You Can Be A Hero Novels & Stories

He promised he would take me there whenever I wanted. "Hey," the sweetest little voice snapped. It was her, the angel that blessed this earth. There was a boy standing over her and they were both occupied with something on the ground. I doubt they knew each other, much less were related. One held a look of pure devastation and sadness while the other had painted on a cruel smile that I hated. I only managed to catch the last end of her sentence. She said something with the word mean, was that boy being mean to her? What exactly did he say something? Those were very valid and reasonable questions to ask, but I decided to charge ahead without asking myself any of these questions. That would be

" If you want to get the citizen to acknowledge you ,then you need to have power and that power can only be achieved by having a warrior , a magician and a knowledgble man with you." " Tsk... Do you think I will be able to get hold of them within this country. What an crap recommendation." ' As if it's ever going to happen. What an illusional idea.' she thought so. " System detects some messages from the upper hand.. " " System got an inbox message.." " Host you have a new message from the high God. If you want to open then please proceed or you can delete it." " No need. Show me the message." " System got the order..."

“There’s a reason behind it. The people they’re after are my helper. They once helped me and now is the time to pay them back. Letting them capture them is the same as feeding my helpers with poison. And what will that make me?” Mia loosened her hands from her chest and paced closer to Ala. She placed her hand on his shoulder and persuaded him. “That won’t make you a bad person. It will make you a hero, Ala. It’s difficult, but you don’t have to force yourself to go against your will on in the name of being a good guy to bad people. They don’t deserve you being on the same side as you,”

"You're pretty handy with a gun too." "Sometimes, the skill of learning how to protect yourself, just comes naturally." "Like the skill of learning how to be a hero." He opened his mouth to say something but I beat him to it and then I picked up the gun, aimed, "Don't answer that. You're already a hero, Mason King. Everyone who works to help the citizens of their country is." ...then fired. Once again, I didn't miss the shot. ~*~ Anna.

I can be considered a hero you know? But well…I kind of killed him and looted his base… But nevertheless I saved young woman from his grasp and even went as far as to raze the goblins around! At the very least I can be considered a tiny hero…right?? Anyway as I was saying a few moments ago, I am determined to laze around for the entire day! Yes… all I want to do is lie down on my bed, surrounded by novels and snacks! And not move an inch out of the bed!

ZARA POV "Hero," I began softly, my voice close to his ear, "you truly believe that after everything I've endured here, things can simply return to how they were before? I'm sorry, but that's utter nonsense. There's no way we can pretend this never happened. This mountain, these hurtful shared experiences you put me through... they've changed me. I can't unsee what I've seen and heard, or unfeel what I've felt. I’m different now, Hero, irrevocably different.”

Heath replied with disapproval. “Occasionally, that is true,” Talen fed Aislen another mouthful fluidly. “And yet, would anyone’s lives be what they are if not for the heroes willing to risk their own lives for the betterment of all? The world needs heroes. We all need heroes. Sometimes it is simply not enough to just survive. Sometimes there is a call to arms, and we all must answer, or none will survive.”

he asked, amused. "Quite so," she answered without hesitation. "You are like one of Lord Byron's heroes." He arched a brow at her. "Aren't they all rather tragic?" "Well, yes, but only because he wrote them so. It doesn't mean a hero has to be tragic." "Don't they?" he challenged. "A good hero must sacrifice something in order to be a hero. Doesn't that by nature make them tragic?" He was surprised by how much he was enjoying sparring with her verbally, and he wondered if she could refute that argument.

Maybe, just maybe, there was still hope for redemption. "So if you think of yourself as a monster for defending yourself and your sisters," Abhay continued, his voice gentle yet resolute, "then monsters just might be the new heroes." I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me, a spark of light amidst the darkness that threatened to consume me. Maybe I wasn't a monster after all. Maybe, just maybe, I was capable of something more.

“I’m a hero like him?” “Of course you are. You did not know that you are a hero?” Elijah feigns doubt by furrowing his brows. Ezra shakes his head innocently. “Hmm. That’s strange. Well, it's understandable. Heroes don’t know they are heroes and that’s what makes them cool. You are our hero, Ezra.” Ezra looks up at me. “I am?” I smile and nod. “Yes, you are.” The sadness in his eyes is completely replaced with excitement. “I am a hero! I have superpowers and I defeated the evil monster! Hahahaha!” He raises his fist in the air.