The League Of Regrettable Superheroes Novels & Stories

‘Jesus…. Humph! I pouted at the scroll, my eyes wandered along the page, trailing back to the first passage that we read an hour ago. For some reason, the words were drawing me to them—especially ‘leoht’. What an unusual way to spell ‘light’. And light is not even an action word like the others. Hmm… but Rum’s special ability is a burst of light from his chest. Maybe he’s lighting? A giggle rose up my chest. ‘What is it?’ asked the rude Alpha. In my silence, he asked again and added, ‘why are you laughing?’

“Mag-uumpisa tayo ng sarili nating samahan. A group that will rival the Death Legion. We will take down Valencia and start a new legacy. We will assemble, heal, and provide. Unveil what's within, reveal what's covered. Our name will leave a new definition to his downfall.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

She swore that this very instant, Cheryl had fallen in love with the wise man in front of her. "Would you be my boyfriend?" Bargain Cheryl. _______________ typical of the characters I made, they are shameless, but they are also brave and not afraid of anything. There are only super power women, because I want all women to be strong

He didn't get a response, but the lunar dust beneath his feet suddenly swirled, forming a small, shimmering spiral—a Weaver’s knot. The 70th chapter closed on the image of the five fugitives standing on a dead world, looking down at an empire in flames. The "Alpha’s Regret" was a memory. The "Alpha’s Return" had begun. And this time, they weren't just bringing a rebellion. They were bringing the Moon back to the sky.

He said, his eyes locked on the rogue, “But a good warrior doesn’t abandon his team. A real warrior dies with honor, not in cowardice.” The rogue’s eyes widened in terror as Alpha Czar lifted his hand, his claws slowly elongating, turning into deadly weapons. The rogue barely had time to comprehend what was happening before he struck. With lightning speed, Alpha Czar’s claws slashed through the rogue’s neck, severing veins and spilling blood onto the floor. The rogue gasped for breath, his hands flying to his throat, but it was too late. He collapsed in a lifeless heap at his Alpha's feet.

Alessandro’s POV "Mister Superhero!" Leo yelled as I walked, well, limped toward them with my crutches. Seeing his cheshire grin made the whole ordeal I had undergone today worth it. Liam stood beside Catherine with a shy smile plastered to his face. His mum on the other hand had a nasty glare darted at me which I returned with a smile. "Hello, Catherine," I greeted her. "The tw-" "So you're the infamous superhero, huh?" She scoffed. "How ironic. With everything that you did to me, do you think you deserve to be called a superhero? If anything, you're a super jerk."

Do you mean to tell me that I utterly messed up? He sat on my couch and said, "I think you'll regret your choice again." First, you hurt her, and you regret it, and now you are going to regret again for telling her everything. Oh man, this is going to be so complicated. You have to stop her, or else you'll cry in the end if you lose your girl, man." He threw the beer can at me and said, "You know that the leader of La Corpo doesn't care about anything." They do not care if she is your wife or how pretty she is. They would cut her open as long as they thought she might have a healthy organ."

Charlie fell to his knees, his eyes full of pain and regret. It dawned on him— it wasn't just our child. It was the last bond we shared. He frantically dialed the hospital, finally learning that I had collapsed from blood loss in the ER that night and nearly died. He could no longer suppress the grief, the anguish tore through him, his cries echoing in the hall. The werewolves, once full of reverence, now watched with mocking eyes, some even quietly laughing at the once-mighty Alpha, who had fallen so far.

"Keep your voice down, please! The entire staff is right outside those doors. The investors, the new hires... if they hear you, everyone will panic. The launch will be ruined." Emily was shaking, her eyes wide with terror as she gripped the note. "Who cares about the launch, Ruby?! Look at this! Do you know what this means?!" "I know," I whispered, the word tasting like ash in my mouth. I knew better than anyone. During my three years as Luna of Silverlake, the elders spoke about the Nightfang Pack in hushed, frightened whispers behind closed doors. They weren't an ordinary pack bound by council treaties or moral codes. They were a lawless, militarized syndicate of savages known across the e

He explained, pulling the tarp off. Carrie gasped at the content of the cart. Inside were racks of the finest leather and silk she had ever seen. There were boots with enchanted soles, tunics made of breathable dragon-weave, and leggings that looked durable enough to stop a knife. “This… this is Royal quality. Even the Alpha’s wife doesn’t wear anything like this.” Carrie whispered, touching a fabric that felt like water. The man folded both hands across his chest, feeling good about himself as he huffed, “That’s because your Alpha is too lazy to work hard.”