It Takes What It Takes Novels & Stories

I was carrying the next generation of my family, and I would tear apart the world to protect it. “We don’t have time for mistakes, little one,” I whispered to the small bump, the single source of warmth and goodness in this cold room. “Mommy is learning to be a shark now. And we are going to win.”

"Wear red, it will look great on you" I think to myself "Shit! Do I have anything red?!" I call Sally, come on answer phone, pick up, PICK UP! "thank God you answered, it's a code red literally,! Blake wants me to wear red and I don't own anything red!" Within minutes Sally was at My apartment entrance holding up two red dresses, "take your pick, ma' lady" she laughed. I chose the strapless long red dress, it made my waist look smaller and I felt like I deserved to be going on a date with the man I thought was finer than freshly sliced bread.

I want to show people that it is okay to be in a slump , it is okay to some times fall…but it is not okay to stay down. “ The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wan

"It's okay, everything will be okay! It might be really hard at first, but you'll get through it. Trust me, you can get through it!" ***

If it wants control— If it wants my place— Then it’s going to have to take it from me. And I’m not going to make that easy. Because this time— I’m not waiting for it to decide what happens next.

𝙄𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚.

I sucked it clean and whispered with a satisfied, exhausted smile: “I’m ready.” The Whisper Chain had completely consumed us… and we still wanted more

Adrian frowned and shook his head. "It's Old Elvish. It took me two hundred years to master." I flipped through the pages. "This section is about how to divide your enemies. This part, how to buy your allies. And here..." My finger traced a line of elegant script. "This teaches you how to make your brothers tear each other apart while you emerge as the 'peacemaker' and claim all their power." Adrian's expression shifted from disdain to intense focus. "You want the throne. But you have a wolf's strength, not a man's cunning. You are the bastard son. Forever pushed to the edge of power."

After all, I wouldn't be the one paying. Round after round of drinks, course after course of dishes. Mike's face flushed deep red as he drank himself into a haze. His tie hung crooked, one foot planted on a chair as he grandly held court. "I'm telling you—what matters in life is vision! Take Jennifer, for example. Tsk, tsk—textbook low-class mindset! For a few scraps of meat, she threw away all dignity! Unlike how my mother raised me! When a man spends money, he does it with style!"

"What do you need? Whatever it is, Sean, take it. take everything. I am offering everything. we can try again. I know what to do. I won't hold back this time. If I have to say the safe word, I won't hold it in." His eyes looked at mine, his head shaking.