Not For The Weak Hearted Novels & Stories

The atmosphere was charged with intensity as their muscles strained and their hearts pounded. Captain Rodgers, known for his unwavering dedication and strength, pushed himself to the limit. With each obstacle conquered, he pushed harder, fuelled by a determination to set an example for his comrades. Sweat glistened on his brow as he exerted himself, his every movement precise and calculated.

A nostalgic smile fills my heart. I'm going to miss this a lot; you all are my wolf boys. No matter where you are, you are mine, okay? Be as mine as I am yours. I am your partner, your alley, your ACE OF HEARTS in perfection. Don't look for me, don't take risks for me, and don't stop your lives for me. You all are the best thing I've ever had in my life. Don't forget to give Horus a kiss from me and tell him I love him so much too.

ACE I was furious, my heart was beating so fast it was a miracle that it couldn't be heard from the gate. No one speaks to Aella that way, no one is allowed to talk about her. They don't know what it took me to bring her here, they don't know how much I hated sharing her with humans.

she Said. Jack got home late today, the work at the store was heretic and stressful. He slumps on the chair and looked at his watch. The time is eleven minutes past 10pm and wisdom is not yet back. He would be at the gym centre working himself very hard because of the competition that is college is going to hold. The boy is very hardworking, he thought. Now, he had to have a shower and look for something to eat then have a long rest. He really need that resting part has he stands and proceeds to his room. Kelvin came to the gym center when Wisdom use to train to have a few workout. He had been running away from workout ever since his big bro leave him for the overseas. Now, he came because o

So after thinking about all that I felt like going to that room to finish what I had given myself permission to start. I tried to get out of bed, I had a lot of pain on the right side of my body. With my left hand I held that part of my body that hurt. I finally managed to get up. I walked slowly towards the door of the room. I was too disoriented, I did not understand where I was. After completely leaving my room and closing the door behind me, I kept walking until I found the first door. With sweaty hands I grabbed the lock, it slipped, I wiped my hand on the kind of robe I was wearing. I grabbed the lock again and turned it, very nervous. When I opened the door I found a man in his eighti

I was starting to feel fine. "Here eat.." my mom said putting some greens in front of me and I smiled, "thank you mom.. I'm not dying though." "You scared me. I need to call your dad." "Mom.. please don't.. don't do that. You'll worry him about nothing. I'm fine really. Tests will come back saying I'm great and you're the one who needs to be tested.." "Only you experienced a mini heart attack... Tawny what's wrong?" "Nothing...Nothing. So what should I do for that not to happen again..? Coz I eat healthy as F"

Noah Clayton My biggest fear in life is to experience heart attack and die young that's why I have a really healthy lifestyle and make sure to exercise everyday. I know that I could take care of myself most of the time but the woman who's sitting in front of me not. She's beautiful and no one could deny that statement. She's attractive and yes, she has her ways how to make people look at her. She's smart and I'm sure she is because she's running a big company. But she's careless and she needs a lot of attention. She's handful and that's the last thing I want from a woman.

Noah's question hit my heart "What if I can't" I answered wistfully, what if I was born like this. Live with a weak heart; choose to be alone so as not to get into trouble. I think I'm not the only one who has this kind of weak, whiny and cowardly nature; there are many other people around the world.

His voice was no louder than a whisper. It was a breaking point for Daniel. He couldn’t hold his tears back. He turned his back to the bed and cried silently. It was getting too hard for him to control himself. He wanted to stay strong. For everyone, for his family, for Carson, for Russell. But he was getting weak in his knees. It was like his feet lost all strength to held him up straight.

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 was 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌. 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑷𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄.