All Too Human Nietzsche Novels & Stories

the sound of his voice resonates all through the room. It sends vibrations through Elena's body causing her to whimper. Just the simplest things like his voice and his presence affected Elena to the point of no return. Was it possible that a man had so much effect on his mate? “Do you have anything to say for yourself?’’ it was as if Elena was waiting for that moment. “humanity..’’ She spoke in a heartbeat. “It’s all about humanity. We are rampant creatures. We are beasts, to say the least. But slaughtering other innocent creatures that are not a threat to us is inhuman.’

Seeing Albert silent, she answered. “Not always!!! A man falls in love with everything beyond his reach. It is a different thing that he lies to himself and deceives himself.” "No, you are wrong, you are also wrong here. Albert, a man loves once. This is the nature of human beings.” But nature also exists along with beautiful nature. It is natural for man to like beauty as long as he lives in nature. As soon as nature prevails over him, he adjusts the standard of his likes and dislikes according to his needs. And then the fool lies to himself.’

I exhaled slowly. And for the first time since this began I didn’t resist it. I didn’t fight it. I spoke into it. Not as a command. Not as control. But as something far more dangerous. Truth. “Humanity isn’t one thing,” I said. The threads stilled. Listening. “It’s not perfect,” I continued. “It’s not stable.” Nathan’s voice was quiet beside mine. “It’s not predictable.” I nodded slightly. “Yes.” The network pulsed gently.

he blurted. “Who?” “The human.” Nektarios didn’t need to ask which human it was. “Is this another of your tricks to get me to feel some way towards this person? I have told you, Damon. I will never have anything to do with that thing. I would rather live my life miserably than get involved with her.” At his proclamation, his wolf protested viciously, prompting Nektarios to shut him down. They have had one argument or another since the matter of their mate arose.

He looked down and sighed, "It has been a long time since I failed at something. I almost forgot what it feels like" "Friedrich Nietzsche once said, 'The errors of great men are venerable because they are more fruitful than the truths of little men.' And you are a god. Your failure isn't really a failure, for 'failure is simply an opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently.' Those were the words of Ford. If Henry was still here, he'd say the same thing." Ray looked at Butler Fin in puzzlement. He asked his mentor, "Who are these people that you keep mentioning. Since I was little you always quote some person I have never met before or never even heard of before. Mind telling me

Curiosity killed the cat, but at least the cat had nine lives. “It’s not something a human mind can handle,” he said, confusing me to the brink. What does that even mean? Weren’t we all human? But then it hit me—I swore I knew it all at that moment. It took a lot of reasoning, but it all made sense now. “Luka, if you are a serial killer or in some mafia shit and you’re hiding from the police in the woods, then—” “What are you talking about?” He asked, amused.

and whoever else reads this,* *Thank you for your offer. Ten million euros is substantial money. I understand you believe everyone has a price. That values are negotiable. That given enough incentive, people compromise their principles.* *You are wrong.* *I will never work for you. Not for ten million. Not for a hundred million. Not to save my own life. Not for any reason.* *What you do is evil. You take vulnerable children and break them systematically. You treat human beings as tools. You profit from suffering. There is no justification for that. No greater good that makes it acceptable.*

“We can do anything you want. We could have one of these rituals you humans do. I will bind myself to you in any way possible. Just say how you like it, and we can plan it.” I smile up at him sadly, hating how I love his touch on my skin. “Everything aside from what would mean something to you or your world.” “That’s not…” he starts, but I shake my head, freeing myself from his grip. “These things don’t mean anything to you. You were never tired enough to remark how low those human things are. I don’t need to be entertained, Nate. We can just fuck, and leave it at that.” “You don’t understand. You are more to me than that. You deserve more—”

"What are you suggesting?" An Alpha projects from the back. I glance over my shoulder and see the man standing with his hands on the desk—his eyes aimed directly at Nicodra. "I am suggesting we slow our conformity into human society before we lose our sense of self," Nicodra dramatizes. "Because it is quite obvious that we are not humans. Our ancestors embraced the heritage we are so quickly sacrificing—I think it's best we start doing the same."

“He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.” — Friedrich Nietzsche Chapter 80 “We can make it past! We just need to run quickly. We'd make it,” the man with ali, who from his voice I can identify as Uriel, one of the old ranch hands, counters, himself also coughing heavily. But I know there is a fat chance of this. One foot into that inferno, and we will all be roasted alive.