Novel & Cerita The Hero Of This Book

The book was about the history of this continent, 613 years ago the 7 heroes used the body of a dragon to sealed this continent so others cannot entre and people cannot go out, the reason was because this continent was in war with another continent and they lose this was so the heroes demande the help of dragons to save the innocent people in this continent, only one dragon come to help he is the red dragon he save them but in the end he get injured, the 7 heroes killed him and used his body to seal the continent, and to justify what they did they said that the dragon was the one who attack and à phœnix helped them. Also in this book it's mentioned that the heroes regrets what they have done

Cedric stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Janet. There was a trace of grievance in his eyes as he looked at me. "Eleanor, why are you pretending to be Janet?" More comments flickered across my vision. [The male lead is protecting his girl now–so sweet.] [Wow, our heroine is amazing. She turned the situation around instantly.] [Is this the power of the protagonist's halo? Total reversal.] [Wait, why does the male lead's gaze look kind of off?]

Hello to my readers! This chapter is the last chapter for LOGAN and just to warn you it's a bit longer and I don't want to split it in half because this is an epilogue. I deeply apologize and would like to say thank you for joining me on this journey with completing book 1 of The Wolfe Brothers series. See you guys in book 2! It had been a week since the incident with Heather, and I was ready to return to school, acting as if nothing had happened. The next day I treated it like any other ordinary day.

Maybe I was momentarily out of my mind and bought that book in the bookstore, or maybe I was asleep as I picked that book on the shelf. The character I loved the most in the story was the villainess. And now that I have come to realize everything, I am that villainess. I was set on the path of death from the very beginning. However, since I am now in this body, Heather Jade Aczen, I won’t let anything, or anyone, lead me to death – not even Jean.

A fight of good vs evil But the thing was that in this you couldn't distinguish good and evil The thunder wolf was an evil creature ,she was the killer of innocents. Then how could they all trust her to be their hero? How could they trust her to be good? ................................................

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

he answered matter of factly. But in that mere flash, I caught a tiny bit of bitterness in his voice. Ah, right… I almost forgot that part. I wasn't in a position to sympathize with anyone. But I held a bit of pity for him. Alistair was truly the hero of this novel. From appearance, skills, talent, personality, he lacks nothing. But in my eyes, the hero was actually only a boy full of wounds without a touch of love, fear, or thirst. A boy who grew up eating and sleeping on a bloody battlefield from the age of ten.

The person, a young man with glasses and a book in hand, simply nodded and walked past her without a word, disappearing into the building nearby. Polaris watched him go, a bit surprised by his abruptness. She recognized him as Hero, one of Mr. Kyoto’s grandsons. She had heard that he was a bit of a bookworm and tended to keep to himself, but she hadn’t expected him to be so… distant. Shaking her head, Polaris continued on her way, arriving at Mr. Kyoto’s house a few minutes later. She rang the doorbell and was greeted by Mr. Kyoto himself, a kindly old man with a warm smile.

My daughter rushed to embrace her brother emotionally and I finally could not stop that tears as I watched my children embrace each other warmly in comfort. Knowing there is no way I can stop the dam, I moved a few steps away to stare blankly at the wall as the tears poured rapidly down my face. I felt the silent figure behind me even before he said a word. “A hero is a woman who will do anything to love and protect her kids, but a much better hero is a responsible, loyal man who will love and cherish his woman and their kids. And above all, protect and possess his woman in every sense of the word.” He enlightened softly and I waited to hear the mockery behind his voice but there was nothing

she asked with a shaky voice as she gratefully pulled the cape closed over her exposed breasts. She wasn’t sure if she was trembling from the adrenaline that still coursed through her veins from the trauma of her near rape or the sensation from the powerful energy that radiated from her mysterious savior. Or, perhaps it was from the shock of watching a man drained of his life’s blood before her very eyes. “I can either return you to your mother or you can come home with me,” he replied. “The choice is yours.” She hesitated in answering. The temptation of going with this handsome and charismatic gentleman who she concluded was a real vampire was great. It was clear that he would not harm h