She Of Life And Death Weakness Novels & Stories

"They all tried but they all died at the hand of this great being, none could come near it, it was death, no one knew its weakness," "No one knew its weakness?" Alpha Grim asked. "Yes, my lord. Only death knew its weakness," She answered. Really? Death had weakness? What then was its weakness? "What is its weakness?" Mason asked in my stead. "It's most cherished," She answered laughing weirdly. "It's weakness is it most beloved, is fate his to know his weakness and never be able to run away from it? It will keep getting intoxicated until it is completely drowned and has no means of escape,”

Knowing that Jasmine was Cassian's weakness, he tried exploiting that. Wyatt was trying his last desperate tactic. He knew Cassian's weakness was Jasmine and hoped to exploit it. Unfortunately, he had underestimated Cassian's resolve to kill him. "I don't care about the consequences. I'm not letting either one of you live past today," Cassian declared. While speaking, he glanced at the wheelchair-bound Shawn. Serena's words echoed in his mind. She had said that men needed to know when to be ruthless if they wanted to be able to stand tall and hold their ground.

Her frail body strangely yearned for that kind of physical grind. She remembered Dominic Ashcroft saying, "If you're not strong, you'll die." But even after becoming the strongest assassin in the underworld, she still died in Cambodia.

They cannot keep killing their own people whom she has taken under her control. Hera frowned. "If we cannot kill her, then I am sure there must be a way to stop her. Every being has a weakness for sure" she murmured. Logan nodded his head. "You are right. Every living being will have a weakness for sure. She must have one too. It's impossible to be born without any. If she is alive, then she has to die at some point. We need to find how she will die to speed up the process" he agreed with Hera.

"I've killed someone. With my own hands. I pulled that trigger and watched the life leave her eyes. I'm not... I'm not built for this world. Your world." "So what are you saying? That you're just going to leave? Walk away from everything we are?" "I'm not asking you to leave your life," she says, her voice breaking. "I know you can't. But I'm not strong enough to stay. And you'll always worry about me. I'll always be your weakness." Weakness. Aria is everything to me—my strength, my center, my reason for surviving all these years. How could she see herself as anything less?

I pull myself up on my feet, holding onto the chair to stable my legs properly on the ground. "And if you dare try to get the word out of her mouth, I'm going to kill you. I promise" "No! You know you can't kill me. You're not too strong enough to unless you feed on a human." I hate to admit that she's right. I'm weak now, and the only way to live a few more days is to stay away from anything that requires me to use my strength. I bite down my growl, my nails hideously digging into my palm. I hate the fact that I can't do anything, but I hate it more that Becca knows about my weakness.

Chapter 3 Life isn't fair. At a point in this cruel world; death is worth pleading for. , having had her back on the closed bathroom door for a long time sobbing, starts to slowly slide to the floor as her legs weaken. Her face has become pale and puffy due to her endless crying. Is life really worth fighting for?,slowly before her eyes she had watched her life crumbling. No paths left for her to survive that she hasn't crossed. Being mistreated by her mother and still enduring is not what everyone can do. She's helpless, she's nothing but an helpless-hopeless Omega.

"You're the poison in my life, and I'll kill you to be free." Gina's struggles grew weaker, her hits becoming mere slaps as her oxygen-starved brain fogged. Her vision blurred, her lips turning a ghostly pale. She felt her life force ebbing away, her consciousness slipping into darkness. Despite her fading strength, she continued to flail at Rick's hands, but it was a losing battle. Her body began to go limp, her eyes shut.

You examined me? " Yes. Apparently because of how weak you are. Your regenerative cells are really slow. The force of the attack broke most parts of your body, especially your spine. If she had left you there to heal, you would have died before you even started healing. Without her, I don't think you would even be alive, standing right here, standing opposite me. "She was the one who put me in that position in the first place! She should have just left me to end this miserable life of mine!! " I shouted as I dropped tears. The weak ones meant nothing to the pack, so ending it was the solution.

Scarlett's hands gripped his t-shirt, but she didn't possess any power to fight Jake. He shook her like a rag doll and laughed. Yet Scarlett did nothing. She didn't cry or scream—not because Scarlett didn't want to, but because she couldn't make a sound or move her body. Her strength was vanishing, and her vision momentarily blackened. Scarlett thought this might be it. This is where she would die, and then it would all be over. Not that Scarlett cared. What was the meaning of life when she was all alone? Well, even if her life was useless, Scarlett wanted to live.