We Can Be Heroes Wild Card Novels & Stories

Maybe tonight, surrounded by Addy and Casper, two of the few people I trusted without hesitation, that tight knot coiled around my chest would finally loosen. I didn’t want to admit it, but I needed them now more than ever. They couldn’t recover the money I’d lost, couldn’t untangle the legal nightmare looming ahead, but they could anchor me in ways that mattered just as much. I watched Addy pace the living room as she lifted her phone, already dialing. “Hey, Casper,” she said. “Macy and I were wondering if you’re free tonight. We were thinking of going clubbing… yeah, same place as last time. You in?”

“I know.” “It’ll be fun. We can drink as much as we want to, knowing that you guys won’t let anything happen to us,” Honor said and winked at Arya. “Think of them as our own private bodyguards. The guys here are immature and the jocks think they’re something special. I’m definitely not giving it up for some asshole.” Wilder was clenching his jaw tightly and I could see he was going to lose his shit. “If you get Gage’s approval, you’ll have our approval, Arya.” Wilder exhaled and he glanced at me. “And the same goes for you, Honor.”

“But this is already the final round of the tour. Isn’t it way too late for a rogue to enter the pool?” “There is still a legal way through the rules,” I murmur, tapping my device. “The alliance always reserves a few wild-card slots for special, late entries during the live broadcast. If a piece is evaluated as strong enough by the automated system, it can bypass the earlier regional rounds entirely and go straight into the finals tonight.” “Does your mind really think I should submit it to the board, Rapha?” “Absolutely.” I nod my head with total certainty. “Worst-case scenario, your name doesn’t place in the top ten. But what does your wolf actually have to lose by trying?”

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.”

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.

Villains had no rules, they had no limits. It was far too easy to convince Jake to go outside with me, to watch the brave warriors of our pack fight for our freedom and lives. Closer and closer, we inched; until all that shielded us was the thick bushes around our neighbor’s house. One of the warriors in our pack had fallen, blood spurting from his neck in a sea of beautiful crimson. The life in his eyes went from blazing to a dull flicker. ‘Be a hero’, I told Jake. ‘Our parents will be so proud’, I said.

“It’s our first fight since the moon shifted, and I thought…I don’t know. I was worried that I wouldn’t have my usual strength. I guess worrying about that made it a reality.” “You don’t think that’s really the case, though, do you?” I ask. “Do you think we’re going to be weaker now because the moon is different? Because if it’s like that, we aren’t going to be able to stand up against the Moon Drinkers if we find them.” “No,” Wilder says. “I had my shield in place in the beginning. I was fine. I just got in my own head about it, that’s all. Besides, you and Milo were just as powerful as ever. You were awesome, actually. How did you do that?”

Scarlett I was relieved to have wrapped things up so swiftly. But no one can be sure if that was all there is of them. Staying in a place which I cannot be sure of my safety, considering I am not alone, would be stupidly reckless. I suggested we go somewhere nearby. I have a club operating not so far from the area. I will be able to handle the situation better if I am on my own ground. It would be easier to see if someone was really tailing me and lost them. It is always better to walk away from a fight when I can. No one knows when bad luck would swing by or when good luck would run out for me in the middle of a fight. I always apply the rule of never testing my limits that would prove noth

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"I'm the one who should be apologizing for dragging you out here, I'll lead you to the exit." Wild watched the stranger walk away. Westley and Tiffany went with their families that day. Both of them were excited as the adults sorted out all the technicalities. There was a lot unknown about them. After all, the government would still need to watch them for a while. Wild was happy for them. Westley and Tiffany deserved to be where they belonged. "Sorry things didn't work out for you, need like, a head scratch or something?" Richard offered. "This is how it's got to be." Wild didn't hesitate to say what was on his mind. He knew he couldn't go back to society. Otherwise, he probably would've gon