Xdinary Heroes Ages Novels & Stories

What else were we supposed to think? “Duh, I said he’s my student! He’s younger than me!” ”Age does not matter, dear. How old are you, Hero?” “I’m 25 ma’am,” was the young man’s eager reply. ”And do you have a girlfriend?” ”DAD!” ”No, sir, I don’t.” ”What about a boyfriend?” asked a soft feminine voice. ”MOM!” ”No ma’am,” chuckled Hero, “I never have and will never intend to have one.”

My uncle asks folding his arms over his chest. "This is a strong-looking bunch here. Do you have any nominations for me?" "Yes, you see that guy there with the light brown hair? His name is Dwayne. He is the strongest soldier that we have at the moment. He is also loyal to a fault. He just turned 18 last month. He is also an orphan. Your father saved him from a human orphanage." "I didn't know that? With who did he grow up with?" I ask looking at him in more detail.

“What is the point of wasting time and resources on you if you won’t do anything but complain at crucial moments like this?” Adonis said it as it was. “The Alliance doesn’t need Otherworlders who simply want to grow strong to avoid dangers. What they need are heroes who will face danger head-on and save the world from peril.” It was a tough task, one that shouldn’t be thrust on mere teenagers. But for the people of H’Trae, 16 Years was the legal age for humans. That was why the Summoning Spell had been so specific to summon high-schoolers who were that age.

Andrea tells me “He participated in the vampire purge of ’81 and is largely regarded as a war hero for it.” A war hero? No wonder he’s in charge of the curse now. 1681 was two years from now… “How old was he then?” I ask her as we start forward “His Highness was 18 years old back then.” I almost stumble over my own feet. A teenage war hero? Do people in this world have no sense of self preservation or age relevance? Where were all the adults? “That’s awfully young,” I say, astonishment in my tone Andrea arches a brow at me “Do people in the east not come of age at 16?”

Anika - Female protagonist Advay - Anika's brother Anandhi - Anika's mom Saravanan - Anika's dad Nithya - Anika's friend Now for the HERO introduction! Yay! Peep! Peep! Our hero's name is Arjun! Yes, powerful as that. He is born to win. Just like Arjunan in Mahabharatham, he is very keen on his target and never misses his victory. He is 29years old 6feet tall and a guy who never misses to hit the gym. He has a face that will charm any girl. He is the most terrified in his business. No one has ever seen him smile except for his family members and his friends. He doesn't have many friends because he is not an outgoing person. He is a man who likes to keep things to himself. He has trust issues

I retorted, expecting some sort of grimace but receiving a smile. "That shouldn't apply to me," he said cockily, "seeing as I'm the Alpha of the BloodRose pack. You may have heard of me? Grey Houston?" "Oh I've heard of how you fought to lower the age limit in wars to twelve. How could you do that? Twelve-year-olds are still barely children!" He waved his hand as if to dismiss the matter, releasing my wrist momentarily, "I started training when I was three. Why shouldn't they be able to enjoy a little battle when they're four times my age?"

However, Chester and his people still persisted in fighting. At the same time, a group of people ran on an official road outside the Northeast of the South Cloud Royal City. The group leader was a small boy around the age of seven or eight. He was adorable, and his expression hinted a little maturity and astute. His bright short sleeve top suggested that he was from a well-off family. Behind the little boy were four muscular adults wearing black uniforms following closely. They had a strong aura around them. The little boy was Darryl's youngest son—Goddad. The four men were the four brothers of the Dixon family from Elysium Gate.

Sean suddenly started laughing like a madman. He laughed until he tasted blood in his mouth. A mouthful of blood then gushed out, and he fell completely silent. Nine months later, I successfully gave birth to a pair of twins in a private hospital. Yes, they were twins. I had a boy and a girl. Caleb was the older brother, and Lily was the younger sister. Even they didn't know about this surprise. Looking at the two babies in my arms, my heart melted completely. My son spent most of his time sleeping. His long eyelashes looked like two tiny brushes.

"Is Daddy in danger, Mom?" I bit my lip, trying to hold back my own tears. "I don't know, Daisy. But your dad is strong, and he's doing everything he can to keep our city safe." Daniel, always the protective older brother, nodded in agreement. "Dad's a hero, right? He'll be okay." I nodded, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over. "Yes, he's a hero, and heroes always come back, right?" I gave them a reassuring smile, but I could feel the uncertainty hanging in the air.

"When you get there, don't be a burden." I didn't respond. "The only thing you've got going for you is that you can fight." Diane shot me a look. "Alpha bloodline awakened at fourteen, stronger than grown warriors after your first shift. That's your only value. Understand?" She didn't know about the wolf pits in my past life. But she knew I could fight—and that was the only reason she'd brought me along. "Once you get to Ashford Pack, sign up for warrior training and border patrol. Show Alaric you're useful." Diane tapped the steering wheel. "Don't be deadweight like your worthless father."