Some People Are Born Great Novels & Stories

"I don't believe on people being born as evil. Something happens that push people to be one. Childhood experience, trauma, abuse, or an accident that involves head injury. That's what make people do evil things." "You really are a good person, Chris. You don't want to simply judge people, you always wants to make sense of why they do the things they do. That's why you're the best." "You still think I'm the best?" "Of course, dummy."

His birth mother is a gold digger who slept her way to the top. [Mrs. Windsor’s mysterious identity exposed. She is actually a kept woman.] ... In an instant, this news dominated the entertainment section. Countless netizens left comments below. [No wonder Mrs. Windsor has always been so low-key. The media has never gotten a clear shot of her face all these years. Turns out she’s just some woman who used a baby to lock him down. The Windsor family probably doesn’t even acknowledge her.] [Exactly. Mr. Windsor is a top-tier bachelor. He’s just messing around. But she has the nerve to call herself Mrs. Windsor? How ridiculous!]

My father once told me humans were born different from every other race in this world. Where we get our powers set the moment we're born with no room to grow, humans are born weak but with the potential to grow stronger. But growth always comes with difficulty, especially for them. So most tend to be weak and that leads to the idea that humans are weak, but he told me there are those that worship strength, the truly strong among men. But I had only seen weak humans at that time.

"Stronger, because when everyone feels a sense of achievement in contributing to the strength of the pack, unity follows. And unity, Amanda, is more powerful than any birthright. But I guess you know nothing about that." She blinked at me, as if I'd started speaking another language—faking her laugh, masking her anger. "You are really delusional. Do you honestly believe these… these bottom-feeders can be warriors? Leaders? They were born weak. They were born to serve." My smile vanished. The composure I had been holding on to snapped. I looked at her in contempt. "No. They were just born without privilege—without rights. You can say that because you don't know their position nor have you exp

"Don't call her questions dumb, kids.' They turned away from me, laughing. I sighed, back to Emily. "To answer your question, I will say, people are different when they are born, they turn out to be identical, why some don't turn out to be identical, they were just made in that direction, fated to be what they are but at the same time. Still, we are all special." I explained. "I see. But Mom, I've always wanted to ask, where do we come from?"

Gael "There he is!" Paul, my personal advisor, says as he enters my office. His spontaneous cheerfulness makes me roll my eyes because I know he's expecting good news from my last family meeting. Being born in the golden cradle of D'Angelo brings some very, very good things: success, money, hot women and the extravagance of parties, although it has its downside too. Women always look at you as if you were a huge pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. You don't have the freedom to come and go, and you have the weight of an empire on your shoulders. "So how did it go there? Are you more of a millionaire than you were yesterday, or..." I laugh sarcastically.

I tried to guess, I know she's that soul yet I'm clueless why. "Yeah, you see. In the prosperous age of the company, not even any hair color except blond was born and ruled the company but then Grey was born." He stopped, "Which people immediately considered as a bad omen. Sadly, for Grey, she's not able to escape that fate" he sighed with pity.

And yes, money helps people advance themselves further while making sweeping world changes. Then this information is for you. I believe some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them. Great achievement is usually born of great sacrifice and is never the result of selfishness. The greatness of a man's power is the measure of his surrender. Greatness is not flawlessness: it shines through your flaws. So if you really want to be great, it's time to wake up flawless. Enclosed inside was a separate note and a picture. Flawless was written on it. In his line of business, he had received many letters and invitations from females, but not quite like this on

Because forgiving is easy but forgetting, so difficult because what has happened is so crusty under his skin. "I said goodbye to go home. Live the way you want, Mommy." Fabian filled his lungs with plenty of air supply. "I also live with what I believe is right. Because what Mommy thinks of me is outrageous. I'm still a regular guy, who Mommy should be proud of out there. But thank you for the wound. I can stand great on the wound that Mommy gave me."

His words sparked anger in the two women. “That’s exactly why he’s amazing!” one of them shot back. “He was lucky to be born into a wealthy family, he’s good-looking, and he’s achieved so much. Even if someone like you was born into that kind of family, I doubt you’d be able to make even half of his success, especially with your brain and face.”