The Never Hero Novels & Stories

Never asking for favors in return. Never making her feel as though she'd given him something he could use against her later. He simply collected Lucas. Helped with homework. Built dragons. Read stories. Made tea. Then left before dinner. As though kindness required no audience. That was the dangerous part. Not because it was dramatic. Because it wasn't. It was ordinary. Quiet. Reliable. The kind of reliability she'd spent years convincing herself she no longer needed. --- Thursday morning found Mara walking back from preschool through the park.

After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the policemen who helped me and quickly switched to a different hotel after that. It was only then that my tension finally eased up. I felt my pounding heart slowly calm down after stepping into my new hotel room. A short while later, however, I received a notification on my phone. Randell and Evelyn had made it official and gone public about it. They posted a photo of their hands tightly holding each other under the street lamp, and the accompanying caption said, "You're my hero." I was just about to block Evelyn on all my social media too when she suddenly privately messaged me and said, "Cassidy, you've probably already seen my post

"Don't touch me, Damien. We're done." I moved to go around him— He blocked me again, arms spread. "Please. Just one more chance. I know I screwed up." The live comments blew up— [This jerk really begging right now? Gross!] [Girl, don't cave. You can't trust him!] [Tell him to get lost!] Weirdly, it helped. It made me steadier. Done with him, I yanked out my phone and shoved the auction poster in his face. "Look. This is tonight's charity auction. You ever stop to think who this 'Enya' really is? Doesn't something about her feel off to you?"

“What’s the name of that man? In case something happens to you, at least we know who to report.” “Ah—ah— Nathan. Sir Nathan. He’s really nice, Nay.” “Make sure of that, Daughter. Take care of Christine—don’t leave her alone in the house. You two should always stick together.” “Yes, Nay, you can count on me. Come on, Nay, let’s eat. I bought food.” “You bought phones so quickly—and two of them,” her mother said, puzzled. “Yes, Nay, because they’ll just deduct it from my salary.” “What? Then you won’t get any pay next time.”

"Guess never.” “This wolf is very rare, and fortunately, it chose our prince. It is full white like snow and has an enormous power that could destroy planets. Isn’t that exciting??” “Emm…” She pulled Noelle into the middle of the dance floor as the music blared. Lights flashed and a smoke filled the area with weird-smelling fog. They twirled and laughed as some friends and a few of the other kids joined them. The music cut out suddenly and the lights turned on mid song.

So fair you are God. "Chill dude, I was just welcoming her to this table which I call pack fondly." Everybody relaxed and I frowned at them. Was there some riddle? "Anyways ignore him. That's my brother, Leonel." I looked at the guy who was sitting just beside the rude inappropriate boy and locked. Oh, my God. Is he even for real? He is so beautiful. I mean so so beautiful. His eyes were a beautiful shade of sky blue and his hair was messy talking all over his forehead made him look so boyish.

I heard Aaron said. "Did I hurt mummy when I was inside mum's stomach? Did I kick mummy too hard?" Niles asked and that is where I decided to join them. "No, Niles, you didn't hurt mummy at all. It just that mummy should be trained to be a strong mum for a hero like you!" I said. "Mummy! You are home!" Niles exclaimed happily and run to me. I hug him so tight. Then pulled away, "ok go back playing again!" I said to Niles.

"I'll pick you up at seven." "Where are we going?" "That," he said, straightening off the doorframe, "is the one part of this I'm not telling you." He picked her up at seven, and she almost didn't recognize him at first — dark jeans, a simple charcoal sweater, no tie, no armor of tailored wool, hair slightly less severe than the office version he wore like a second suit. It struck her, watching him come up the narrow stairs to knock instead of texting from the car, that she was seeing a version of Adrian nobody at Voss Enterprises ever got to see.

A big and bold font characters pop up beside him , introducing himself but magically this introduction that was considered as privacy too many was invisible to the public sight. Name: Nelson Unknown Age: 29 years old Identity: Hero HS8 Ability: Magnet Psychokinetic Additional Ability: None Additional Identity: Part-time Professor at H Public University Original World: Earth 'Not a transmigrator' [He was too bad tempered and easily fight with someone but had cleverly did not get himself involved with someone higher ranking than him, with someone that can crush you with a finger] Aaah.... Might really means right It was really true that it can be refuted at will

Nicola frown, a good friend of his, she knew all his friends, then she realised who he meant. “Shane?” she smiled, “Are you seeing him today?” Richard nodded; Nicola’s smile grew, and she did a happy clappy dance. She was going to meet the most important person in Richard’s life. She knew anyone else in Richard’s life could come and go at any time, but Shane was a constant. Like any parent Shane was Richard’s world, and she knew this man would do anything for his son.