From Weak To Strong Novels & Stories

Angela repeated her question. Tory sighed. “Because I’m not a strong wolf like you all are. I can’t even shift even as a Luna and the Queen of the werewolf kingdom, I’m a weakling.” “Stop saying that, Victoria”, Angela said with a little harsh tone. “You are not a weakling. You are a very strong female wolf even though you can’t shift. I’ve told you numerous times, don’t you ever think a dominant wolf is not as strong as a normal wolf. You’ll end up hurting yourself”, she said and took Tory’s hand in hers. “You will be a great mother, babe. And besides, Dwight, Derek and I will be here with you. Together will protect these kids from harm. I promise you.”

Cordelia fixed her eyes on the girl as Luna weakly nodded her head. "You feel powerless and weak? You believe everything is your fault, and in a way, it is!" Cordelia stretched out her hand, her warm palm touched Luna's cheek, and lifted her head. "Only when you are strong can you protect those you cherish. A weak person can not protect anything and only lose those closest to them, but a strong person can overcome anything. Now that she has become embroiled in your mess, the only way you can repay her is by becoming a stronger person. If she really means something to you, strive to become a person who can stand proudly by her side and fight away the danger with her."

Green sincerely and turned walking away with the nurses Jonathan looked down as he walked around slowly, he let out a low growl of anger and punched the wall hard. Marley jumped at the action as she watched him lean his head against it. She took slow steps and without thinking reached out, placing a gentle hand on his back and rubbing. The girl felt his back tense up at her action but slowly went away, Marley smiled a bit and watched as his breath eased, and then turned to face her. “It will be okay I'm sure you're mom is a strong woman, just don't let those bad thoughts get in your head,” said Marley softly and rubbing his arm gently

In the space of a heartbeat, I melted against him and closed my eyes, and wrapped my arms around him. “It's going to be okay,” he said calmly and I nodded. I had to believe him because if I didn't then I would completely crumble inside and become a shadow of myself and I didn't want to do that. I needed to be strong, I needed to get it together, and even If I was entangled in this big mess. I was still Luna. I still needed to show a sense of self control, a sense of strength and it wouldn't do any good for my reputation if I portrayed myself to be weak.

She looked at each one of them and could not understand what they were trying to get stronger for. Most of them had no mates as the pack had a fear of weakness, so anyone with the potential for causing weakness in the pack was put away, that is banished; those who had mates were mated to equally strong women in the pack and had no cubs needing their protection and most of this mating were not even the ones blessed by the moon goddess so they had no fatal attraction. So why be obsessed with getting stronger every day?

* "But it's stronger!" *It's older. More established. But I'm more compatible. More adaptable. More willing to change. That gives me power.* Through the bonds, I felt her gathering strength. "What do you need from us?" *Keep working. Keep rebuilding. The faster you eliminate foundation, the weaker the Structure becomes.* "And in the meantime?" *I fight. I hold the line. I prove I'm strong enough.* She sounded certain. Strong. Older than before. "We'll work as fast as we can. We'll free you."

“White signifies low strength. Black signifies growing strength. Blue signifies shaky strength. Violet signifies moderate strength. Red signifies danger. Green signifies human strength. And human strength means such a wolf is hopeless from ever attaining wolf strength.” “So, there are wolves that can never overcome their weakness?” “Yes. Those sets of wolves belong to the green category. They’ve got natural strength. Just the normal human strength. Sometimes it’s genetics, their low motivation or the will of the goddess.” “And what does yellow signify?” I asked. Her expression was unreadable. I couldn’t tell if the look she gave was a good sign or a bad one.

Attachments make men weak. I gritted my teeth. I was not weak. And I would prove it.

“Are you saying I am ugly?” “It all depends on how you choose to see it.” Eva just rolled her eyes and walked back to the mirror staring at it worriedly, Zeiran watched her for a moment before laying back on her bed. Eva stared at the mirror for a while before Zeiran stepped in. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulder “Do not be mistaken; strength is not will but a phenomenon that allows one to cause change. That said, the stronger you are, the greater the magnitude of change that can be made. You hold the potential to bend reality itself and all you have to do is to focus… Hold onto that power of yours and bend your reality to your will…”

Adrian stood by the far wall, arms crossed. “And you do not trust it.” I looked at him. “I trust it.” “But.” “But I do not trust what it looks like.” He nodded slightly. “Explain.” “Stability is not always strength,” I said. “Sometimes it is the absence of pressure.” Marcus looked up. “You think it has not been tested.” “Yes.” “Not recently.” That was the concern. The system had become strong through challenge. Through uncertainty. Through variation. Now. Those pressures had reduced.