Strong Language Novels & Stories

“You did not hide. You did not show fear. That is strength.” I looked down at my hands. “It did not feel like strength.” “What did it feel like?” I let out a breath I didn’t realise I had been holding. “Like I was held together by a thread.” Kael’s expression shifted slightly. Not pity. Understanding. “Strength is not the absence of strain. It is the refusal to break.” The fire crackled behind us, the sound warm and close. I lifted my gaze. “So what happens next?” He didn’t hesitate.

"You insolent dog. Drag her to the courtyard and give her a good beating! After that, throw her out!" Several strong men went up to Mary, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out. She screamed in pain, only to receive punches and kicks in response.

His face softened completely, every trace of cold corporate armor melting away under the warm stage lights. "For a very long time, I believed that strength meant control," Adrian spoke clearly, his blue eyes never leaving Ethan’s face. "I believed that if I built high walls, if I controlled every outcome, and if I hid my fears behind wealth and secrets, I could protect the things I loved. I thought being strong meant never showing weakness. I was wrong." Ethan felt his throat tighten with sweet, overwhelming emotion. He gripped the edge of his table, listening to every word.

I even started running faster than before. My stamina and strength had both increased, and the discovery filled me with excitement. When I returned home that evening, Chris told me to come outside for another fight. Instantly, I became extremely nervous. He looked at me and chuckled. “If you face an enemy looking like that, they won’t show you any mercy. In fact, you’ll only give them a reason to kill you quickly. People with strength respect people with strength, and powerful people make way for powerful people. No one tolerates the weak.”

“Moreover, he has such great strength in his arms. He grabbed you and lifted your entire body up, but he did not even move an inch when you were struggling violently to free yourself!” “You should remember that the fact that he could grab you and lift you up does not mean that he is very strong, and he would not be considered very strong even if he could grab you without letting you break free. However, the fact that he did not move an inch at all even when you were struggling violently to free yourself proves that he is indeed extremely strong!”

------------ "And I pick myself up And I dust off the words You tried to stick me with 'Cause I know words are words Angry little vowels And conscientious letters Surrounded by derogatory question marks And accusatory exclamations. And at the end of the day I remember words are power (But only power if you believe them) So I pick my vowels and my letters And I stick myself with my own word: Strong I am Strong.." -----Raven White

“I want to become stronger, stronger, and no one on this planet dares to challenge my authority.” Yang Xiao clenched his fists and swore to himself.

Then Richard took off his weapon he realized that if he won this time without using his strength it will not called a won when you defend the weapon just to fight against the opponent. “Come on! Stand up! Show me your strength!” said Richard to him. Bang! Pong! Bang! Togz! Bang! The sound was too powerful. They fight using their own strength. Bang! Richard kicked him and the killer threw five meters away. The killer spat out a mouthful of blood after he received the strong impact deadly kicked of Richard. “Is that all your strength! How pathetic and ridiculous! I will not pity on you bastard! Get up! And fight with me!” Richard shouted him loudly.

It was some kind of abandoned factory, a bit scary looking. Amelia heaved a deep breath and shrugged her shoulders, moving into the building. * * "Why the fuck are they so strong?" He yelled, pacing around the room in fury. "Every of my hard planned attacks always go down the drain because of them! I've tried everything! Every fucking thing!! Yet it doesn't work! I've lost men because of them! Yet they still prove to be so strong!!! I FUCKING HATE THEM!! why can't they just die fucking die!! I'm sick of them!"

she said emotionally. “You are extremely wrong, Andy. You are not weak at all nor a coward at that. Going through everything that happened since we first met, it’s natural to feel scared… but it’s not a sign of weakness. You are so strong you’re not even aware of it. The girl who slapped my hand away and spat in my face when she thought she was about to be touched by someone during that display, the girl who fought me tooth and nail, who stood toe to toe with me despite thinking I can hurt her back for verbally hurting me, she is anything but weak Andy. She is so strong, she made me fall in love with her without even trying, without even letting me know who she really was all along”