Add My Name To Your List Of Weaknesses 소설 & 이야기

I half whined, half grumbled, dusting off the sand that was stuck to my body. Gramps swiveled around to face me. “You are not trying hard enough. Your enemy will seek out your weakness and exploit it. You keep focusing on fleeing. You don’t survey your enemy like you’re supposed to. If I ask you what was the weakness of both of my beasts, you would not be able to give me an answer. You refuse to use your powers until you are in too much trouble. You don’t even transform. So, no you are not trying at all.” I looked away from angry eyes.

" The world is evolving very fast that if we don't take cognizance of the fact that women are equipped with twice as much wherewithal as men , we will always be lagging behind as a society . Had my family heeded such form of counsel , I couldn't be here today , nor would the world have gotten this ingenious invention . As women , we need as much support from our male counterparts as much as they do , and we can do as best as they do , if not better , in improving our lives in tandem with the changing world trends ." " Margy , from Lifestyle Magazine . What would you consider as your major weakness and strengths ?" " No one is perfect . Not you , nor me , neither them . Relax . Accept your sh

Save for your unrelenting pursuit, I'd say'. He faces me again, and his face is a block; solid and betraying nothing, something I wish so desperately to be perfect at. A weakness of mine. 'Own the field, own your failings and do not show your cards. The others know you too well. That's where they have an edge over you'.

She sighed and shut her eyes feeling suddenly weak, a loud grunt erupt her lips as his picture snuck into her mind, Shit!! Like she just closed her eyes to calm her nerves and brace up to be more determined strict, she had just her eyes to meditate on her decision and plan for more strategies to build her company empire only for his stupid smile to cover her mind, she opened her eyes immediately not wanting to linger on that, for goodness sake, he is nothing, a poor man who couldn't finish up his college, he lives In the slum with his sick mother, he deleted her files just to help her do the recheck, he snuck into her private room and lay on her bed comfortably....

Selene I was freaking tired. My body ached in places and ways that I didn’t know were even possible. Well that was to be expected since Ronan had me on runs at odd hours of the morning and had fun putting me in different positions, no, not that, I meant positions for fighting. Over the course of few weeks I had gotten a bit better but there were a few things that I had noticed about myself. For one I was not flexible whatsoever, two I lacked stamina and three that I was too impatient. And I know listing my flaws was probably going to discourage me even more but I couldn’t help it. I was an over thinker and that’s how I’ll probably remain.

He’s a werewolf; he’s only toying with me until he’s ready to kill me. I push the thoughts aside, glance back out the tiny window, and sigh. I want to find my brother and get us as far from this place as possible. Cree made me feel worthless. How could he just walk away? He can’t say he didn’t like it because his erection says otherwise. Ugh, Sakari, he’s an asshole. Stop thinking about him. I scold myself in a huff. I shake Cree from invading my head and turn towards the wall, hoping sleep takes over. I’m so tired of him. ***

Hiding in plain sight apparently isn’t working. There’s one thing my father taught me and taught me well. Actually, there were many, but this one really stuck with me over the years. Find weakness. Search for it like a damn hound. Evaluate it, use it, and exploit, exploit, exploit. All the while, scourge the weakness from yourself, so there’s nothing that can be used against you.

I am quick to draw my sword at him with my truth but my words do not faze him in any way. He merely looks down at me calmly. A few seconds it takes for him to digest my words a low forced chuckle leaves his lips. Eyes serious thumb placed upon my lower lip pressing onto it he whispers, "There are no such things as a mistake, mate. Only weakness. And I am your weakness."

"You are weak, and your pack's weakness is a reflection of your own inadequacy." His words pierced through me, igniting a fierce fire of defensiveness and frustration within. I straightened my posture, refusing to be consumed by his harsh judgment. "Don't mistake my seemingly gentle demeanour for weakness.” I retorted; my voice infused with a newfound determination. “I may not break bones with a single strike, but I have something far deadlier—my intelligence and resilience.”

“I don’t think that I should be the one telling this. I mean, of course, I only know about them. But I think that anyone would tell them after they see me work for a week because I don’t feel like bragging about myself” He nodded, a playful smirk on his face. “So, what are your weaknesses?” “I really sleep a lot!” I accidentally spoke and then got embarrassed. “b-But, I will change it!” “Well,” he looked at me. “I guess I got one of your strengths. You can’t lie” “I think that is a weakness” I murmured to myself as he raised an eyebrow. “Okay” he nodded, but I don’t think he really heard what I said. “Now, tell me why did you leave your last job”