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He had brown eyes and was one of the shortest men in our village. But despite his size, he was not only one of the smartest in the pack, but one of the strongest. Next came the beta, Maximus Barone. He was tall, with blond hair and green eyes. All the girls were crazy about him, even though he was a womanizer. Maximus was the second strongest wolf in the group. Last but not least, the hero of the moment stepped into the hall. Our alpha, Aaron Fortier Gagliardi. If the beta drove women crazy, it was the alpha who had the power to make panties fall.

' he said. 'So what?' my mum replied calmly. Blank stares from my father goes unfazed to my mum. 'He is the most ruthless mafia leader.' 'Ok and what?' my mum said 'Reina is more than capable of taking care of herself and by refusing to let her go on certain place is restricting her full potential. Get over its Vincent, she is the strongest criminal in the underground. She can fight herself.' 'I don't want her to fight herself' my dad said back. 'She's a business owner Vince, you need to travel.' she replied looking at him.

The Alpha, Betas, and Deltas are considered as the highest and strongest, while us, the Omegas, the weakest and lowest serve them. I grew up knowing I have no one by my side, no one to call as my family to rely on when both my warrior parents were killed in while the were in a scouting mission by rogue werewolves, leaving me as an orphan. Leaving me as a helper omega to the pack they once protected with their lives. "Bunch of heartless creatures." I heard Sofia mumbled beside me. "Damn right they are." Josef agreed. "Just a bunch of brutes taking advantage of their sizes."

The three strongest heroes in existence currently ……………………………………………………………………….. Hero Name: Apex Characteristics: Wise, strategic, and charismatic leader. Physical Features: Tall and imposing stature, with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. Ranking: S-Rank Attributes: Exceptional strength, unmatched combat skills, and the ability to manipulate energy. Hero Name: Seraphina Characteristics: Compassionate, empathetic, and skilled healer. Physical Features: Graceful and elegant, with long flowing golden hair and gentle blue eyes. Ranking: S-Rank

It was evident that he conveniently disregarded my explicit statement that this rogue was different and nothing like the rogues who lived just beyond our pack territory. Those rogues living there were weak, almost devoid of their wolf instincts. Even if a whole group of them would have attacked Gamma Raymond and his men, they wouldn't have escaped unscathed from the warriors. However, this lone rogue had managed to take down all the men, leaving them with life-threatening injuries. "I made myself clear, Roman. This rogue was distinct, and definitely not part of that community," I stated calmly, my fingers tapping irritably on my thighs. The rest of the men around the table remained silent, g

“Liam is a bully. I don’t like bullies.” “Mhm,” he rose to his feet and moved to stand near the wall of greenery. “You are a hero.” “Me?” I was astonished. “Oh, no. That’s Tarragon. She’s the hero. I’m just… me.” “No,” he turned back and offered me his hand. His palm was warm and calloused against mine and his arm strong as he lifted me to my feet. He smiled down at me and reached out to stroke a lock of my hair that had fallen free of its braid back behind my ear. “You are a hero. Every villain needs a hero, and you’re mine, Daethie. I think it’s safe for us to get out of here. What do you think?”

then sealed it with a kiss that lit my world on fire. ... "Mmm," Dimitri languidly hummed as I lightly traced my fingers over his chest. It still amazed me how a man that strong could melt like warm wax under my hands. It empowered me to know that I didn't need a weapon to disarm someone like him. Some of the men around camp believed him to be impervious to mortal weapons, revering him as a god in battle, but whether or not that was true, I had exchanged my collection of silver daggers and stakes for fingers entwined in his hair and a brush of my lips against his neck.

I get paid each time I fight and the best part of the deal is, I get to hit as many people as I want without worrying about any rules. That was how I found myself working for Rocky. He helps me and in return, I bring in money for him. After my meltdown in front of Abigail yesterday, I decided to call Rocky to set me up for a fight. I needed not to feel anything. I wanted to feel numb and pounding someone with my fist was my cure. Even though, I was set up against 'The Butcher.' Biggest guy I've ever seen in my life.

All of them were powerful figures, with the weakest of them being Caelum Ancestral Gods. Invincible energy emanated from James, who was now the most powerful figure of the Twelfth Universe and earned the admiration of the Twelfth Universe’s powerful figures. James felt conflicted. He has never thought that he would become the strongest of them all in the Twelfth Universe, let alone become the legend who was unassailable and indestructible, yet he felt alone and helpless inside. ‘Thea, where are you?’ Thinking of Thea, feelings of despair surfaced in his heart.

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.