Raising a Hero

She had only wanted to have a working marriage and a happy family. All of her efforts had been towards that goal. Despite that, her husband leaves her for another woman after the loss of her unborn child, and just as she starts to pick herself up, she dies in a car accident. But this isn't the end of her story. Her spirit is picked up by her brother. He happens to be a beginner god who needs help raising the hero who is supposed to save his fledgling world. Thinking he is offering her a long-sought-after opportunity to be a mother, she readily agrees, and he sends her down to his world with the gift of healing and a Methuselah grade body to aid her on her quest. She quickly finds her little boy and is overjoyed to have someone to love and baby at last. But this hero doesn't want her as his mother. He wants her as something else. Suggested for ages 14+. Raising a Hero is created by T.S. Lowe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

T.S. Lowe · Fantasy

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243 Chs

Chapter 110

I woke up in my old bed at Red Swallow Inn.

It took me a long time to figure out where I even was. How I got there was a complete mystery. Gus and I had planned to go to the Inn after the temple visit, since it was the weekend, but I couldn't remember any of how we got from point A to point B.

I raised my hand to take a look at the ring, and was only mildly caught off guard by how heavy my arm had become. Oh, no, wait, I'd become weaksauce.

Maybe I should have asked for muscles as well as healing magic, I thought, though I figured no amount of muscles would have helped after a visit with a god. Gal, what were the mechanics of this? Wasn't he all-powerful? Why'd it take energy out of me anyway?

My stomach gave the cry of the lone wolf in winter. Or the lone slug. Whatever howls in burbling noises.

So I bullied my lead body into a sitting position and got my feet under me. But I only made it to the door before I had to drop down into a crawl. God, this was the pits.

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