Strong Sans Novels & Stories

I stretched and felt strength return to every part of my body. My life had only just begun.

Strength is not the absence of pain. It is the ability to carry it. --- Until the weight becomes too much. --- Until something cracks. --- And even then— --- You keep going. --- Elena Voss had always been strong. --- Unbreakable, they called her. --- Relentless. --- Precise. --- Untouchable. --- But they had never seen her like this. --- Not as a leader. --- Not as a strategist. --- Not as a weapon.

Victor continued his explanation. "So them being blue is bad?" I asked. "Yes and no..." Soren replied. "Yes, it is..." Strïth's voice rang out before Soren could continue. "It means that I'm not hungry all the time, that I won't lose control so easily, that I'm more in control and balanced." I brought my hand up to his and intertwined our fingers, then brought it to my lips. "The problem is that some may see it as a sign of weakness." Strïth continued. "But you will never be like that... You only make me stronger."

Brad muttered. "How strong were you?" Nathan asked. "Five. It felt like someone was sawing through my stomach and cutting it open. I don't want to feel it again," Brad answered, shuddering in horror. "What about you?" "Six." Brad stared in disbelief. "Really? You're so strong. No wonder you're the best and most competent employee." "Yeah. That alone was enough to kill me. I'd rather be shot than have to go through that again," Nathan replied.

"You don't have to feel strong to be strong." "What does that mean?" "It means strength isn't a feeling. It's an action." "What action?" "Getting up. Taking a shower. Eating food. Talking to your friends." "I don't want to do any of those things." "I know. But you're doing them anyway. That's strength." Someone knocked on my door. Sandra went to answer it. "Christian," she said when she opened the door. "Jane doesn't want to see anyone right now." "I know. But I need to see her."

she explained. Q thought of wanting to see his information and the text popped up in front of him. As explained, only he could see his complete information. Normally, that is. “The status differs per person. It adapts to the person's experience and makes it easier for them to understand.” She continued. “Some people have numeral values, some have letter grades. Others don't have them at all and instead focus on their abilities and titles.” What remained constant was the main stats themselves. Strength, STR, refers to physical prowess. It partially increases health.

"The strong, always lonely, the stronger, the more lonely, of course, gathering a group of friends, establishing their own power, plundering resources, this is also a method of getting stronger, but this is not There is a long-term path, the real strongman can only rely on himself, and can only have himself. This is why I will have the Killing Religion source jade, because I am strong enough. I don't have that much scruples." "Really? I actually think that a true strongman should be something that is used to its fullest potential." Tadhg Walter smiled faintly. "Although solitude will make a person strong, it is the thing that is used to the fullest, that is the manifestation of wisdom. Stron

I said with a smile on his face. I smirked, "Get. Out." I commanded in the Alpha voice, which was as strong as ever. He immediately stood up, he stopped and looked at me. I had a smile on my face. "I may not be able to change, but I am an Alpha of the Strong bloodline. My command does not weaken simply because I am a woman.Their blood runs through my veins. I may no longer have the Strong name but I am a Strong. Now, do I have to use it. again?" I glared at him not daring to get any closer.

“ So, who do you think would win in a fight? Katherine or Ethan? “ Maya said brushing her ass against JJ’s pants. JJ carefully shooed her away and she sat and pouted on the cooler. “ Ethan, have you seen his muscles? “ Mabel swooned. I had the urge to beat the shit out of her for betraying me. How could everyone think that I was weak? I’d beaten many, many people bigger than me. It was just my frame that underestimated me. “ I’m right here, “ I growled. “ Oh, I don’t mean you’re not strong you’re just small. “ She explained. That pissed me off even more. I balled up my fist. Just as I was about to swing my first punch someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Ethan. “ I’m sure you would, swe

I open my eyes as I scratch my eyelids. God I feel so weak. My legs feel weak and it's strange. What did I do to myself? Oh shit, now I remember. I had sex with a breath taking blue eyed, blond haired man last night. And it was awesome. Amazing and the best sex of my boring life. He gave me something Caleb couldn't give me for four years. An orgasm. Not just an orgasm, multiple orgasms and a wonderful night that I'm never ever going to forget.