You Too Can Be A Hero Novels & Stories

If I die, I'm sure eventually someone will find a way, BUT let me be the hero for once. I'll save everyone! Well, some of them. I can't possibly save everyone. Actually, I can only try since I might die as well. Ahh thinking anymore makes me change my mind so let's leave it at that.

"What you did was truly heroic. You saved that little boy named Kellan, and you helped shift the entire fight." Vaelin nodded in agreement. "We're all so proud of you, Lyra. Your courage and selflessness were unbelievable." I looked down, a swirl of feelings rising inside me. I hadn't done it to be praised; I'd just acted on instinct. "I couldn't stand by and let them hurt him," I murmured. "He was only a child… completely innocent. I couldn't let them take his life." Thorian squeezed my hand, his eyes bright with admiration. "That's exactly what makes you a real hero, Lyra. You chose someone else's life over your own without a second thought. You inspire every one of us to do better."

Something bigger than superheroes. Reasonable honestly. Heroes aren't people who never fall. God. Heroes are people who stand up again. Fair. Even when it hurts. Reasonable. Even when they're scared. God. Even when everyone sees them fall. Fair. And somewhere between scraped knees, sister kisses, and the breathtaking realization that courage isn't perfection— Lily discovered something extraordinary. The strongest people aren't the ones who never break. Sometimes... they're the ones who keep going anyway.

"At the time it was, but I've come through on the other side. Thanks to friends and family who never let me identify the things that happened to me as a personality trait." She laughs. "That's a good way of putting it." I shrug. "It's the only way I can describe it. My parents and my twin were instrumental in not letting me take myself too seriously." An image of Caelin crosses my mind. "And we all need a hero." Her smile is wistful. "I'm still looking for mine." "Who knows." I get up, remembering I have to do a small workout with the class. "You just might end up being your own."

“I’m so sorry.” “It’s not like you did anything wrong,” I said. “It’s not your job to apologize. Still, why don’t you focus on telling me what you’re so happy about?” “That’s easy,” she trilled. “You single-handedly changed the lives of every woman in Packhaven and Southhaven and half of those in Orlune. I can’t believe that I have a friend who’s a real honest-to-goddess hero.” I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks at the recognition. “I never set out to be a hero. I just wanted to do what was right.”

"Because some choices are about who we want to be, not what we want to have. And I wanted to be someone who saves innocent children. Even when it costs everything." "That's very brave, Mom." "Or very stupid. I'm still not sure which." "Both. Both is good." Euna hugged her. "I love you. And I'm proud you chose right even when it was hard. That's what heroes do." "I'm not a hero, baby. I'm just a mom trying not to screw up too badly." "Same thing."

Luna and Phillip realized it was time to say goodbye to their little friends as the night gave way to the first rays of light. They brought the youngsters close, making a circle of oneness with their hands. "Remember," Luna said quietly, her words powerful, "the power of a hero resides within every one of you." Make good use of it, with compassion and care. We can create a world filled with love and understanding if we work together." "No matter how small the act, it has the potential to create ripples of change," Phillip added. Be the heroes the world requires, for your actions will define the course of our common future."

"It was choosing to believe that people can change if they want it badly enough." "And look where that hope got me." He finally turned and his face was different somehow, harder than it had been yesterday. "Shot and broken and missing sixteen years of my life because I apparently decided to play hero." "You didn't play hero, you were a hero." I was getting tired of this argument. "You saved people and protected the vulnerable and stood up to your father when everyone else was too scared to try."

"I just hope he stays down, t'll be too dangerous for Dora to go stronger than that if he's that weak, might really kill'm." They were about to leave, but someone was shaking slightly. “Is that… Is that really?” Hope whispered, then took a breath and screamed. "THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL A HERO?! A HERO NEVER STAY DOWN!!!" He shouted so loudly that everyone shook. "Oi? Hope who are you cheerin' for?" "I'm sorry, my lady, but this is a personal matter... HEY! LEON!!! YOU SAID YOU WANT TO FIGHT TO SAVE THE WORLD, YOU HAVE THE HEART OF A TRUE HERO, SO STAND UP! DON’T LET HIM WIN!”

“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.