Girl's Weakness Novels & Stories

She playfully hit me on my chest. “Yeah, her physical features. Now, she was one of the most upgraded characters in the game. Her chosen weaponry is combat bow and manipulation by seduction and experts in Jiu-jitsu.” “And her weakness?” “Don’t kick my balls.” “Men?” “No.” “Tell me.” She pressed her body against mine. Her tits pushed up, making me harder to concentrate when my dick was in complete control. “She has the power of healing, but she can’t heal herself. And when she heals someone, she becomes vulnerable and weak.”

Tears ran down my cheek and she took a paper towel from the dispenser and wiped my face. “Mikayla, I need you to win.” She held me by the shoulder and shook me. “Strength comes from an unbreakable resolve, not from physical prowess. You can do it.” “How?” I asked in exasperation. “Everyone has a weakness. Sometimes you find that out in battle,” Luna Phoebe gives me a crash course, “She thinks that you are weak. Maybe you can use that to an advantage, because she’ll let down her guard.”

asked Eliz I nodded in understanding. Eliz sighed and returned to continue her story "I think, as a woman why do we have to be weak ?. In that battle, it was the majority of female victims who were the most. Because women are weak, they can't fight back. We can't just always depend on men, right? So I practice diligently, at least to protect myself," Eliz replied proudly.

she starts, her voice suddenly sympathetic, "there is no chance for you to take on Zelda and then come out the other side unharmed, take it from me as someone who has spent many years observing Zelda’s powers." I stiffen immediately when her eyes fix on my pregnant stomach again and my arms quickly cradle my tummy as if my hands would be able to hide my unborn child from the witches hard gaze. "There is only one thing that is Zelda’s weakness and you my darling are a creation from that weakness." My eyebrows furrow at her words. What was she talking about? "Greed.”

You have become weak Trevor and I am going to say that out loud Because no one here would say that to your face because they are scared of you and and what you might do to them but I don’t care , you have become weak and I don’t think that weak men are allowed to rule originations like this . You have fallen for a girl and that is going to be your weak point and it’s going to be used against you and you know that , you can’t have any weakness like this when you are in charge or when you are in command . None of us here have a girl , we don’t do that here but you think that you are just going to do that and not anyone would say a thing about it . Well that’s a lie because I would always say t

He spent some minutes in the bathroom and during that time, Camilla tried her best to gather strength and run away though she was very weak because Sebastian had almost drained all the blood she had in her body. "Camilla you can do this, he's taking some time in there. Just run for it!" She said inwardly as she struggled to wear her shorts and bra that were on the edge of the bed and make a run for it. She was finally able to wear them seconds later but she had a hard time standing on her two feet. Every part of her body felt weak and mustering up strength to run from this man will take a toll on her later but she didn't care at this point. All she wanted at this moment was to be away from S

Then, she cleared her throat before lowering her gaze. “It’s just annoying that I’m so weak. It’s irritating to always be the weakest one. You know, ever since I studied in this school, I have become the bullies' apple of the eye and it just… Sucks. I hate it. I'm an enchanter but I can only chant weak healing spells that most of the time take all of my strength and consciousness. For an enchanter, I’m so weak. You know that enchanters were supposed to be strong, right?" the young lady said while her eyes are still focused on the ground.

Long enough for my chest to tighten with something dangerous. I poured myself a drink, letting the burn of vodka scorch my throat. Anything to keep from admitting the truth that lingered just behind my ribs. Missy wasn’t a distraction. She was a weakness. My weakness. I hated myself for it. I’d been trained my whole life to strip weakness from my body, my mind, my soul. Father made sure of it. He’d say things like, “You want mercy? Ask for it in your next life.” And he’d drive me into the dirt until my muscles gave out. No mistakes. No excuses. No softness.

Everyday was a new door to a problem. "They are, and she will get it. Have you never wondered why she was not born with fire? Destiny wanted her to live a normal life for her first nineteen years, but now, the power of destruction her body can't contain is on its way, she lacks the strength for that much power and we would take care of it if the Bingsols had not interfered." "How could they have sent someone so incompetent?" Ash frowned, lifting her on his back as he transferred into an Aeu to speed up their journey.

“I’m not going anywhere, James. You’re my world.” James looked at Ava as he took her looks in. “You’re a billionaire Weakness, You know that?” “No.. I’m James Valquez weakness. I want to be your weakness. Your only weakness.” Ava said, locking her eyes on James.