We Can Be Heroes Missy Novels & Stories

Thea blabbered out to Missy before she could get the chance to speak. “Gosh!” Missy mouthed inaudibly with a palm slamming on her forehead to show her frustration. “Okay that is not the news I need right now, but you need to talk to Jericho, you need to find another way to help me if my dad is not going to pull up. I need help Thea, I have managed to escape from Mason, but I’m still stuck and have no idea where to go or start running to. And I’m scared they’re after me even.” Missy almost sobbed, her voice tuning down with her hand moving down from her forehead rubbing her nose.

This is our island and the Federation will not take it from us. I turn to Missy who's dressed in fatigues, her eyes showing full battle mode. "Are the archers ready?" "Archers standby," she says into her radio. "They're ready." Her pupils are small pinpoints of hate. She battled the Federation and hellhounds in the U.S. before mating with Beck and coming here. She will never go down without a fight. "Have them fire at will as soon as the first boats reach shore," I tell her. "They need to hustle here when Labyrinth's men open fire."

She muttered slowly. “I really miss you. I know the last time we met, it was a dark time for us. And I'm really sorry, because I can no longer talk to you directly. Jane, you are my best friend. One of the best. I know, if I haven't been of much help or anything to you all this time. I just wish it would be different now. Henry and I will fight for you. To be able to get justice for your death. We promise. Sooner or later things will get better, and... you will get justice. At least, that's the price I have to pay for what happened to you, Jane. Even at the last moment you still think of me. Then how can I not give you what you deserve…”

The class group chat kept filling with pleas for help. A photo of Chloe Smith covered in blood was being passed around, but I did not even give it a glance. In my last life, I had rushed to the hospital to save her the moment I heard the news. I never imagined that one act of kindness was the same act as signing my death warrant. This time, I would not make the same mistake!

I added even as my voice bore the weight in my heart, Missy nodded her head in response, "That's so sweet of you," She exclaimed enthusiastically, "and to be honest with you, I'm so happy for you, girl because you deserve all the happiness in this whole wide world." She added in one breath, her words coated with warmth as she spoke. I nodded my head repeatedly in response, but then, Missy's gaze drifted into space and I could tell she was contemplating her thought, but before I could inquire about it, her words came again.

Five hours till my flight. Eric showed up with a doctor. They patched me up. I finally relaxed. With what little strength I had left, I forced the words out. "Get me... on that plane." Loree Koester, goodbye forever.

“And I wish you find your peace, as I will try to find mine.” Max placed his flowers beside her name that states: St. Valen’s Heroine, IRIS DANE ANDERSON

We sacrificed ourselves for them, some deserving it and some not, but we were there real heroes of the story. William suddenly lifts his head when he feels me staring. A grin appears on his face when he waves at me, asking me to come to see him. Tiger tells me he’ll be in charge of bringing our breakfast to the table while I speak to the boss. I sit in front of him and smile, “How are you doing?” “I’m good! We’re famous now. They’re calling us the mysterious heroes of Green City.” he chuckles. I laugh and take the tablet from his hands to read the article which describes us as Marvel would describe Iron Man or Captain America. I’m truly happy that we’re recognized for doing an act of extreme

But mainly, I was on edge because their building is only a few blocks from Xenia’s. The chances I’d run into her were slim to none. So I focused on the call from Missy as I got into my uber. I am not letting anything screw tonight up. Missy and Sheila are hot and down to not only fuck but have a threesome. This is most men's wildest fantasies. The blonde bombshell Missy and the dark-haired beauty Sheila are eager to fuck. What more could a man want?

I replied and Miss Mitchel just giggled at me. "Hey! Stop calling me ma'am. Just call me Gabby." She replied and then I felt a pang of guilt punching me in the chest. I couldn't bring myself to answer her so I just nodded. "I'm not really someone who beats around the bush, so..." I think my heart stopped as soon as she started that sentence. Gosh! I knew this was coming. I looked at Andrea and she looks like she already has a stomachache. I tried to calm myself down and make myself believe that what she was about to say is not what I think it was.