I Don't Care How Strong You Are Invincible Novels & Stories

Audella stated as she watched the two. Exciting? How is witnessing someone suffer exciting? "Isn't he gonna surrender or something? He might die in suffocation." Eleonna commented worriedly. Celeste chuckled at this. "I'm afraid the word surrender doesn't exist on Shaun's vocabulary," she said as she watched Shaun struggle to break free. "You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong."

I am going to make them pay a hundredfold. As the battle rages on, I fight with unmatched ferocity, protecting not only myself but everyone I hold dear. I know that I have to become a beacon of hope, a symbol of defiance against the forces of darkness. Watching their comrades falling, Vornt and Connor have discovered that underestimating me comes at a great cost.

I your subconscious Do you still feel weak Even with me? Death would knock you down I will hold you stiff Strong is my will Strong be your will within Culturing storm Many dwell in pain You are a different living You be different in your living Believe you Believe me Death won’t carry you Away Ever from me Ever ever from me Be strong within Be strong within I know you care for life You dream But remember life isn’t safe Only if you disbelieve Your own strength within With a strong self Nothing will fail you Nothing will fail me

The man who sees my strength instead of trying to control it. The man who loves me for exactly who I am. Travis tried one final time to destroy me. And he failed. Because I'm not destroyable anymore. I'm unbreakable. Finally. Completely. Unbreakable.

There's nothing they can do to make this mess worse. My gaze focuses on the metal bars separating me from freedom, and for some reason, I remember all the times I saw him standing at the metal doors. Each time he looked me up and down, staring at me with whatever emotion he was feeling, and each time he said my name. All my life, I thought I was strong and could do anything. But when it comes to Vince- I'm weak. So fucking weak. It kills me that I feel like this, that I still view him as someone better after all the shit that's happened between us. It kills me that he's not around, that he's away, that he's avoiding me and keeping the distance between us. And then there's me, the infamous Re

Jessie's POV I choose to love completely," I said, and my voice was steady now and certain. "I choose to fight with everything I have, knowing I might lose everything. I choose to be vulnerable, to be breakable, to be utterly destroyed if that is what it takes. Because that is real strength, that is real power. Not the cold and distant kind that keeps you safe. But the kind that burns so bright that it can either forge you into something unbreakable or reduce you to ashes."

I asked in a very cold voice like I was yelling or they had a very peaceful aura plastered on my face even though I was in so much pain. "Oh just shut the crap I don't care about what other people are doing. This is me. I do my things in a very very different way so I do what I want whenever I want. So aren't you the strong they mourn who makes everyone fall on the news on his arrival or isn't that the type of title you have won for yourself? But if you notice I have never cared about your title because I know you are nothing but a weakling who always has a large mindset that always makes it looks like he was actually strong and fearless and you and I know that you are weak. Very weak.

It wouldn’t be the first or only lie we were told. ‘More lies, meant to keep you in their pockets and controlled. We are stronger with her. I feel it deeply, like I could fight the world and win, for her.’ My beast rumbles in my chest. I know what he means. Ever since marking Rose, I feel invincible.

The night my girlfriend, Lesley Cohen—whom I've financially supported for years—officially announces her relationship with Archie Gould, the System determines that I have failed my mission and strips me of my "saint's heart". From that moment on, I stop caring about her future and focus entirely on my career, eventually landing a spot among the Fortune 500. However, once I withdraw all financial support, Lesley confronts me with tearful eyes. "You always said that loving someone means giving them everything they want or need without asking for anything in return!" I'm baffled. She is the one who finds my money filthy, so why is she suddenly being so calculating about it now?

I screamed. I turned to face him and he smiled. “You don’t need anyone to lower the bar for you.” “I DON’T NEED ANYONE TO LOWER THE BAR FOR ME.” “You’re strong and phenomenal.” “I’M SO STRONG AND PHENOMENAL.” “You don’t need fixing. You’re a super woman.” “I DON’T NEED FIXING. I’M A SUPERWOMAN. ANDRO’S IRON LADY.” He burst into laughter. “Yeah, Iron lady in a good way.”