It's Good To Be A Man Novels & Stories

Denver turned back to me. "You think you're tough, don't you? You think because you can throw a ball through a hoop, you're a man." He shook his head slowly. "I'm going to teach you what being a man really means. It means knowing your place. Knowing who owns you. Knowing that when I want something. I must have it.” He nodded at the men. "Teach him how to be a man.” The door closed behind him. The two men looked at me. No expression on their faces. Just waiting.

"You think you can just waltz in here and fix all my problems?" The man smiled again, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I think I can," he said, his voice confident. "I think I can help you to see that you don't have to be this way. You don't have to be a fighter, a man who's always looking for a scrap. You can be more than that. You can be better than that."

Let’s start from the first conversation. A man wants his woman to treat him as an innocent until proven guilty. He knows that there are super bad men out there who have done you wrong. But why should he carry the baggage of wrongs done by other men? I know, most men will keep chasing you even when you push them away because you say “I don’t trust, men.” But a gentleman will quit, right there, right then. Only a man with no self-respect will stay where respect is not being served. Start with a clean slate, no judgments, no baggage.

he fumes. "Even in my last moments, that is, if you will have the privilege to witness it which I highly doubt, I will still slap the truth to your dirty ugly face, Leon - that you are nothing but a worthless man who should never be counted as a man among men, because you are a divine disgrace to manhood. Real men build themselves up, they make themselves respected through their efforts. Through thick and thin, they stand up for themselves. They build a name for themselves. But look at you and tell me even just a single thing that you have done for yourself." I pause giving him time to think.

"A good boy as you need not to cry so easily, bottle up your dignity and your spine, and, in this case, someday there will be a good partner who will be able to trust you completely." Sol Ming pursued and picked up another shrimp to clean it up in the water. Though she has said that, it is really not needed to be connected to a 'good partner' but, as she believes, if a man is really capable of doing something that he will not regret, with dignity and spine, there is someone or people who will subconsciously follow him and be their leader.

“Lady, again it is not in your wish to be injured, and isn’t it natural to help someone in need?” His smile is gentle and kind. I felt like if all men are like him maybe the world would be better!

If there is good, there must be evil. If there is light, there must be dark If there is heat, there must be cold If there is a man, there must be a woman. In this scenario, i'm the good and the bad are these crooked bastards but the bad outsmarted me in a way I would soon realize.

If not, I'd probably be marrying my perfect man. Now I'm getting angry. People always find something unbearable about the person that you want. If he were lame and corny like most of the guys at our church, he'd be accepted. If he has any edge to him, they warn, "Trust your spirit!" If he's docile and henpecked, "Well, he's a "good" man." By who's definition?

He sounded dejected. “No.” I lied. And we both knew wit but he didn’t push. This new Atlas was really something else. “Well, if it makes you feel better, there are rarely any good men in the world. Not if you want to be a leader.” He finished with a shake os his head. I disagreed with him. “Are you a bad man?” He wanted to speak but I didn’t let him. “No, you’re not. And maybe you do bad things too, but you don’t hurt people that don’t deserve it. That doesn’t make you bad.”

June June was someone who had a rough time in school. She was not too sharp with books yet not so bad. But she was in a place where people, were judged by academics and she wasn't given enough opportunity to do anything, there were people pulling her down frequently. People around were too shallow to let her be. She was that unnoticed girl who was like invisible to everyone. Her presence din't really affect anyone but nor did her absence. She thought she wouldn't make any friends in her life ever. Yet in her final two years of High School she managed to make pretty decent friends. She loved and cherished memories of those awesome people. For her love was something magical, she thought when s