Re Hero Novelas e Histórias

"Still a kid. " "You're my only brother, the best brother I could ever have. I don't want to lose my brother. " "The best brother because you did nothing but browse the net during office hours. " I rolled my eyes, and he chuckled. "That's not the only reason. You protected me. You provided for me. You did what parents did to their children to me. And you make me feel like no one can bully me when you are around. You are my hero. " "Hmm!!! Hero, my ass. " He burst into laughter, and I chuckled.

“Liam is a bully. I don’t like bullies.” “Mhm,” he rose to his feet and moved to stand near the wall of greenery. “You are a hero.” “Me?” I was astonished. “Oh, no. That’s Tarragon. She’s the hero. I’m just… me.” “No,” he turned back and offered me his hand. His palm was warm and calloused against mine and his arm strong as he lifted me to my feet. He smiled down at me and reached out to stroke a lock of my hair that had fallen free of its braid back behind my ear. “You are a hero. Every villain needs a hero, and you’re mine, Daethie. I think it’s safe for us to get out of here. What do you think?”

Occasionally, she dabs at her damp nose. "I'm Fathia Bernessa Claire. Yesterday I hid. I'll surely overcome everything. And I'll retaliate against anyone who did this to my family. I've never been looked at like that before. It's not that I'm ungrateful for being given a second chance at life. But... but," Fathia's voice falters. It's painful and suffocating to continue with everything she wants to say.

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.

Nicholas said still staring at me. I wrinkled my face at him. "Really?" "What?" "That's such a cheesy line and I've read it in too many romance novels to know what it means." | said and that seemed to have Nicholas interest because he sat up from the bed. "Oh yeah, what does it mean?” Nicholas asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at his piqued interest. "The hero says something like that to the heroine and she momentarily forgets herself. Before you know it, they are making sex memories."

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.

They don’t know how the moon goddess did it, and they don’t want to know since they realize how really great her power is. Iero gnashed his teeth in anger as he hatefully glared at ‘Hierro’. How he wanted to tear her off apart, but not only would Hierro be the one he will hurt, but that he knows that his own power is not the type for attacks like Skye, Laggas, Sybb, and Hail. His power is also not the type for defense, but his type of power is special – which is healing, that is rare. “Be careful of her!” Iero told them as he clenched his fists, ready to use his power to heal everyone’s bodies in case the moon goddess attacks them. But, surprisingly, ‘Hierro’ just slowly descended from the a

"War Legate Draco is a hero, so everyone here knows him. Oh my, I went off track there. Who would you like to know about, Mr. Adrian?" "Strider Hicks." "Huh?" The old man was instantly shocked. "That little monster?”

" 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

Mavin nodded as he smiled, he took a sip of his coffee and looked at his dad, "Yeah, and it's worth it. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever met….and I want to make her my queen." Frowning Kevin Cohen looked away from his son irritatedly. "You might as well get yourself killed by the Duhamels, I've heard Wade Duhamel's son is obsessed with the girl, so I suggest you back out, we can't afford to have a feud with the Duhamels." Kevin warned. "For now." Mavin said confidently, looking at his dad. "I just need to make friends with the new Stark heir, and I'll have all the protection in the world." Mavin said smugly.