Shield Hero Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hugh, still half-naked, blocked my way as he too wrapped a towel around himself. “Shelia, what about us…” he started to say. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of his perfect abs. As much as I felt the pull of desire, my brain screamed for me to stop! Zia was being bullied by Carol because of me, and here I was fooling around with Hugh! What was I thinking? "You need to think about how you're going to handle your dear sister, Carol!" I snapped, grabbing my bag and rushing out.

"You need to get to the hospital as quickly as possible. That gash on your head doesn't look good. Just hold on to me if you don't want to fall." Shea squeezed his waist without thinking. Her nails bit into his leather jacket. She leaned sideways, trying to catch a glimpse of his face beneath the helmet. The dark visor reflected only streaks of the rushing road. "Who are you?" She demanded, suspicion and adrenaline mixing in her voice. "And where did you.." "Don't tell me, princess that you have forgotten me so soon." He turned sideways. "You can call me your knight in shining armour." Shea was confused for a second. Knight in shining armour? What nonsense was this...

“I didn’t get the text until I got here.” “Sure you didn't,” She mutters, laughing and shaking her head. Then she puts her hands on her hips, looking between him and the jacket, blinking rapidly with a dumbfounded look on her face. "Take off your t-shirt. What's leather gonna do for her? It's damn near winter and she will be human when she shifts back. It's cold, you moron," she says, making a finger motion at Jace to take his shirt off. He struggles to quickly take his shirt off. Half shocked by my sister's demanding bark, I let out a cackle, almost forgetting I hadn't shifted back to my human form yet.

Sheila's POV "Damian, how could you...? I stuttered, unable to form a complete word. I was shocked, refusing to believe what was just happening. I wished it was a dream, but the sharp pain from my abdomen reminded me I wasn't dreaming. "How could I? You think I can keep something as cursed as you around me? Even the moon goddess will reject you. I no longer have any need for you, so you can go ahead and die," Damian said with a straight face. There was no emotion on his handsome face.

You only need to accept them. “No,” I hissed, my throat raw. I staggered upright, wiping blood from my cheek. “They’re yours, not mine.” But the Alpha was smiling wider now, like he’d heard every word. The clash came sudden. One moment he was standing still, the next his massive frame blurred, crossing the battlefield in a blink. His clawed hand struck my shield of shadow ,and shattered it. The impact threw me back against the stones hard enough to knock the air from my lungs.

Shadow Heir, weaving in Rafa, Aera, and Ying’s flashbacks with a sudden Creed assault that tests their fragile alliance and pushes Eolan’s shadow power to a new level. Narrator's Point Of View The cold morning air vibrates with tension as scouts rush into the camp. “Creed forces approaching from the east!” The call ignites a flurry of activity. Horses snort and soldiers scramble, donning armor and gripping weapons with white-knuckled determination.

I already had enough bumps for a day and did not want another confrontation. -" I think he is trying to read our mind." Blizzard comes forward to comment. Everyone in this place seems to have a trick up their sleeves, making Blizzard's statement entirely plausible. I mean, a girl that controls the weather, and a prince that sucks the life out of you, it wouldn't be a surprise if Connor had reading mind abilities. Did I somehow land within the Marvel universe? -"What shield? I don't know what you talk of." I ignored him and started moping the floor, genuinely unsure what he was talking about.

she whispered, voice breaking. Hope flickered in his eyes, desperate and pathetic, because she was still breathing. Fracture sealed. Ice returned. Cold as obsidian. Phoenix shoved him off violently, hands trembling. “Don’t ever touch me again,” she spat. “Burns don’t buy seats at my table. You’re bleeding. You’re a liability.” Kael hit the stone. Wheezing. Left arm buckled. Alpha light flickered—10% gone forever. “I know,” he rasped. “I’m just… the shield. That’s all I’ve ever been good for… isn’t it?”

"But as far as I know, Mythical Tiger Base has no one with healing powers anymore. They've lost their only healer, isn't that right?" "Nonsense! This agent was developed by our base's healing Esper, Chad Stewart. He's currently in our base, safe and sound," a follower of Janice immediately retorted. "Is that so? Didn't you take away my healing power, then did the same thing to Chad Stewart? Don't tell me there's a third healer in your base?"

"Shit! It didn't click, I’m more than glad you're the leader. I can't imagine the member cussing me underneath their breath.” “Don’t be goofy.” Hector smacks my shoulder. "I’m stuck at this point. I don’t know the right words to send as feedback, not wanting to dash their hopes. And you know Chris was only in the Army before he became the Alpha, which makes them devoid of alliance, and Lady Shelly is a lucky slave, from a baby pack as well, which makes them all the more prone to attack.” “How about...” Hunter pauses to think thoroughly about what he is about to spill. "How about we mark them? Don't look at me like that, I don't mean as mates.” Hunter stops to laugh when he meets my gaze.