The Hero Is Overpowered But Overly Cautious Novels & Stories

I tied him tight with the rope despite his struggles. If only one of us could live, it would be him. Benjamin must have seen the despair in my eyes. He suddenly stopped fighting. He said softly, "It's okay. I still have one good arm. If she starts throwing knives again, I'll block it. I'll be fine." I did not have the heart to correct his naive words. I just felt pathetic.. After everything I did for the Fallow family, for Celeste, that was how my wife repaid me.

He paused for a while, then he sighed and spoke. “Surely you will be decent enough to give me an explanation, right?” It was obvious that he was trying his best not to overreact. He hated being rejected since he was not familiar with the term. He could get anyone he wanted, he could make all the ladies in New York City fight over him, he was unstoppable. But for some strange reason, whenever it came to Elena, she always had her way of making him put his tail between his legs. He was always powerless around her.

I listened while lounging on the sofa. “ You know,” she said pacing the floor. “you may think that this weakness defines you but it doesnt. It only makes the story better. “ I rolled my eyes. “Yu are a hero in your own unique way And in the event that you want to give up—.” I blinked slowly. “—just keep in mind that Achilles had his heel.” “Okay.” I said drily. “Not all heroes wear capes.” “Yeah. Some carry guns just like me.” I said sarcastically.

In my defence I was high off magic and power. "Maybe you should have been paying attention to where you're going," he snapped, grounding his foot to the ground. My shoulders tensed as I spotted his intention for me and a glimpse of why his girlfriend broke up with him and what he recently did to her. Yes, I acknowledge that I have a hero complex, where I like to kick assholes ass for hurting the women in their life. Maybe I just like the fact that I'm no longer the weak magicless little girl, who was bullied. Amberly Vera might have created a monster.

“Not being murdered.” “You were going to kill him,” I say. My whole body feels shaky. “It crossed my mind.” The casualness of this leaves me boiling. “ You know what? I don’t buy it anymore.” “Don’t buy what,” he snaps. “That you’re just some angsty hero, who only kills the bad guys.” He crosses his arms. “I never said I was a hero.” “You want people to believe it. You - you’re manipulative. And we all did believe, until…”

The heroes protected their people from wars when they were alive, and they continue to guard them even after death. With a long gun in hand, the eight hundred meter no man's land is no joke. Amelia looked at the mutation, her gaze falling on the boy's face, "Can you handle it?" "It doesn't affect me," said Lucky Potent bluntly. "But I'm worried it might affect you. Everyone has their weaknesses, and I'm afraid your dark side might be triggered. Then neither of us can get out of this formation."

So, no matter how powerful his gifts were or how capable his team seemed, it couldn't hide the truth that he was just a coward. He was afraid to gamble on anything uncertain. It was pure caution dressed up as wisdom. That was why Hayley had never taken that "brilliant" leader seriously from the start. If she wanted to move against him, she would. There was no need to be polite. As long as she was stronger than him, he would shrink back on instinct and not dare say a word. Someone like that was not worth listening to. Besides, Hayley already knew exactly how hard it would be to recapture a city.

’ Jackson is calming the worst of my hysteria as logic starts to move in and unfog my brain, knowing he is right … In this anyway. Alexi is what he is because of his crazy skill at reading situations and people, and always being ahead of his game. He’s ruthless, but he’s clever. He wouldn’t walk into a trap without all his avenues being covered and Jackson is right. He is known for overplaying the safety factor. It’s why he is still breathing. It’s why he suffocates me with security and over protectiveness.

Hally sighed. "Wait, did he chicken out?" Hadeon laughed, "And here I thought he is the real deal." "Do you regret hiring him?" Hally asked. "Well, not really. He's done a great job as a porter…. I'm just disappointed by the fact that I overestimated his battle potential." The monsters have already spotted their formation, and the battle decidedly becomes inevitable. Hadeon gripped his crimson and gold sword and with raging eyes slash a monster in half like a melted piece of butter.

He wanted a girl for reasons he didn’t disclose but we were having a boy! “It’s a girl,” he said as if it was final. His words were always final but not here. He wasn’t the goddess after all. “You sound so certain,” I muttered. “Of everything. Isn’t it dangerous to be so arrogant while dealing with enemies? What if they don’t move the way you predict?” Then my life would truly be in danger. “Even if they don’t move how I predict, they will meet their expected end anyway. I am, after all, Cahir Armani.” The ruthless alpha.