More Than A Body Novels & Stories

Like maybe I could take it back. Maybe I could reclaim my body. “I used to think my body was the problem,” I admitted quietly. “Like it caused everything. Like it made people hurt me.” He shook his head. “Your body’s not the enemy. It’s a survivor. It’s been protecting you the best way it knows how.” Tears came again, but softer this time. “Sometimes I hate my body.” Lane didn’t flinch. He just nodded. “That’s okay. Many survivors feel that way. But your body deserves love. It deserves peace. And so do you.”

“Because this isn’t the first time it’s happened.” I shift uncomfortably. “I don’t know.” I could really do without this conversation right now. She watches me closely. “You said you couldn’t. That you weren’t in the right headspace or whatever. But it felt like more than that.” I say nothing. She presses on, gently. “It’s not… a physical thing, is it? Like, not a medical problem?” “No,” I say too fast. “No. It’s not that.” Her gaze sharpens. “Then what is it? Because you kiss me like you mean it, and then your body just… it just shuts off.”

“What, like five mil per year? And that’s the minimum package that Tetragrammaton Tech offers. The base package comes with three clone bodies total. To get more, you’ve gotta upgrade.” Miko nodded resolutely. The cost was ridiculously steep. But that wasn’t why it wasn’t attractive. “This sounds amazing, right? However there is more to it. Human life is rooted in our individual consciousness. Once this body dies, so does its consciousness. It will not suddenly transfer to the clone body. She will have the same memories, but her own consciousness.” The third EyeCast circled around them until they were silhouettes painted against Sol’s light. As they spoke, it recorded what seemed to be like a

As if my body has forgotten what to do with its own size. My knees spread wide, forearms braced on my thighs, phone hanging loose in one hand, and there I am in the glass: massive, inked, sweating, breathing too hard for a man sitting still. A body built for impact. A body that makes other men brace before I even reach them. A body women look at like it promises something primitive and uncomplicated. A body that I have spent years turning into proof that I am not easily owned by anything. And all of it means nothing.

he muttered, caressing my pussy through my silk panties. “Leave me alone, Santos. I don't want you. Not anymore.” Trying to keep the pain from my voice, I pushed him, but it was like trying to move a wall. “That's not what your body says, darling.” He pushed the panties aside and stroked my bare clit. I couldn't stop the moan from escaping. “What my body wants and what I want are two different things,” I said truthfully, even though in this case, my body and I wanted the same thing.

“… Compared to them, those who work the Body—you and I, and everyone else with abilities in this Pack—may seem like small fry. But we aren’t, because just as they dominate the realm of the Mind, we are of the physical, and there is almost nothing we cannot have our bodies do when it gets down to it. “Injuries that should take weeks to heal can be repaired in the blink of an eye by someone at the peak of their game,” he added. “We are very, very difficult to kill. We do not succumb to disease. Our understanding of risk, love, and danger… differs from the norm, going far beyond what the average mind would ever comprehend.” Malcolm’s never strayed from mine throughout his explanation. It was li

“I don’t understand it either than you are, Granny.” Granny then started walking back and forth, her fingers entwined together. “I don’t know if you know this, but the body, the mind, and the shadow are three essential things one must acknowledge to survive. The body is designed to communicate its need through sensory perception. It is a complex machine that serves as a cup for holding the shadow.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I said as I looked at him with my eyebrow raised. The dim light of the fire around us highlighted his muscular body. His tattoos danced as his muscles flexed. “Our clothes are soaked and it’s cold as fuck. We have to take them off or we’ll freeze. You might want to do the same.” He simply stated as he slid his slacks off, leaving him in a pair of light grey briefs. They were soaking wet, and clunk to his skin revealing every detail of his member underneath. I felt my cheeks flush as my eyes wandered his flawless body. He had cuts and bruises forming on his skin both from the accident.

If it had been a longer period of time, wouldn't he have really become rigid? William realized a problem at that moment: Thorne had to come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, if something happened to his physical body, he wouldn't be able to come back. William realized the seriousness of the situation and instantly panicked. He immediately fetched a blanket and tightly covered Thorne. Suddenly, I thought again, would a high temperature accelerate the decay of the body? Sweating profusely, I took off the blanket. What about Thorne? After leaving the physical body, the form transformed into its true essence. It was a much taller and more robust figure.

replied the servant, walking closer to Long Chen while explaining what body he was referring to. "Hey, I'm curious how she can hide it from others? This is the same as a sacred body. I'm sure your young lady is still pure, right? If any man manages to sleep with this young lady, it's not impossible that he will experience a huge change in his cultivation and physique!" Long Chen spoke like that for a reason. He knew very well about special bodies such as sacred bodies, ice bodies, sword bodies, and other special bodies. Moreover, he himself also had a special body that, if people knew about it, would drive the entire world crazy to obtain it.