Strong Language Novels & Stories

He said mockingly. "Hahaha, sounds funny to me, hey that wasn't my question though!" "Oh I'm sorry, well I can't really explain it in detail as it is a very deep concept, but it simple words I can see your soul. It's an ability you can learn once you hone your skills to the highest level possible." "Ah, I see, interesting, hey teach me that too!" "Oh, it's going to take you more than a few years to get there but seeing your soul strength maybe you can pick it up. It's an extremely useful skill in combat, it helps you to analyze your opponent's power thus making it easier for you to expect their next move."

Rudy said somewhat excitedly, "Then, I can try too, yes?" Fane did not want to burst Rudy's excitement, but reality was cruel. Fane said helplessly, "Even though there's some uncertainty, high-grade techniques usually use a lot of attributes. After all, more of the element would usually cause the technique to be even stronger." Rudy's excitement was dampened in an instant. "So…it's still a game for the strong in the end. It's just that the uncertainty exists between the strong, right?" This time, Rudy's understanding was spot on. Fane nodded and said, "You're right; the uncertainty exists between the strong. If two people face off, their skills need to be similar for the weaker one to have a

Xandar and Christian both chuckled at Annie’s blunt remark. “I’m not being humble, Annie. It’s the truth.” Lucianne said. Annie rolled her eyes and said, “Lucy, strength is not merely a physical attribute. Your strength in enduring whatever life throws at you and still managing to stand and help those in need is much more valuable than having hard muscles and knowing how to throw a punch.” There were murmurs of agreement around the table.

I remembered what my grandmother told me when I got bullied in school, “My child, be strong.” “But Lola, I’m not strong. I couldn’t even fight back,” I replied in between my sobbing. “Apo, strength is not about having the force to push people or beating them; most of the time, strength is measured by how much pain and suffering one can endure without completely losing character. If you are kind, stay kind no matter how cruel the world may be; never let others change you just because they’re different from you. That, apo, is true strength.”

Jo stood between them, a whistle slung around his neck and his right arm raised up before he blew the whistle and they started lunging towards each other. Mr. Jung ducked when Mr. Min's fist came flying towards him, brutal and unabashed. He was like that when it came to Mr. Min and Mr. Kim but that didn't mean he wasn't good at what he did. Mr. Jung moved swifter than anybody I had seen fight before, you could let yourself think you'd win but he'd be right there, knocking the breath out of you the very next second. There was no anger, no wrath but pure dominance in the game, technique over strength.

and If you fail you will die velliam:- I don't have any choice if i don't do it I live terrible life I am ready I don't care if I die goddess:- very well then raise your head I have to send you to demon world and one thing more there 5 years are equal to 5 days here (then she touch her head and he send to demon subconscious world) pokeri:- what is the mean of strong and become strong I am talking about mentally goddess:- look poke in life we face so much thing lossing somebody, death of people we care about,betray,failure,problems when this kind of thing happen we start feel weak and wish to die because that thing keep hurting us and when we are weak we just breakdown so easily and our probl

If a woman is too hurt, the pain is the strength. Coupled with great anger, and maybe if released it will form a fire that is ready to burn. 'So don't try to play with me, Mas, my heart is satisfied to see it. "Hurry up, Ma'am! Quickly help me!" Oh shit! Tuti hugged me tightly from behind. Wanting to fight is difficult because his strength is also strong. Mbak Imar also ran over.

Jon shouts in laughter. “You aren’t f!cking around with us girl. You shouldn’t even dare try fight us because it won’t end in a good way. I have your head, pretty or not.” Rowan is now stood fuming and shouting in front of me. I haven’t even had to look up to block either of their attacks. Every minute they let me recover, I am getting stronger. Healing by the second regaining my confidence I once had.

I held both of her hands with just one of my hands and brought my lips to her ear while keeping her still. ________ Do you know what my strongest weapon is in the fight? - I whisper with an arrogant smile on my lips. - The force... if I may say so now I'm going to knock you out. - I announced taking her shoulder without caring about the beast that struggled on top of me. I left the ring still holding her and then stopped in front of the pool. And so I threw myself along with her keeping her close even though I knew I was playing with fire... - I said I would win. - I announced watching the expression of hate burn in those emerald green irises, however something in my chest turned on like a l

His physical strength alone could withstand these relentless attacks. A surge of violent energy crashed into Adrian, sending waves of searing pain through his body. The excruciating sensation consumed him. "Break!" Adrian gritted his teeth as the overwhelming pressure bore down on him. It felt as though tens of thousands of pounds were hammering his body. The pain was indescribable, yet his expression remained cold and determined, exuding an almost murderous intensity. Andy watched in shock, his eyes wide. Adrian's sheer ferocity was otherwordly.