Strong Woman Novels & Stories

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.

Alina. She keeps her spine straight when she should fold and breathe. She watches doors the way veterans do. She keeps her hands busy so they do not shake. She makes her mouth still before she speaks so no one hears the tremor. That is not a girl who grew up soft. That is a girl who learned fast or paid for it. "She is strong," my wolf says, hot and sure. "Not broken. Ours." Strong does not mean untouched. Strong means someone forced you to harden and you did not die from it.

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.

Luna making the first step, took a glimpse around then rushed towards the marked woman with a punched but it was blocked using her huge sword as the force from the impact still sent her flying out of the window, immediately, Luna followed her by jumping out the window also. “I will not allow you to mess up my King's room!” she yelled with a fist held up high, falling towards the marked woman. The marked woman landed with her huge sword thrusted to the ground, glanced up at Luna coming down with rage in her eyes and fist. Her eyes dilated as she swiftly avoided the impact that hammered, rupturing through the ground causing a mini earthquake. While inches away from the impact, the marked woman

I position my hands on the side and I will allow them to take a hold of me- if they can. The two men approached and tried to get a grip of my hand but amazingly, their strengths are weak from my point of view. I smiled at them. "Are you real men? Is that your all? My bad. I expected you to be a little stronger." "What are you two doing?? I said to hold her still! Not touch her hand. Stupid!" "Fuck. She is not even bugged." grunting, trying to move my hand but keeps on failing. "This woman is strong as hell."

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”

Adonis places a hand on his chin, “Although, I now see how that might not bode well for his trainee.” Adjusting himself. “Anyway, strong folks recognize other strong folks. It’s just how it’s always been and let me tell you this, Niko can’t hold a candle to Melvin.” Strong folks recognized other strong folks. I spat at myself in my head. I was irritated at myself because it became even more evident and clearer now to me just how weak I was. I couldn’t even tell Melvin was this strong. “You know his Mother is also a very powerful witch, right?”

Here, the woman is happy as a sangirl to this guy who has saved her. At this time, they go to the room where they make a pleasure. Here, Brown is out of mind to this woman. Thus, he would not allow her to be engaged with another guy. Without knowing, this woman has a lot of men who are still taking their hat off on her even if, her profession is prostitution.

Ding Hao smiled and said, "I only know a little." Murong Yanzhi sat weakly cross-legged on the ground, exercising her power to resist virulence. Although she looked ordinary, her figure was extremely gentle and graceful, strong-willed, uncompromising. She had a rare heroic spirit. As a woman, she was as strong as a man. At this time she could not help but curiously secretly look at Ding Hao with her bright eyes. Every boy and girl looked forward to loving or being loved!

I just took out my gun and pointed it at him. " One more word against her and I will shoot you in your head, she is my angel, not a devil." " She is a strong woman and clever too as she knows the difference between a wise man and a foolish man so she treats you well." " And remember strong women don't have attitudes, they have standards. Right." "Well, it's not your fault as only some men are capable of dealing with strong women." " Sorry sir please don't kill me "