The Herione Novels & Stories

Her hunting gear was packed neatly by the door, bow and quiver ready to be slung over her shoulder. Hermes groaned dramatically, but was already pulling on his tunic. "Five minutes? You could have at least let me finish my dream – I was just about to teach the unicorns to deliver messages faster than I can!" Hera emerged from her room across the hall, guiding a still-sleepy Eirene by the hand. The young girl's hair was slightly tousled from sleep, and she was rubbing her eyes with one small fist while clutching the cloth pouch holding her egg in the other.

It was selfish greed for power, passed down to one after another like an heirloom. Primitivo was the youngest prince of the O' Cleirigh Family of the Maharlikan Pack, the Ancient First Family in Agartha, and the only one remaining alive from the O' Cleirigh clan. Two decades ago, after his brother, the last of his family, died before his eyes, he began his search for his Luna.

Chinny The heavens had shut their eyes, darkness had come, the night was here. It scared her, for who knew what darkness brought in it's mouth She was supposed to be happy walking down the beautiful blue lobby of Springfield high with Uche, the father of her child, holding her hand and flashing his sweet dimpled smile at her. She was not. For heaven was falling and death was nigh. Medusa was coming, coming for all their souls, and she knew it. For everything had gone wrong, and the plan had shattered, it was game over in her calculations.

We were in Dawn's blue Honda civic, a hand me down from her mom, Neenee. I called Dawn's mom 'Neenee' because when we were younger I couldn't say Genie, her moms name, but as we got older the name kind of stuck so now if I try to call her by her real name everyone, including myself, just get weirded out, and so, she's my Neenee. My second mom, and my mom's best friend. Every time we went out together, people just generally thought I was Neenee's daughter which wasn't just because she was old enough to me my mother but because like me, she was also pale with ginger hair soft features, but her eyes were blue.

“And I wish you find your peace, as I will try to find mine.” Max placed his flowers beside her name that states: St. Valen’s Heroine, IRIS DANE ANDERSON

Of course, Rael knows Hera! “Hera is Herman’s sister. Felicia took care of her until that girl grows up. Days were fine not until she heard a conversation that she wasn’t allowed to hear. She told me that the conversation was about the necklace, a couple necklace. She also heard that, that necklace is the only way to meet the Goddess of the moon,” I literally shivered when I heard that!

Ser got an invite because Silason was totally crushing on her and Ade was my plus one. Let’s get changed then. I told the girls to go and change first. Serphina went first and changed into a green dress which highlighted all of her curves and also her emerald eyes. She was exceptionally gorgeous. Serephina Freya Grey. She was the oldest child and her father and mine had been friends for a very long time. 'GIRL YOU LOOK GOOD.' Ade yelled. I personally think that that is all that she does. 'DAYUM BABY. YOU LOOK BEAUTIIFUL AS HELL. MATTEO FINNA BE DROOLING.' I screamed while winking at her.

She told him to move aside without hesitation. Andre took two steps away. Without the slightest pause, Roxanne went straight downstairs. The moment she stepped outside, she froze. At some point, heavy rain had started pouring. The street was flooded up to her knees. She stared at the deserted street, stunned. Taking out her phone, she tried to hail a ride, but after ten minutes, not a single driver had accepted her order. The rain was growing heavier, with no sign of stopping. The forecast predicted it would not let up until maybe 8:00 pm.

“You’re not getting anything from this marriage. No settlement and your suitcase is already waiting outside. Diane’s eyes were red, Reign stood stiff, his fist clenched but they didn’t move. They didn’t speak. The grief in their eyes only made it worse. They wanted to stop it. But they didn’t. No one did. Hector dragged her out of the house and held the door open. He turned to everyone. “If you ever try to bring her back,. You’re dead to me.” The door slammed shut behind her and just like that, she was gone.

The gates of the Aurelion Residence stood firm in the nighttime stillness. The garden lights glowed dimly, providing just enough illumination for the entrance path without drawing excessive attention. From a distance, the main building appeared calm—too calm for a place that had just been mentioned in an emergency report. The car carrying Hera stopped right in front of the inner gate. She stepped out without waiting for the door to be opened. Her feet touched the stone ground with steady resolve. Her eyes moved swiftly, scanning the surroundings in a single, trained sweep.