Tortured Hero Novels & Stories

“Must be nice politics in Olympus.” He finally looked up at me, and I could see red highlights in his eyes. “It’s a special brand of torture they reserve for heroes like me. They take a war-hardened veteran who used to command thousands and led armies against chimeras...and now he’s grooming a child not to track mud through the front hall.” “I’m sure children are far less dangerous than chimeras,” I said, leaning against the bar. “Less likely to bite you.” He froze. His mouth twitched like he wanted to say something, but couldn’t. Then, he laughed.

He had no option other than to fight back or to be killed mercilessly by his enemies. Everyone called him a hero, but he knows better. He is a murderer, killing families ruthlessly and he knows how much he enjoy bathing in their blood. He enjoy torturing his victim before killing them, he feed himself with their fear and cries. Just the thought of torturing someone made him hard, he needs to fuck someone or a couples of them. He mind link Scott to arrange for some sluts as he need to release some steams.

He hardly lost his cool on a lady before, but her soft giggle had instilled a strange rush of emotions in him which he was quick to cover up with an anger filled move. Determined not to think about her again, he pushed his mind to the matter at hand, letting his anger surface again as the building came into view. The dungeon was faintly lighted with few sticks of fire on the passage. Already used to the bloody smell of this dungeon, he made his way through the already opened iron protectors, into the dungeon where Lucio sat on an iron chair with his body covered with bloody sores. Lucio turned weakly to look at his boss, and fringed from fear. Everyone fears him and they were right to.

" I froze. I'd never heard anything like that before. "You're lying! My mom would never do that!" Connor's grip tightened like he wanted to crush my jaw. "It's all in my mother's journal, clear as day. Your mom was a filthy homewrecker." Tears welled up from the pain. I used all my strength to slap him. "You're lying! She's not like that! She's not!" Connor let out a mocking laugh. "Lying in that hospital bed now? Looks like she's finally getting what she deserves. And using her daughter worked just fine."

There had to be a moment of true torture which would would them bend to your will. The joy of seeing them bend was simply inexplicable and it was working on him. Some were usually very stubborn as they kept ensuring until the very end. Most of those who behaved in that way were warriors who had spent a very large percentage of their time on the war front. Very few people could withstand the pain that some of these tortures brought. Funny how the man kneeling thought my threats were just a hoax. Sometimes it was good for people to see for themselves so that others could learn. His eyes were now open, lifeless and cold. He tried to fall on his own but I held him back and made sure he stood.

Zared pov The viciousness with which Aurum, Dysnomia, castrated Ahriman, then seasoned his testicles and fed them to him is horrifying. I never thought a woman could be so harsh, so effective at torture. Gunther and I watched, unable to move or to intervene. We actually felt empathy for him, he is an alpha, he deserves some respect. Instinctively I move my hands to protect my own jewels.

But, this wasn't the subject right now. “Do you know what is the difference between a naive fool and a hero of justice?" She clenched her fist, a fierce expression on her face. "It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.”

My wife has suffered from hereditary migraines for years. After three years of marriage, I finally developed a specialized medication just for her. Carrying a lunchbox, I headed to her company, intending to deliver the medicine to her in person. But her secretary mistook me for a kept man. He dumped the contents of the lunchbox over my head, stripped off my clothes in front of everyone, and even made me swallow the only dose of that specialized medicine. "A mere food delivery guy, and you dare dress so indecently? Today, I'll show you exactly what happens to a homewrecker." Then, with a smug grin, he turned to claim credit with my wife. "Ms. Milstein, I took care of that food delivery

" When I was a little this so called family often neglected me and that boy called Richard even targeted me with my step siblings. Bulling me, torturing me to the extent were I thought why am I alive. It was all painful." " I even got neglected by my father to which I became a laughing at stock and easy target for others. I don't know why my father hates me, but now I know clearly, why?" " He is a hopeless and an idiot. That's why that woman's can control his mind. She was able to encourage my father to gave the resources to the enemy kingdom. She had played many games with her, including the games of torturing me. She would often get pleasure by doing so. "

I threatened, but it fell on death ears as the two rogues present in the room plus that Araknos approached with evil grins. "We are going to have fun with you," one of the rogues snarled baring teeth, I knew what was to follow was going to be worse than hell. The torture began, each agonizing second deliberately designed to break both my body and my spirit. The araknos warrior, in its grotesque form, blended seamlessly with the shadows and took pleasure in its sadistic task as the rogues each dragged me by the chains bound to my wrists in the opposite direction, I felt as if my body would tear itself in half.