We Can Be Heroes Wild Card Novels & Stories

She thought inwardly. She smiled at them. "No worries! It's just that Hero League really doesn't force anyone to be a hero so they can um...er....pull out if they feel everything's too much for them to handle. It's okay," she told them, trying to assure them. "What happens when they leave? What'll happen to their team?" Ryan questioned coldly. "Well it's no biggie. They get replaced that's all." Gwen laughed again, more out of awkward tension than humor.

Emily stepped forward, her eyes blazing with conviction, "Stop! Your actions are harming the delicate balance of the wild. We are here to protect it." One of the individuals sneered, "Who are you to stand in our way? The wilderness is ours to take!" Liam spoke firmly, "The wilderness belongs to all living beings, and we are its guardians. We will not let you destroy what is sacred and irreplaceable." With a chilling laugh, the adversaries charged at the pack, their eyes filled with malice and arrogance. The final battle had begun—a battle that would determine the fate of the natural world and the future of all living beings.

And with no pack alliances, they could often be wild cards in and of themselves. “Great,” I muttered wryly. “Just what she needs. A panther shifter upending her world.” Liam narrowed his eyes. “Please be careful, Alpha. This isn’t exactly the place to—”

Guns raised, one of them shouting something about phones, about staying down, about nobody being a hero tonight. And I remember, all at once, the man with the clipboard. I should have said something. I told myself it was nothing. The room drops to the floor around me in pieces—tables overturning, glass breaking somewhere near the bar—and I go down with them. --- POV: Haley Nathan's hand finds mine before I even look for him. We're under a table with a dozen other people, someone's elbow in my ribs, and his grip doesn't loosen the entire time the masked men move through the room collecting watches and phones and whatever else people are too scared to refuse to hand over.

I shouted out words of encouragement, and in a matter of time, the table turned. Those who were weak and tired, for strength, and those who were wounded, found ways to defend themselves. We were beginning to make the war turn into our favor and I joined in again, killing as much wolves as I could. SCARLET'S POV “We need to go out to the war to help. Some of the warriors need this fast healing herb.” I said to Carla, showing her the fast healing herb which I had prepared when Elias was unconscious. “But we can't leave without the permission of the King.” Carla said, with a concerned expression.

“If you don't want to fucking be here, then leave. I won't fucking stop you. Wyatt never raises his voice, he just looks at me. He looks so sad. “I know you wouldn't. That hurts, but I've had weeks for the sting to wear off. So, I need you to understand this. I am not here for you. I am here for Mick, Ricky, Van, Val and Lucy. Because they need someone. Mick can not do this alone. He needs help. Those kids need love and attention. I am here for them and I am here for Wilder.” He swallows hard. “I owe it to my friend to be here for his family. Wilder would be devastated if he saw how things are right now. He worked his ass off for years, sacrificing everything, for those kids. Now, it's my tu

It's the first time She thought a smile was that beautiful. “Gareth” She whispered mindlessly. “Huh!?” Ethan asked, confused. “Gareth, Gareth” Winter scurried away towards Gareth's office yelling his name- like a crazy person begging to let her marry the president of Zimbabwe. Her fragile heart couldn't handle such a situation and the best way was to run away if such a moment occurs- for the sake of her heart.

"Besides, the human town is not so far off from here. We can, at least—" "Daemon, she is right." Wilder said weakly and something popped into my mind. "You can't tell if the Alphas haven't already infiltrated the humans and put out an arrest warrant if any of us is seen." "Are you saying that she should stay here and whither away just because you're scared of a little confrontation with the outside world?" I stared at Wilder with disappointment all over my face. We went out on hunts together. We killed for sport. We were invincible to our enemies, and now during this crucial period... he was being a coward?

She clung to him frantically, maddened by the speed and her own lust, terrified yet exultant. She was no longer Karen but a wild warrior woman, a Valkyrie riding the storm clouds to gather up the bodies of dead heroes from the battlefield and carry them to Valhalla on the back of her warhorse. And Spike was Siegfried, super hero, about to claim her as his bride. The majestic chords of Richard Wagner’s The Ring thundered through her brain, and she found herself singing aloud.

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.