Stand My Heroes Novels & Stories

Kayla held his hand until they reached the line of Warriors, and then she went and stood beside Tansy. Alex brushed his lanky bangs out of his eyes as he turned to Rose. "Ready to be a hero?" They clasped hands and started toward the barrier. As one, they held up their other arms, palms out toward the Nether, and willed their spirits into the barrier.

"I am here beside you, as is the entire pack. You shall never be alone. Rather than shedding tears, demonstrate to them that you are a hero, not a threat." His words resonated within me, urging me to cultivate inner strength. Should they opt against standing by my side, I would accept it with grace, continuing to shield them from harm. Lifting my gaze to meet Eros', I summoned a wan smile, while wiping away lingering tears. Nodding resolutely. I affirmed, "You are right. I shall protect them."

I told him “Thanks guys! I’ll talk again with Sandra and Sonia later,” Damian smiled “San Francisco…..This is the place we belong!” Anna said as her hand reached out mine, and Damian ‘Indeed! San Francisco is home……’ I smiled

he's made up his mind, he does not care about the thirteen crowns decision, if this wages a war, then that is in his favour because after all, war is inevitable between their kind. "You should not have any problems with that, right? You have abandoned her already before, so now, kill her. Prove where your loyalty lies, Sybil. Then I will never, ever question you again," Kala said. Sybil's heartbeat increased, she does not know if it is excitement, guilt, or nervousness.

I'd know it anywhere. The message read: "You can't compete with me. Face it." I turned my phone off. You didn't choose me. So now, I'm not choosing you.

To rule like a queen rather than be ruled by their doubt. I had to give them my word. I had to let them know I was with them, that I was fearless. I had to display a boldness that defied adversity. And like that, I stepped forward. “I am the Luna Healer. The Luna of Light. Chosen by the Goddess! The first and the last of my kind,” I declared boldly. “If you follow me to war against Morgathis tomorrow, and we win, your names and the names of your families will be etched into history forever. As for you,” I said, pointing toward the front lines, “you will be remembered as legends. Are you ready to fight alongside me?”

His eyes are wide as the man led him towards the same door they'd dragged that injured man through. He swallowed hard, rolling up his hand into a fist, bracing himself for anything. As he walked through, he saw Andrew Sebriano, the Mafia Lord, standing on one end of the room, admiring his golden Glock. “Mr. Sebriano, I…” he was cut short when Andrew gestured by raising a finger. “And who said you could speak?” Andrew said in a low, stern voice, sending shivers up and down Alejandro's spine. He spoke first to show confidence, not knowing that according to Mafia law, no one dared to speak first before the boss.

“That was a test, wasn't it? Not from Morgana. From yourself. To see if you could face your past and still choose mercy.” “Yes,” I admitted. “And I passed. I am not them. I will not become them. No matter what it costs me.” “Good,” he said simply. “Because the world needs heroes. Not more monsters.” The Winter Summit was one week away. One week to prepare for the final battle. One week to gather our forces and make our stand. One week until the Council fell. Or we did. But for the first time since this all began, I believed we could win.

Witnessing her furious and frantic state improved my mood and even my appetite. Holiday soon arrived. After buying gifts for my parents, I returned home. The moment I stepped through the door, a cup was hurled directly at my face. “Apologize right now, you ungrateful child!” I stood straight, pressing a hand to the bleeding wound on my head. “Why should I apologize? What have I done wrong?” My mother glared at me furiously. “You’ve become someone’s boy toy, haven’t you? “How can you sell your dignity for a paycheck?!

I roar back. “Not my fucking commander. I’m joining your team as an independent consultant, not your little bitch.” "You think this is a game? You think this is a fucking movie where the good guys always win?" "I think it's exactly what I said it was! A war! And there’s no reality where we’re the good guys, so no. This is the movie where the anti-heroes win." "You are not equipped to go into the field!" I stalk toward him, hoping the sheer bulk of me will intimidate him. The little shit refuses to back up a single step.