X Heroes Novels & Stories

In the hero league there were five categories to a hero. The Jornin. They were extremely good at crazy tech stuffs. Anything technology, coding, tracking even building it. Their code color was green. He had known from day one that would be his ranking. Then there were the Turds. They were the skilled ones. They could handle any kind of weapon known to mankind and they never missed their targets. They were also very good at stealth. Their code color wass blue. They also had the Wintex. Those that used special gadgets that have different super functions. They can omit sound waves, electricity, fire, you name it. In a way it's similar to superpowers. Their code color was purple.

Glorious Woman. of Heroes' group of heroes. Heroes, even though he was in his cave, was nothing that inflicted damage or control that would bring an end to humanity. It was a price to pay to join this club without them knowing, so there were no problems other than losing a****ns from an island, they were sacrificed, which was more than when an a****n help mission failed. Where they let demonic portals suck in their sisters, where he helped rescue some Amazons at their last moment by taking them out of the depths of Tartarus, so, he saw that for the loss of some sisters.

Then we'll have a chance to find his weakness. 'What might his weakness be?' 'Money,' Lily answered immediately. 'All his money!' Caleb added calmly, 'Not just money. His empire. He has a secret offshore trust fund. That is the real core of his business empire. What we need is control of that fund.' I gasped. What kind of children were these two? 'Mommy, just do as we say,' Caleb comforted me. "First of all, you need a new phone that cannot be tracked.'

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

But I could feel my heart breaking piece by piece… and maybe it was even innumerable pieces. I felt myself go cold suddenly, with my chest feeling so tight like someone held it so, to torture me like this. I could feel the corners of my eyes go hot. I just took a deep breath instead. I had to control this feeling. I must not break down in front of anyone. I am Xerra. I am an elite warrior!

"No Xavier, no mourners or heroes, and definitely no mother fucking Martyr in this story! We either all come out alive or we all come out alive. There is no other option!" "Mel!" His voice was raised as his eyes clashed against her brown stubborn ones. "Or we all try being heroes and martyrs too and end up fucking dead. That's also another option for reconsideration, Mr. Xavier Salvador." She held his shoulder making sure to hold his gaze, "I have lost too much already in my life. I love Maya, she is a sweet girl. But this is not really about her. This is more than that Xavier." He scowled.

he continues before letting me go and meeting my gaze. I tilt my head. "The nightcrawlers. It turns out they're not what I thought they are. Remember when you met Syria?" I nodded. "You healed her and brought her back, and she was a nightcrawler," he says. I went silent for a few seconds before I realized something and my eyes snap at him. Yes, I remember now. Syria was a nightcrawler, and when I touched her... "That means all the others are..." I looked at Hunter who nods before saying, "Dragon shifters. They were cursed, but you can lift it. You can save them, just like you saved Syria," he tells me as I step back and gasp.

And Alexandro had every reason to win. Maeron struck with a dark blade that screamed with every swing, but Alexandro dodged and retaliated, claws slicing deep into Maeron’s chest. A roar erupted from his throat as he drove his opponent back, blow after blow, until finally he landed the hit that changed it all—a feral strike across the heart. Maeron staggered. Blood gushed from his side as he dropped to one knee, panting, coughing up the centuries he had cheated death. He looked up just in time to see Serena above Solmyra, her foot pressing the witch down, her hands ready to end it all.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

He turned to face me. "Hey, I'm Cameron, you can call me cam." He said while sticking out his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand while casting a small smile at him. "Nicole." He nods at me and lets go of my hand. "I've heard. So what are you guys doing right now? Introducing the inner gang to her?" He asked Sofia who nods excitedly. "Yep. Cameron is my brothers third in command and his hacker." Sofia informed while looking at me.