Keep Fighting Quotes Novels & Stories

A small, but persistent voice that refuses to die. Survive.

He refuses to give up. “I can still fight!” He said as he cried on and on through the night on the ever-busy streets of Forest City.

All I knew was Derek trusted him with his life. “No, we’re sitting pretty and waiting for them to burn the whole motherfucking kingdom we’ve built here,” Carter snapped before he deadpanned. “Of course we’re fecking retaliating. And we need muscle, so you better get your arse in fighting shape because I reckon we’ll need all the men we can get.” Was he kidding? I stayed in fighting shape all year round. It was my job. Literally.

“Afraid that if I stop fighting, if I let myself feel something else, I won’t be able to go on. That the fire will fade, and I’ll be nothing but ashes.” Ash’s voice was soft, but it cut through her fear like a blade. “Maybe that’s what scares you. Not that the fire will fade, but that it might burn you out completely. But the truth is, Nia, you don’t have to keep fighting this war alone. You don’t have to keep carrying the weight of the past. I’m here. We’re in this together.”

I will never stop fighting for us. We might not feel the same way we do tomorrow, or two months from now, or six years down the road. We won't always have that spark, that fire, that intensity to our love. But I promise I'll keep fighting for us to find it. I promise to keep fighting for us, bring us together. I promise to keep fighting for the people we once were. And if we change, I'll fight to help us relearn each other and love each other again. I'll be your strength.

The rest follows in due course. While life remains, hope endures. "No one picks a fight with us and win." While life remains, hope endures. "No one picks a fight with us and wins."

Their determination gave me strength, a reminder of what I was fighting for. “Listen up!” I called out, gaining their attention. “Our enemy thinks they can break us with threats and attacks. But they’re wrong. We’re stronger than that, and we’ll prove it. Train hard, stay vigilant, and be ready for anything. We will not fall!” A chorus of affirmations echoed through the hall, and I felt a surge of pride for my pack. They were ready to fight, ready to defend our home and our people. And I would do everything in my power to ensure our survival.

“Exactly. Listen : we just got punched. It happens. What matters is we don’t stay down. Isabella’s absence hurt today, but it doesn’t define us. We sharpen. We dig deeper. We go back tonight and tear our strategy apart until it’s bulletproof.” Lena raised a brow. “You’re not discouraged?” “Hell yes, I’m discouraged,” I said, letting a grim smile show. “But discouraged and defeated are two different things. We’re not defeated. Not even close. This is war, people. And we don’t lose wars because one soldier’s on emergency leave.” Tom cracked a tired grin. “Damn, boss. Motivational speech level ten.” Sarah laughed softly. “He’s right, though. We’ve got this. For Isabella too....she’d kill us if

"How do we stay vigilant forever?" "We do it by staying together," I said. "By never forgetting what we're fighting for." The villagers gathered around us, their faces full of fear and hope. I could see the doubt in their eyes, the uncertainty. But I could also see the determination. They had come this far. They weren't going to give up now. "We need to keep the light strong," I said. "We need to keep feeding it with our warmth. Every day. Every night. That's how we keep the quiet away."

I'm always protected, located far away from all the adventure Carly got to do along with my Aunt Madonna as her backup. A new rise of hope is building within me. I can do this, I can do this. I can do this. There's no other way but to do this. I chant to myself that I am left with no choice but to not go down without a fight. All I need is one good shot in one of his vital area.