Strength Book Novels & Stories

“Say no when you mean no. Tell me when you change your mind. If you want protection, ask loudly. If you don’t, we build you strength and systems so that you don’t need to ask.” “Strength and systems,” I echoed. “That sounds like a corporate training.” “It works in houses, too.” His mouth ticked. “Systems look like: escort to your car after close, safety codes like Todd's ‘check twenty-three,’ dowels and latches, lighting, a new routine so he can’t map you. Strength looks like: we teach you to throw a man twice your size, you learn to read a parking lot, you stand in a room and don’t apologize for taking space.”

he stopped at the door to look at us again. "What?" Viper asked. "She doesn't need us. Neither of them do. All we do is bring them down. They are too good for us and I think that deep down we all know it. That's why we ordered them around. That's why we kept them at arm's length. That's why we treated them like they were less than us. Just looking at them showed us what real strength is and we all know that deep down we are weak." he half smirked and shook his head.

When we finally returned to the clearing, I collapsed onto the grass. Kaiden didn’t. He stood over me, arms crossed. “You’re not broken,” he said. I stared up at the brightening sky. “That’s reassuring.” “You’re out of rhythm,” he continued. “There’s a difference.” That silenced me. He finally crouched beside me. “You think strength is constant,” he said. “It’s not. It fluctuates. It adapts.” “And if it doesn’t?” I asked quietly. “Then we force it to.”

A muscle jumped in his forehead, and I realized his weakness was still that damned Angél. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Ton opened the knife kit and placed it on the table beside the wooden one. “By the way, good choice of Beta. He’s not as strong as I was, but he’s sharper than I thought.” He tried to laugh again, but Ton’s reply was sharper. “Strength is a matter of perspective. Any intense training can build strength, but brains have to come factory-installed.” The two of them glared at each other, and for the first time I noticed an enmity between them I had never seen before.

Neither Mom nor Dad spared me a backward glance. From that day onward, I learned to stand on my own two feet. I had to take care of myself. I was only six years old when I faced the loneliness, the danger, and the helplessness of life on my own. I forced myself to be strong and resilient. I forced myself to be independent. I made sure to build a tough armor around myself to protect myself from harm. My armor was close to perfect during my childhood and teenage years. However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor.

I finally got her off my back after promising to visit her in the evening after work. Everything in The Platinum Fitness Gym was state of the art. The place looked so expensive and I felt like I wasn’t even fit to be in it. Everyone was seriously working out and I counted about ten gym instructors helping people out. I recognized a few of the people as members of the university of Bamenda Football Team. “Why did you bring me here?” I whispered. “Because, I will be holding my training sessions here.” “This is a gym not a football field” “There is a football field at the back.”

It was a higher ranking than mine, and I had gotten the strength bonus of 6%. Altogether, this would mean that the Strength that I had would get a bonus of 6%. I had about fourteen Strength, and that 6% of the fourteen was added to it. Meaning I now had a Strength of 14.84. Basic formula would be BaseStat+(1+PercentageBoost/100)+SkillDamage+(ComboSkillDamage*SkillBonus). It's simple math, and no one really knew how much health people usually had. The status screen never showed numbers for Health or Mana.

Milo paces back and forth, calling out instructions and reminders while they go through their warm up cadence. “Pay close attention to the Alpha’s offense techniques and submission holds are his specialty. Bronx executes them better than most wolves. Especially based on his physical size.” When they’re finished, everyone gets either paired up or added to trios to fight Bronx. The younger guards are up first. Bronx paces in the ring. His eye flashes black, letting everyone know Saint is at the ready too. You can feel his energy across the pavilion. It’s intense and intimidating. Ashley and I move into the crowd so we can calm some of the younger guards that have never felt his power. We remin

My punch had shattered their preconceived notions, rendering me a force to be reckoned with, a contender who had harnessed a raw and undeniable strength. As I stood there, the reality of the situation became abundantly clear. My victory was not simply a triumph of physical prowess; it was a display of the power that resided within, a testament to the determination that fueled my actions. The dent in Theroid's armor was not just a dent—it was a symbol, an emblem of the strength that lay dormant beneath the surface, waiting to be unleashed.

When the time came for my acceptance speech, I stood on the stage with the reward in my hand and looked out at the audience. So many young, bright, hopeful faces filled the hall. "Once, I believed marriage was a safe harbor. Because of someone who did not deserve it, I nearly lost myself and my life." I paused. "But later I realized something important. No one should live as someone else's accessory. The pursuit of one's own value is the only thing that lasts. "This award belongs to me, to my team, and to everyone who refuses to surrender when life turns against them. "No matter what you face, remember this. You always have the strength to start over."