The Hero Returns Raw Novels & Stories

Now, looking at his biological son—the dyed-red-haired delinquent standing in front of him—Victor was stunned. I wasn’t about to let him off easily. I didn’t relax until both sides came back from the DNA testing center with the results. Bad genes should stay together. My parents were shocked and speechless. Standing before them was a thug with bright red hair, and he already had a child. Tara was divorced, too. Their whole bodies trembled with fury. We returned them to my parents’ old house, then Evan and I left. Sophie panicked, but it was far too late.

ZARA POV "Hero," I began softly, my voice close to his ear, "you truly believe that after everything I've endured here, things can simply return to how they were before? I'm sorry, but that's utter nonsense. There's no way we can pretend this never happened. This mountain, these hurtful shared experiences you put me through... they've changed me. I can't unsee what I've seen and heard, or unfeel what I've felt. I’m different now, Hero, irrevocably different.”

Her moans filled the empty room and the magick began. Gently driving myself into her, she arched her back gracefully before motioning for me to move, it was gentle love at first but the symphony of her moans made my blood spike. It soon became rough and passionate...macho if I'm using the right words. The vibration not our love made its way through my arms as I placed them on our bed. It was divine. This wasn't what I had in mind so I pulled out of her and she whined at the loss and emptiness. Slowly working my kisses up from her thigh to her full round bossom, nibbling the tips. Hera was in pure ecstasy.

"But you pulled through. you're a fighter, Colin. thank you!" I manage a weak smile, my lips cracking from dehydration. "I had to...for Us," I croak, the effort of speaking exhausting me

“The choice is yours.” The Return I gasped as I was thrust back into reality, the sounds of the battle crashing over me like a tidal wave. Aria was at my side, her face pale with worry. “Darius, what happened?” she asked, her voice urgent. I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, a deafening roar split the air. At the far edge of the clearing, a massive figure emerged—a hulking rogue, its body pulsating with unnatural energy. It towered over the others, its eyes glowing with the same sickly red light that had haunted my visions.

At this time, he ignored the trick and rushed to Zhou Tian with a sharp knife in his hand, ready to stab Zhou Tian to death. "Do you have the courage?" Phinny quickly arrived in front of Zhou Tian and blocked the tattooed man. "Then I'll kill you first!" The tattooed man roared fiercely and stabbed at Phinny's chest with his knife. Phinny's almond-shaped eyes widened. She wasn't someone to be trifled with; her strength was still quite strong. Moreover, the Witch Poison in her body had already been removed, and she had recovered her strength. After avoiding the tattooed man's deadly attack, she kicked the man in the head.

"I'll get it." Ignoring Amara's protest, trembling Iris made for the door, and reaching it, she said a short prayer and opened it. Her mouth dropped. For there lined up at her premises were the new royal soldiers. The soldiers and a strange red-haired man dressed in every shade of royalty led them. There were over five men on her terrace...no six...she thought freezing in shock when HE revealed himself from behind the red-head who was now smiling apologetically at her. "Forgive my intrusion." Red-head eyes glinted, "Lycan King Asher of Pack Astralis seeking your audience."

She beamed, turning back to Yeonho, who—perhaps without realizing it—mirrored her expression. His gaze lingered on her, caught in the rare sight of her unguarded joy. The way her eyes gleamed, the way the moonlight softened the sharp edges of her face—it did something to him. A strange, unwelcome flutter stirred in his chest, as if something had momentarily shifted in the air between them. But the moment was fleeting. Before he could catch himself, the underbrush ahead rustled violently. A deep, guttural growl rumbled through the air as a gigantic creature emerged from the shadows, its gleaming eyes locked onto them.

"I have to. Because if the worst happens, I need you to know that loving you was the greatest honor of my life. That every moment with you was precious. That I regret nothing." Tears stream down my face. "I love you so much it hurts." "I love you more." We hold each other under the stars, stealing what might be our last peaceful moment together. Then, at midnight exactly, the ground begins to shake. A massive crack appears in the sky—darkness bleeding through reality itself. And a voice that sounds like a thousand nightmares speaks: "I AM RETURNED. BRING ME THE SUPREME ALPHA WHO DARES CLAIM MY THRONE. BRING ME MIRA STONE, AND I WILL MAKE HER DEATH QUICK. RESIST, AND EVERYONE SHE LOVES DIES S