Oh Yeah Harder Novels & Stories

I can almost hear Michael laughing again. But deep down, I feel my heart getting hardened. Michael Peterson lit the fire. Now watch me make him burn!

Just long enough to let it settle. “The easy way…” My grip tightened slightly. “Or the hard way.” I leaned in just a little closer. “Your choice, Damian.”

Keep going no matter how hard it is, difficulties aren't the end of the journey" he inferred. My initial anger has flown out the window, I'm in a much better mood. I think it's time I look for my mate.

"Well because we might pick something up" "And... why else?" "Well there's erm well just up the road from the hard rock there's erm well err.." "Just spit it out, Lanna" Acre says M and M world" "What?" I say laughing #"Well oh come on boys its M and M world, you cant come to London and not go to M and M world" Lanna says with a big grin on her face "Ok fine but your buying dinner" I say before Acre adds "And you best be buying us some M and Ms"

“It felt like failure.” “It’s not.” I shook my head. “I can’t hold it.” “Yes, you can.” “No, I can’t.” “You almost did.” “Almost isn’t enough.” “It is right now.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t like this.” “I know.” “I want to push harder.” “I know.” “I want to skip this part.” “I know.” I exhaled sharply. “This is frustrating.” “Yes.” “…But it’s working.” Kaiden nodded. “Yes.”

“You work two jobs. You’re a hard worker.” "Y-yes. I do." "Ohohoh, that's so incredible." He gave a short snort and I just don't know how to interpret it but it felt more like an insult to me. "Yeah. Life’s hard, I need to grind harder in order to earn money." I tried to speak with my chin up and my tone sprayed with a little vanity just to counter the insulting tone in the air. Upon hearing the word money, Harvey gave an uncanny smile that made me feel uncomfortable.

“But you’re still pulling back. Stop hesitating.” As the session went on, Victor pushed her harder. Olivia’s arms ached from exhaustion and sweat was dripping down her face, but she refused to give up. If nothing else, she would prove to him that she wasn’t as weak. By the end of the session, Olivia was exhausted. She slumped against the wall, her breath coming in small gasps. Victor bent in front of her. “You’ve got stamina,” he said finally. “But you need to toughen up. This is just the start.”

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Fuck it! "AZ, Honey, these grade of yours is much worse than last year's. You are about to graduate and it's not gonna help you get into a nice university or a course that you want. And we won't pay teachers to compute your grades blindly and give you a passing one. You need to strive harder and resist going out. Let your sister help you with your lessons." Mom stated and my father sighed deeply. "Maybe the lessons got harder than last time, and I---" I uttered but was cut off.

“Why do you want it to be difficult.” “Because I want to learn.” “You can learn all the same while working on it,” I argued. “But if I get everything on a silver platter...” “What’s wrong with that.” I want to give her the world. I’m not sure if I’m conveying that correctly. “You don’t understand...” Her voice trailed off as she looked down at her lap. Then she raised her head, her face flustered. “Wait ..why are you hard right now?” “Because you are fuming and that’s fucking hot.”