If He's Invincible Why Can I See Him Novels & Stories

I jutted my bottom lip out again, softening my eyes. He groaned. "Okay once, we'll be assured you're stable with your income." "That's why I love you!" I squealed hugging his neck tightly. "You do?" He smirked down at me. "Fuck." I cursed after realizing what had just slipped out of my mouth. "You've always had that about you, the sparkle in your eye, you're unshakeable and what makes you so admirable is; your ability to shine bright when no one knows of your pain and what you've been through." He said smoothly, looking at me intensely.

Suddenly, the guy who saved me from falling down came up to me. I asked, "You? Why are you here?" The guy asked, "Why are you crying? There is no such reason for you to cry." I was really so depressed that I shouted at him like hell. Who the hell are you to tell me that I should cry or not? What do you mean by saying that I am crying without any reason? Are you unable to know the reason of my tears? I am crying because my life is going to end before I could start it. Who has done this to me?

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?

Guess what, I helped him but he still tried to kill me. That was back in the volcano. I stared at you a few times, but you didn't die even though I meant to kill you. There is something in you, immune to titan's ability. If my special gift cannot harm you, so can the others. But, don't be complacent, a brute force will still be able to kill you. I looked back at him and was amazed. His eyes glowed like stones of ember. You still didn't die. I tried to kill you just now.

“Then don’t look at the blood. Look at me.” I did. And God, he was beautiful, even broken like this. His dark hair fell messily over his forehead, his lips split and swollen, his body trembling—but his spirit was unyielding. “Why do you do that?” I asked softly, my thumb brushing his knuckles. “Do what?” “Act like nothing can touch you. Like you’re invincible.” His smirk faded into something heavier. His gaze dropped to my stomach, then back to my face. “Because I can’t afford to look weak. Not now. Not when you and our child are depending on me.”

Mitbahl nearly exploded in anger. Scarbrow trembled his lips. "How can you be invulnerable... Are you... are you really human?!" Upon hearing this, Mitbahl gave him a dumbfounded look. He quickly unzipped his leather jacket with a swish. "Haven't you seen a bulletproof vest before? Damn, you're so ignorant! Do you think I have superpowers to be invincible? You've been watching too many movies! With your intelligence, you should just crawl back into your mother's womb and let her give birth to you again!"

“See? We’re invincible together.” I smile into the dark. “Yeah,” I whisper, kissing the top of his head. “Invincible.” I close my eyes and let myself believe it. Outside, the world might be sharpening its knives. Outside, the choices are waiting like wolves in the dark. But in here, under the heavy weight of my mate, with the scent of sex perfuming the air, we’re untouchable. We’re a fortress of two. And I will face the whole world down before I let anything touch him.

he said, his voice rough but not unkind. “Even for someone like you.” I exhaled sharply, my fingers flexing at my sides. “Can’t afford not to,” I said, my voice low. “Not when the next fight could be my last.” He didn’t argue. Just watched me for a long moment, his gaze sharp, assessing. “You’re not wrong,” he said finally. “But you’re also not invincible.” I almost laughed. Almost. But the sound died in my throat. Because he was right.

“You want to fight? After yesterday?” “I’m better equipped,” He said, already in a fighting stance. “You can do anything. I can take it all.” “Yeah, I highly doubt that,” I answered. “You’re only human.” “Well, for right now, I am superhuman,” He says. I have to admit, I am intrigued. “For the next thirty minutes, I am practically invincible.” “I’m not fighting you.”

Gone. "I must've been outta my mind letting you stay by my side! Didn't you say your life's tied to that stupid tree? Let's see if it hurts when I mess it up." He grabbed a blade and went straight for the sigils carved into the Heartwood. My power flared on instinct, ready to strike back. I didn't think—I just jumped in front of him, throwing up a shield of light. He didn't see the blast coming. All he saw was me, pale and stumbling back. Thought I was guilty.