Brazen Virtue Novels & Stories

he remarked, a playful tone in his voice. I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for those who had to deal with Cruz if this was the best compliment he could give. "Is it really? That's just sad. Being an Alpha doesn't mean you can't be a kind ruler," I said, my voice tinged with disappointment. “You wouldn’t understand. As an Alpha you can’t show any weakness," Cruz defended himself. "Kindness isn't a weakness. In fact, it's a strength. If being kind scares you, then you're already showing weakness. I think it's cowardice."

He whispered through the mind-link. Valen moved from the Tuscan pilaster and stepped forward to the table to stand by his Dad’s side. Bracing his weight on his knuckles, he leaned over the table rather intimidatingly, oozing power and dominance. Maintaining our eyelock and knowing that they would take this as impertinence, I uttered just the same, “Not having a wolf does not affect my ability to lead and stand for my people. I'm still brave, considerate, and committed to the realm. Who I am is not defined by the crown or my wolf, nor does it negate the fact that I am Valen's moon-blessed mate. Therefore, it doesn’t matter.”

“Absolutely!” James nodded with a smile. “It’s precisely because of these traits that shaped his proud soul and dignified spirit. Pride and arrogance give rise to two distinct personalities. The first is carefree and worldly yet filled with a sense of justice and a heroic nature, brimming with courage and righteousness. The second is arrogant and conceited, looking down on others to the extent of belittling them, exhibiting a despicable nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.” “Truett is undoubtedly the first type,” Peak Master Wulte immediately retorted. “There’s no doubt about that.”

Bravery is not a choice, it is a character trait. There is no more point to being brave than there is to be kind. I have also realized that I have bad courage which leads me to destruction and put the lives of other people in danger. I didn't speak anymore, he will not understand what I was going to say so I better shut up. ''Take that woman, we're going inside the house now,'' Maximus suddenly interrupted. He looked at me as if I were a dog tied up to obey him. He quickly averted his gaze and immediately walked away.

Why she didn't see any rats, she realized that something was wrong. When she turned around, she saw Dominic , who had also appeared in the kitchen. His tall figure was so tall that it almost covered up the whole kitchen's light. ... .... .... Every defeat, every heartbreak, every loss, contains its own seed, its own lesson on how to improve your performance the next time. Courage is the most important of all the virtues because without courage, you can’t practice any other virtue consistently... It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful me

he said firmly. Axel chuckled, sensing the conflict within Abaddon. "You're afraid of being vulnerable, aren't you?" Abaddon shot him a glare, his grip on the cigar tightening. "I don't do vulnerability, Axel. It's a weakness." "Ah, but vulnerability can be a strength," Axel countered. "It shows that you're human, that you're capable of feeling something deeper than just power and control." Abaddon shook his head, trying to brush off Axel's words. "I don't need your philosophical advice."

“Entertain? That’s a lot of effort just to humiliate Brayden Lauder.” “He made the mistake of thinking he could say whatever he wanted about my wife,” I looked him in the eye. “And do worse if given the chance.” “Ah,” Vincent said. “Possession. Protection. No... that’s not quite it.” He tilted his head slightly. “Honor. Old-school. Rare, these days.” “Just doing what a good husband should do.”

“And I cannot afford vulnerability right now. Not with the Home Office, not with your family, not with… me.” His expression softened further, and he took a deliberate, careful step closer, close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from him, yet distant enough to preserve the line between them. “Vulnerability is not weakness, Amara. It is honesty. The question is not whether you feel, but what you do with it.”

" Hearing this, Mom grew even angrier with me and dragged me upstairs. The door closed, and my tears could not help but fall onto the floor. "Mom, why is it that even though I'm your daughter, you always believe others?" Mom let out a cold laugh. "Don't I know you? I gave birth to you, after all. "You've been afraid of everything since you were small, not like Freya. You can't do anything well... Just like your useless father!" Her words carved into my bones like a knife. But I also really wanted to be brave.

"No my Liege, the Brikenhead house is different. Duke Brikenhead is a very stern and upright person. In high society, he is revered as the epitome of righteousness and fidelity. If people ever found out that the virtuous duke had an illegitimate child from a maid? The Brikenhead family would have no face to keep. Not to mention that there are no male heirs left after the death of chancellor Burnot Brikenhead now, and I was next in line to inherit the Brikenhead property if I was recognized as a member of the Brikenheads. But as you can see, I am not recognized, and they have no intentions of doing so either. If the old grand duke didn't take pity on us, we would have been put to death a long