Lirik Weak Novels & Stories

Rhea told me. I snorted and drank water. “Yeah, right,” I replied. I lay down in the clearing, resting after all that running. — You are special, Chloe. You just don't see it yet. — Rhea continued. — I'm not special, Rhea. I am useless. You heard the alpha himself saying that. He won't accept me as his partner because I'm weak. A useless wolf. As I spoke, I remembered his hurtful words. I couldn't help the moan that escaped me.

Why? He couldn’t possibly like her, right? “Don’t flatter yourself Alpha,” Tania's voice resounded in his ears as if in response to his question, “…a weak man like you also thinks he has the right to claim possession of a mate? Didn’t you hear that your heart is weak?” Tania smiled wickedly, “Or shall I remind you?”

"I just don't feel it, okay? I don't feel any power in me whatsoever." "Weak," Lythari scoffed as she stared at Kira so intently. "You. Are. Weak." "What?" Kira uttered, stunned by her words. "I am not weak just because I didn't lift a bottle." "Yes, you are," Lythari said, her tone flat and certain. "I thought you would be at least strong enough, but… you really are just a weakling." "If it is a joke, stop it," Kira warned, not feeling pleased about being taunted.

Lingsir wengi Sepi durung biso nendro Kagodho mring wewayang Kang ngreridhu ati Kawitane Mung sembrono njur kulino Ra ngiro yen bakal nuwuhke tresno Nanging duh tibane aku dewe kang nemahi Nandang bronto Kadung loro Sambat-sambat sopo Rino wengi Sing tak puji ojo lali Janjine mugo biso tak ugemi Yes, it’s Lingsir Wengi, a song that is believed can attract the white lady to appear. The melody does send chills to their spines, but they are still vigilant as Seta can attack any time.

the voice whispered near my ear. I struggled, but my body was going limp too fast. My knees buckled. And just like that…. The world went black.

I'm so weak. I'm sorry, Angelo.

I softened my tone, placed the card on her lap, and sat on the edge of the bed beside her, hoping she would look at me. “But I am not like that. I don’t come from old or new money. I work three jobs and can’t even afford to pay my bills. I won’t even be able to become a werewolf anymore. I have failed as a werewolf and as a human.” Another tear fell on her phone, breaking my heart even more. Setting the tray on the bedside table, I turned to face Zira and pulled her hands into mine. “Listen to me. You haven’t failed. You are stronger than you realize and if anyone has failed, others have failed you.”

Barbra spat out while stepping on my hands. “You are the one who should be called weak. Preying on the weak because you are blessed makes you more of a nonentity than a Luna. You can do anything you want with me; I don’t give a damn. Just so you know, strength doesn’t lie in the muscle," I spoke up with tears in my eyes.