Spider Man Weak Novels & Stories

But I refused to let up hugging her close. In the future I'll remember to tell her never to mention this scenario to anyone. There's no way I'm letting people know about how weak I am right now! Hell no, I'm a hard ass. Even if I'm at the brink of tears. Murderers cried too right- I mean I've never killed anyone but everyone's got weaknesses. Superman's was a damn stone, so don't judge me. "Who's the hunk?" She asked glancing over my shoulder.

Zade had done something to make me fall asleep… Great… I needed his help. Once again, I was unable to defend myself. All the training and it was for nothing. Why am I so weak? I walk quickly to the bathroom, wanting to wash away the memories of the night before. I pull off my shirt and switch on the shower as my thoughts swirl rapidly in my head, giving way to a crushing headache. I’m always the weak one from all the Blood Borns. Zaia has always been incredibly strong… Sebastian, Atticus, Zade, even Gaultier… only me.

Her knees buckled. “Kim!” Gabriel shouted, his fists clenched, but Yoona held him back with a hand. “I told you that she must fight this herself,” Yoona said firmly, though her eyes betrayed her worry. Kimberly shook her head, tears burning her eyes. “Stop it.” One shadow lunged at her, and instinctively, Kimberly thrust out her hand. The fireball exploded outward, blasting the shadow into smoke. But two more rose in its place. “Fire alone won’t defeat them,” Seraphine warned. “They feed on your weakness. What is your strength?”

“And how are we supposed to attack the broodmother?” Damian’s voice sounded behind me. I turned around and saw him utterly exhausted, his breathing ragged, sweat soaking his clothes. Despair was apparent in Damian’s eyes, and not just his, but everyone’s here. He strode toward me and grabbed my collar impatiently. “Your brain better be useful. Think of something!” His grip loosened when a spider lunged at us. Ash countered it with her power, but it wasn’t fatal. She only sent the spider flying backward. Even Ash’s strength had its limits.

Balancing on her feet, she let her arms fall and Lucian let her go before he turned and continued walking, again. This time, they climbed winding steps. Anna was getting exhausted but Lucian seemed to be doing fine. No pauses or huffed breath. And then it came to mind that he was a werewolf. According to what she'd read and watched, werewolves possessed supernatural strength and couldn't tire easily like the average human. For a moment there, she wished she possessed this strength. The steps were far!

Feeling some level of pity for this mutt. "What the hell do you think you're doing?! She's in a fragile state!" the welp demanded. "'Fragile' how?" I lazily asked, already having heard of the details from Dingo, who heard from his son about that she wolf's 'condition'. "Her body has become weaker than any other werewolf's! Her inside's so weak, her muscle can barely help her stand! Her healing ability clearly has not been working for her, or she would've healed from the poison's effects by now! And now you have that bitch of your's-"

But Jonah had, without putting in extra efforts, dashed my hope of becoming stronger. Even when I had made use of the Vibrous effortlessly and indirectly, showing me that I was weak and that I would remain weak, shattering all the strength I had feigned.

"See, I'm not one of those big strong muscular men. I'm just an omega . I may be your Luna, but you're still a step up from me. So tell me, what has you so down?" "I just hate that I'm not as strong as them. And the worst part is they were just throwing it in my face and teasing me before the rogues showed up. As if to make matters worse, their point was proven how small and weak I am when the rogues almost killed me, because I couldn't fight like them. I'm just not cut out for this stuff! I'm too small and too weak!" He said. I could hear the sadness in his voice, the defeat. I could see it as his head hung again and his eyes went back to his lap.

He also told me that he could not touch human when his power didn't work. After a few moments, in a yellow boxer and without shirt, the sun man was lying on the glossy floor with some blood dripping down from his forehead. I never knew that Cain could dropped him easily as that, it took him seconds. The sun man seemed to be just strong when there was a sun, but if the night came, he turned onto a pointless one. Cain looked at me. "Lil, come on!" He called.

Jake said, starting to argue. "The problem is, how can the grip of an adult man's hand break someone's arm? Unless it's just a hard hit in an accident, Human bones are very hard, Jake. Unless he's sick!" Jake fell silent again. "So you think Cox has some kind of superpower?" "I don't think so. I think Meadow really has health problems. When Cox gripped him harder, Meadow felt sick. The doctor said that he was a heavy smoker." Jake nodded again. "It makes perfect sense that Cox is Superman, doesn't it?" The corner of Mike's lips lifted into a grin.