Rising Strong Novels & Stories

Rising. Always.

"To every woman who was told she was too emotional, too soft, too ambitious. To every person who lost everything and had to start again. This is your reminder that we rise. And we rise stronger." That night, Natalie sat on the balcony of her penthouse, watching the stars return to a sky once clouded by doubt. Lila joined her with two glasses of wine. "You know," Lila said, handing her a glass, "I always believed you’d come back. But I never expected this." "Neither did I," Natalie admitted. "But maybe sometimes we have to be burned down to remember what we’re made of." Lila raised her glass. "To rising from the ashes."

I curl my fingers into fists and send them flying into the air. “Come on, damn it. Quicker, quicker…” I drop to the ground, and sweep my leg across the dirt. Moves like this could determine life and death for me. I have to get stronger. I can’t rely on someone like Riven to keep me safe, not like I did before. Riven is a pack leader now, and I need to prove myself to him just like any of the other pack leaders.

Leonard thought to himself as he takes another sip of that finely brewed coffee. Leonard’s jolliness seems to have faded a bit as he contemplates that thought, he knew his buddy is experiencing anxiety and he could not do anything about it. Even having casual drinks at Trifler’s seems to have less effect on Rio’s heavily bothered mind. To other people’s eyes, Rio may look normal, the manner is still there, perfectly projected by this young man, but in Leonard’s eyes, Rio cannot hide the truth. Even Aunt Petra as well as Uncle Ferdie have noticed the sudden mood swings and behavior of their young master. Leonard feels that besides the things Rio is experiencing, Aunt Petra and Uncle Ferdie ha

The citizens, caught in the fervor of the moment, found solace and strength in their shared commitment to safeguarding their future. Rhesus, standing amidst the fervent assembly, absorbed the energy pulsating from the crowd. He raised his hand, acknowledging the support, and the crowd responded with an uproar of approval. "To the halls of resistance, we march!" Rhesus proclaimed, his voice carrying over the sea of faces. "Let this day be remembered as the birth of our defiance!"

Emely stepped onto the small stage, holding a microphone with practiced elegance. “Thank you for attending this blessed evening,” Emely’s voice echoed. “Today is not only about my son Dewangga’s engagement to Vanes, but also about welcoming the heir of the Nasution family. The baby boy she carries will prove that our family will continue to thrive beyond any slander.” Polite applause followed, though cynical whispers about Serena lingered in the corners of the room. Just as Emely was about to invite Dewangga to place the ring on Vanes’s finger, his phone vibrated.

Josh stood near the others. He was a bit of an interesting one with his preference for shaving his head completely bald even in wintertime. He was a good fighter though, with a wide chest and big barrel arms. Of course, whenever he opened his mouth, you could pretty much bet that whatever was about to come out was a tall tale; and good luck getting him to stop once he got going. He now stood pensively staring at the ground, silent for once.

Storm AND THIS JUST IN BILLIONNAIRE EX-CEO DASTAN LEMOS WAS SHOWN ON THE NEWS THIS MORNING AS BEING DETAINED IN GINKOU ALONG WITH HIS ASSISTANT FOR ILLEGAL ENTRY WITH MILLIONS OF DOLLARS IN THEIR POSSESSION AND NOTHING TO SHOW AS TO HOW THEY CAME ABOUT THE CASH, THE PRIME MINISTER SAID HE IS WILLING TO MEET WITH HIS FAMILY TO DISCUSS THE NEXT STEPS PENDING THIS SITUATION, THIS AND MORE NEWS WE BRING- Now the Raging Storm is truly over, revenge is always most refreshing when it is served cold.

He spread his arms toward the rising sun. “We are the New Dawn Pack.”