Girl's Weakness Novels & Stories

Even when I was down already. “Ever heard of the phrase “never kick a man when he is down”?”. He looks to be frozen, all he does is blink and bounce his eyes from left to right. Ares snarls at him as we step closer, and I feel a slight discomfort in my mouth from her fangs trying to protrude, I assume. “Do you know what strong people say, though? And by strong I mean anyone who is not a weakling such as you – hitting a girl when she is on the ground”.

“It didn’t feel like something I could weaponize.” “Then learn,” Rowena said, voice low, urgent now. “You’ve always been smart. You think with your head, not your heart. Don’t let some stolen kiss ruin your balance. We’ve been looking for a way to tilt the power in our direction—and you are that way now.” I hesitated. “You really think he’s that weak?” “I think everyone has a weakness,” she said with a tight smile. “And now, we know him. It's you.”

Grace gulped when she saw the offended higher glaring at the smirking Aaron. "We're going out of topic here. It's better if we stop this and focus on the girl Baby" The onother higher, Bin says seriously looking at both of the . "Uhm it seems like your fellow councelor is a bit too old minded to think that Girls are weak when it just because of them we are born at the first place. They carry us for months and go through alot of pain in between and also on delivery time but sadly some people are still too old minded to think of them as nothing"

"They all tried but they all died at the hand of this great being, none could come near it, it was death, no one knew its weakness," "No one knew its weakness?" Alpha Grim asked. "Yes, my lord. Only death knew its weakness," She answered. Really? Death had weakness? What then was its weakness? "What is its weakness?" Mason asked in my stead. "It's most cherished," She answered laughing weirdly. "It's weakness is it most beloved, is fate his to know his weakness and never be able to run away from it? It will keep getting intoxicated until it is completely drowned and has no means of escape,”

Sniffed. "Weak is violating a twelve-year-old girl simply because you can. Weak is having the urge to want to in the first place." He leaned forward. "Strength is getting back on your feet after some jerk took something precious from you. Strength is picking up the pieces when your sense of security, your very trust, has been stolen." His tone softened, and in his golden-brown eyes was an understanding she never thought she'd ever find from another. "You aren't weak, Amy. You're the very definition of courage. Crying? Being scared? Needing to run once in awhile? That's not weakness. That's being human." "All these years, I was fine. Really, I was. Until..."

‎If my men sense even the slightest crack… the slightest uncertainty… ‎They’ll see it as weakness. ‎And weakness… ‎Is something I can never afford.

"I… I.. I don't know, Darius! I don't know anything! I don't know what you are talking about! They… they… can't do this to us. They can't!" Noah shook his head violently as his heart started ache painfully. He may look strong from the outside but he is a really soft nature man from the inside and his unconditional love for the girl has made him weak. But it's not a bad kind of weakness. Weakness in love is considered the most powerful weapon in reality and Noah believes in that and that's why he allows himself to get weak everyday and fall in love some more everyday.

A tiny, skinny girl knelt before a tall, muscular trainer, pleading. The sparring stopped. All eyes turned. The girl, Leticia, looked up desperately. "Please," she said, voice shaking. "My endurance score went up by thirty-seven points this year! I’m getting stronger. I swear it." The trainer crossed his arms. "Rules are rules. You didn’t meet the minimum. You’re too weak." Jo’s chest tightened painfully. The girl’s trembling body. The familiar look of being told: You’ll never be enough. Before she even knew she was moving, Jo stood.

I won't have to face all this hardship of life. Everyone thinks I'm smart, strong, fierce and emotionless and have no weakness because I always won every gambling, ring fight, best drug seller and also defeated our enemies once. Not knowing behind my smile, is a girl weak at heart, a girl struggling to just avenge her father's murder, a girl trying to conceal a lot in her heart just to be trusted and a girl who wishes to be free from this dorm.

But all I could hear was the deafening silence, punctuated only by the sound of our shallow breaths. Finally, I mustered the courage to speak, my voice trembling slightly. "Aiden, I know you're right. I know I shouldn't let others define my worth. But sometimes, it feels like the weight of their judgment is too much to bear." Aiden's grip on the steering wheel relaxed slightly, his anger giving way to a flicker of understanding. "I get it," he said, his voice softer now. "But you have to remember that their judgment doesn't define you. You are so much more than their opinions. You're strong, and you have the power to rise above it all."