Mental Strength Book Novels & Stories

And Jericho's attention was on me even though he feigned interest in whatever Ace had to say. "My father once told me that the strongest people never have to prove to anyone that they're strong. Because, most times, physical strength isn't what matters," Gunnar whispered gruffly so low that I was certain only Quinn, Jericho, and me could hear, "it's your mental strength which is important. Before forcing yourself to heal physically, heal your mind. Your body and mind must be in agreement. When your mind is in a positive place, only then will you see the progress you've been making." "Did Jericho ask you to say that?"

When I told her how stressful it was to me, she reasoned with me and spoke that the Day should favour us with little or no struggle, and with abundant sales and profits. Exactly as she proclaimed, it happened! Her power with spoken words was out of this world. I have heard people described a certain woman as physically strong, but in Mum’s case, she was strong in all ramifications. Her use of inward power is unimaginable. ‘I wished I could train my mind like that but since hers was working for us, that would not be necessary’, I smiled amidst my thoughts, feeling better for the things we accomplished.

I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing the worn cover of the book harder against my ribs. "Cast out these evil thoughts," I prayed aloud, my breath hitching as I rocked back and forth on the floor. "Oh Lord. Fill my heart with strength so I don't look at him again. Deliver me from this temptation. Do not let me be corrupted. Please, just give me the strength to survive this temptation and overcome this weakness."

“Never. You’re not a burden. You’re a fighter. I saw that from the start.” I swallowed around the knot in my throat. “Even if I break down sometimes?” He turned to me fully. “You’re allowed to break down. Hell, I break down. Strength isn’t about never falling apart. It’s about putting yourself back together afterward, and letting someone help when you can’t do it alone.” I blinked quickly, tears threatening again. “You’re really good at this whole ‘wise mentor’ thing.” “I prefer ’sexy sensei.” He teased, leaning in close.

In its place, a ringing sound pierced through her ears. She fisted her hands and held on to the book she still had in her hands. She tore through the pages, feeling the need to grab onto something solid when she blacked out. Only that she was still very much conscious. She just couldn’t breathe, talk, see nor hear. Right then, she remembered Patricia’s words even through her hazy thoughts. “You’re strong. Never doubt yourself. You can fight this all alone.” The empowering words pushing Lilith to hold onto the book she had in her hand.

Since I realized that caring isn't weakness — it's the only thing that makes us strong. End of Chapter 128

It was because his mental strength was way too powerful! The advantage of having strong mental power was clear to see. He could control his body in a more efficient way and secrete the hormones he needed at will so he could speed up his physical improvements. Most importantly, with enough mental strength, it would not be hard for him to advance to invincibilis. Other than that, he could feel a sense of confidence that he had never felt before. From his very core, it was like he was the most powerful man in the world! He was not only the most powerful man outside of the invincibilis state, but he had absolute confidence that he would eventually be the most powerful man in the world!

Chapter 19 The slip of paper wouldn’t leave me alone. I kept it tucked in my pocket during the day, under my pillow at night, like a secret I couldn’t bear to let go of—but couldn’t bring myself to share. The words pulsed in my mind whenever I touched it, sharp and insistent: *You are stronger than you think.* Strength. It sounded noble, even reassuring. But the truth was, strength was lonely. Strength meant carrying something alone. And every time Ian looked at me with those steady, searching eyes, I felt the distance growing.

can be blurred by a single sound, which is odd. I grasped my bag and held on tightly, as if it were the only thing holding me over. The space became quiet again, except for the clock, which would keep ticking off for a few seconds. Every move made felt like a slight deviation from my previous self. I surveyed the white walls, the half-blind curtain, and the hint of late day sunlight on the floor with one last glance. My pain, fear, and strength had all been felt in this room. Thankfully, they also shared a quiet voice. It was here that I discovered how tough it can be to resist temptation. In some cases, strength comes from the reserved courage to depart.'

Her words made perfect sense, and I might have been doing it unconsciously. "So what am I supposed to do?" I asked, eager to know how I could get stronger. *Stop seeing yourself as weak. Embrace the memories of this body; merge them with your own. You have the instincts of a warrior right at your fingertips, but you’re afraid to use them because you think you’re still that girl who died without a fight. If you keep resisting, you’ll never unlock your true potential.* Akira was turning into a mentor of sorts, but her words made sense to me.