every ancient disaster start with someone trying to help people?" No one had an answer. Because he wasn't wrong. Another violent explosion echoed from below. The floor split open. A pillar of crimson light burst upward from the abyss beneath the chamber. Within that light... A silhouette slowly rose. Tall. Broad-shouldered.

Louis’s POV The next seventy-two hours were a blur of grim, necessary transactions. The police, the FBI, the endless questions. My lawyers and Adrienne formed a seamless wall, channeling the narrative. Victor Hale, a disgraced and unhinged former associate, seeking revenge. A tragic, violent end to his own making. The heroic, coordinated rescue by private security working in tandem with law enforcement. The brave mother who ran into the line of fire for her child.

The worst thing; no one from heaven descended to aid them this time. After a decade of hopelessness and complete surrender, Heroes rose from various origins—holding on to their own intentions. They, who dared to scream in the middle of the conjurers' blissful singing, dared to steal the scripture from the wicked creatures who were granted the power to overwrite their destinies — concluded themselves victorious thereon.

After all, the heroes should have been here when that news sounded as the call for help from the civilians to the heroes. They are not surprised though when the heroes did not come to rescue them. This is what the heroes should have done. Because this is the first time, the heroes had encountered Level A danger. And level A danger is dangerous after Level X and level S above it. They sighed heavily, tears falling from their eyes silently as they started mourning for their life which they thought might have end after they are found. Their hope had crashed. This was the end of their life, and the end of their life was too dirty and tragic.

He had no choice but to apologise. " Miss Alisha , we had been recording your evil works and good. " After saying that God Elios flipped his hand and took a book from the air. He tossed it towards her while handing over the book to her and when she opened the book , the pages number increased on every second. " This is...." " Your Evil deeds work and it is only increasing !! " " Ohhh!!" She was embarrassed when she saw the page was increasing every then and now. Which meant that there was no end to her evil deeds .

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

I went to the librarian lady to return the book then went back to the table. "Let's go," said Hero and picking my backpack after I sealed, "I'll carry it." "I'll call Papa," I informed him. "No need, we'll take a taxi," he exclaimed. He held a taxi, talked to the taxi driver before we hopped in. I was not aware at first, but suddenly I felt nervous when I saw the road we were heading was not going to home. "Where are we going?" I asked nervously to Hero. "It's still early, we'll go to the mall," Hero said then hold my hand.