Be The Hero Of Your Own Mga Nobela at Kwento

He showed her that really love shouldnt hurt,he had his imperfections but he tried so hard to be good for her always she finally fell in love and since then she believed in love. Lucinda grew up in a family of four a little brother who was still doing his high school,her mother is a bank manager and her dad is a mechanic at his own company.It was a happy family as Lucinda was growing up she never talked about boys she always focused on her studies and that's all that mattered to her.At the age of 22 her mom was actually getting worried about her she tried to find out if she ever had any male friends but unfortunately Lucinda told her mom she was going to have any male friends and that she wa

Everything we touch will surely die but it's up to us to make the best memories with the people and the things we have today. We should stretch our hands and help people who have lost purpose in this life because no knows tomorrow. That's why I won't take it do granted. I'm going to live for myself and my family.

She knew that nobody knew her better than herself. Laying it bluntly, there is always a reason behind every reason, up to the reason of the very core. Every question has an answer up to the very core of it, that’s just it! she knew there is a hero inside every soul that had breathe, there is an answer if you reach down into your soul, as that happens, a hero comes along like an angel, with strength to carry, therefore you cast your feelings aside and be strong to accept the truth and discern in heart that you are a hero indeed.

From the rage to being indifferent, Iris got tired of defending herself to all the people who already knows it yet they just gave her all the same response: “She’s lying, kids always use appeal to pity to get off their crimes.” “Yet you came here so calmly,” the lady answered. She was chewing a gum and her tongue clicking annoyed Iris. “You should have at least punch one of them, or kicked that Chief in his balls. Police officers here are all scumbags, rapping like an idiot but hide all the same dirty laundries. You should never give up on defending yourself.” Iris scoffed at her encouraging words, yes it do feel courageous but it takes more than courage to actually sweep all the dust on one

Hernando muttered sadly. I ran my hands over my face, then stood up. “Not anymore, all my life she trained me to fight against my true family while all along she was the enemy. I am going to defeat her.” I asserted “and you aren’t doing it alone.” Hernando added and Damien nodded in agreement.

"Real strength isn't going it alone. It's finding people to fight alongside you. Combining what you're good at." "Elena. We don't have to be what other people want. But we do have to be something." "Family. Marriage. Those are just labels other people stick on you." "The only thing no one can take? What you build yourself." "Be your own person."

“They said you’re leaving. Because of me.” “No,” I said quickly, voice cracking. “I’m not leaving because of you. The hospital made a mistake, and they’re too scared to admit it.” “It wasn’t your fault.” His little jaw clenched with fierce certainty, fiercer than any nine-year-old should have to be. “I told them. I’ll keep telling them.” Despite the ache in my chest, I forced a smile. “You be strong for me, okay? For Beth.” He squeezed my hand, his grip fragile but unrelenting. “If they hurt you…I’ll hurt myself. I swear I will.”

“I’m not a hero. I was terrified. I just wanted out.” Igor reached across the counter and took my hand, his thumb stroking my wrist gently. “That is the difference between a life of obligation and a life of purpose. You do not have to live up to the image of the ‘hero.’ You only have to live up to the promise you made to yourself on that stage: to be free. The image is simply a tool to keep the public chaos at bay so that you can go back to school and study history.” He stood up, walking around the counter and pulling me into a hug, his arms firm and secure.

I crossed my arms and leaned in, trying to gauge their reactions. "Well, then you've got it all wrong. The real enemy here isn’t some external threat lurking in the shadows; it’s your own fear. Fear can be a far deadlier adversary, it’ll chew you up and spit you out faster than any claws or fangs ever could. If you’ve got a desire to stick around and truly live, then you better keep your wits about you. You need to hold your ground and remember this essential truth: if you can’t trust one another, then you might as well consider yourselves lost. You’re done for before you even start."

“I am here to help and guide you. You are also my responsibility, too. But you can’t do all of your dreams and ambitions when you don’t know how to protect yourself.” He was right. I need to protect myself. Self-awareness is my forte, so I know that I am the most selfish person I know in my life. I will not do this to be a hero and save others, just like Karlo is pointing out, but I will do this for me. “Are you ready?” Karlo asked while watching me go to him.