Héroe Romane & Geschichten

His hands were placed on his lap, and his back straightened, an ever-knowing sage expression plastered on his face. "What's your username? I'll add you to our team." Philip suddenly said, switching the topic. Upon hearing that he'd be added to their group, Andy's eyes lit up, and he immediately tapped on one of the numerous gaming apps on his phone. "Matchless hero..." "You're matchless hero?" Philip interjected and sucked in a cold breath, his eyes widening in horror. He turned to Andy seriously. "I'm battle god." He truthfully conveyed "Battle god?" Andy's eyes narrowed. "Wait. You're that enemy I've been fighting with for two weeks now?" Andy inquired, his eyes widened slightly due to sho

Madam Secretary had felt a glimmer of hope, totally convinced that the heroes would be able to take down the last standing alien life form that seemed to be stronger than all the others—Elektris. The Pentagon’s database had managed to gather information on these heroes over the years, having records of their special abilities. They had names like the Blue Streak, Spartan, the Pink Projectile and their most recent addition, the Viper. The appearance of Lady Death had took them all by surprise after she was spotted to be working alongside the other heroes, given her incriminating past life. Of course they had tried to find out how these people came to be—how they got these powers but no resear

" The two of them were busy plotting against the two love birds and in the meantime, Heron was busy fighting for his life. He wanted to run from this merciless jinn Ravana who wanted nothing else but Heron's dead body because he had proved to be a threat to his plans. Running as fast as he could, Heron didn't realize that it had started raining. It was raining on him but fortunately, he saw the dim lights nearby and his mind quickly told him that he was somewhere close to the city so he quickly screamed out and luckily for him, some men came to his rescue in time before Ravana could do anything harmful to him. "Who are you. We don't know you Sir. We've never seen you in this city."the men as

My mare, a sleek silver-gray horse named Lira, waited beside him, already saddled and bridled. Before mounting, Alexandro turned to me again, his expression more serious than before. "This won’t be easy, Serena," he said quietly. "You will see things that will haunt you. Blood. Death. War is not glorious. It’s ugly. It’s cruel." He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. "But you are not weak," he said. "You are not fragile. You are stronger than you know. You wouldn’t be standing here if you weren’t."

The ringing sound of the doorbell follows. “Coming!” I get up and head to the door to find out who it is and what the person wants. I can't think of anyone who will be at the door this late at night. “How can I help you?” I question, scanning the unfamiliar figure I meet behind the door. His All-black clothing makes me instantly suspicious of him. “Are you Valery Hale?” The stranger asks back with his hands behind his back. How does he know my name? “Yes. How can I help you?” I ask again, still trying to decode his intentions.

The booming voice, undaunted but firm, came from the blonde-haired boy. I stood up straight, my eyes piercing his. When I looked deeper, he was the only one who retained the wild and brave side of a rogue. “What's your name?” My firm voice rose as I approached him. He took a step back, but his fearful gaze met my dominating power. A smile appeared as he looked at me, undaunted. “My name is Hercules; I come from the mountains south of the Blood Pack!” He exclaimed confidently, his eyes never ceasing to look at me. And he bowed his head to greet me.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Sophia looked it over. It was a writing assignment. Who is your hero? The child looked nervous. "I picked you." Sophia blinked. "What?" The child nodded enthusiastically. "I wrote about you." Suddenly everyone nearby became interested. Patrick abandoned his argument. Dominic put down the spatula. Even Pasquale looked up. "Let's hear it," he said. The child immediately began reading. "My hero is my mom because she always helps people and never gives up." Sophia immediately felt emotional. "She takes care of our family even when things are hard."

"Don't tell my parents I let you catch me. Tell them I fought you. Also, tell them I was wearing shoes. It'll break my mum if she knew I died barefoot." He chuckled and a little drop of humour flashed in his dark orbs. "Duly noted." And the world went black forever. Adrianne's POV I was about to continue walking when someone's hand closed over my arm. Thankfully, I had fast reflexes and I yanked my hand away and was about to bolt when the person spoke in a very soft voice. "Don't run! I'm not going to hurt you." uh-huh I silently said sarcastically. I paused and even though it killed me, I stared at the stranger's face. He was raven haired, had piecing black eyes and was dressed in all black

News really have its way to fly and spread like a wildfire. Hero suddenly shifted his grip on my wrist to a wrap on my shoulder, pulling me closer to his chest. Dazed of how he protects Alyana, I looked up at him, his gaze pasted to everyone was so plain, I can't even read any emotion on them. "They are asshole---" "Shhh, they're here" Hero gave them a threatening look which, in an instant, suppressed the talking. Notice that shift of attitude? Fantastic! Note the sarcasm, please.