Beaten But Not Defeated Mga Nobela at Kwento

A beat. “Not unless necessary.” Silence. Because that That was the line. Thin. Sharp. Unforgiving. And once it was crossed There would be no pulling back.

So we all stared at Becka with mouth agape as she gave First a cold stare. "I don't like anyone questioning my combative abilities cause I tend to give them samples that leave a permanent mark so that they won't forget it." Becka said without removing the bread knife. No one dared to stop her or hold her hand cause one wrong move and it'll hit First's eye. But her grip is firm and steady. If something would happen, it would be First's fault cause he moved and he provoked her in the first place. I gulped as I saw how nervous First is and how he tried his best to not move even an inch, afraid that Becky would really attack him.

"And he will continue to be if we talk and I remain unharmed." "You little bitch-"

I guess Not by the fight. But by what the fight had turned us into.

“Yes, yes! There they are, come on, I’ll buy you one.” Alice took Axel’s hand and pulled him over to the ice cream man; Axel felt that soft hand. He didn’t like being touched without his permission, by people he didn’t know. In another situation, he would have pushed her hand away, but he didn’t. Alice’s hand was very warm, so he just followed her without resistance. They walked hand in hand.

I casually said, “maybe you are ready to accept your defeat now, I won’t let you look at me like that again.” “How confident, then let’s see. Don’t disappoint me, because if I see that you are not enough, I will still keep my promise back then that I will have her by my side.” “Dream on,” I said and attack him first. It might be a farewell fight for him, so I will be generous to accept it. I don’t know what will happen after this, but thinking that I might be right, I can’t help but be worried for Bea. I step forward and kick him with my left foot, but like I expected he just easily dodges it effortlessly. He really is good at combat, like how we first met.

With one final strike, she crumpled to the ground, defeated. Nabitha's defeated expression turned into a twisted smile. "You may have won this battle, but the war is far from over. Remember my words, for darkness always finds a way to seep through." “So what?” I said with a smirk.

They wouldn’t be able to hold in their anger if this happened to them as well. However, Dorothy was soft-hearted. This was her sister after all. She signaled Alex to stop. Alex glared at Beatrice and asked, “Does it hurt?” Beatrice’s eyes were filled with fury, yet she still nodded profusely. “Yeah!” “Then remember that pain!” Alex could tell that Beatrice didn’t want to accept defeat. Her eyes said it all. However, he didn’t care if she wanted revenge on him. If this happened again, he would just have to keep going at her until she was willing to admit defeat.

"I just realized that the true meaning of revenge is not always a person's desire to hurt or act in a way that can make someone's life miserable." "At this time, I have realized its definition would be... revenge is an action that humans themselves should not make. Their achievements or how they become successful should be their move to take revenge against their opponents." What she says makes sense. "They say, success is your sweetest revenge. And I found out... yes, it's really true." "I don't have to move or plan anything just, so I can get back at them. To make their lives miserable, I don't have to do anything but keep quiet and to exhibit to them how my life became successful through

This wasn’t over. Not even close. But for now… I had won.