Strong Woman Novels & Stories

No matter how many times I tried to convince myself, Jessica was telling the truth. I'm weak. No words can be used to deny that I'm powerless. An epic failure. Even though my dad, Gina, Axel, and the druids try to sugarcoat it, the fact remains that I'm weak, but I won't let her win, no matter what. “You're right, Jessica. I might not be physically strong, but I have other strengths that I will bring to the table. Strength isn't just about muscles and lifting stones. It's about resilience, intelligence, and the ability to adapt. And trust me, I have those in abundance.”

Since childhood, she learned not to let people see her as weak or humiliate her because of her condition. — I hope the basis of your words is not the fact that I am a human, — she comments neutrally while taking Ellen's shoulders and moving her behind her, preventing the girl from being in the line of sight of that stranger. — Because if so, I can make you a list of all the strengths us humans have. — With all due respect, my Lady, — the stranger ignores the latent threat of the two wolves flanking the woman as he takes a few steps, — I doubt humans can have any strength compared to a wolf, at least not those deserving to be considered wolves.

“I’m sorry… I might not know. I might have gone through a lot of emotional battles, I might have the problem of lacking resources, I might not be familiar with the term suffering. But I do know one thing…” “What is it?” “That strong woman that’s been mistreated, misesteemed, whom her people have been discarded as no good, as lowly, never to rise from the ashes again, that same strong woman I fell in love with, has never ever let anything stop her. The amount of pain she has faced has never made her to stop being kind to others, it’s never made her to stop helping others. It’s never made her to stop seeing the good in others, the

It was there that my eyes met a woman fighting off several men who were trying to assault her. The sight was stunning, and my focus was transfixed on the woman's strength and resilience. Despite being outnumbered, she defended herself with remarkable prowess, repelling each assault with a ferocity that was both admirable and awe-inspiring. Her movements were swift and fluid, evincing a level of skill that betrayed a significant amount of training.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It is." "Please don't pull that with me." "Pull what?" "That." She pointed at my face. "Where I explain how pretty everything looks and you say yes but you would be referring to me." She waved her hands in the air, explaining. "It's cliche and kinda getting old." "Would you prefer I do this instead?" I pinned a loose strand behind her ear, my palm roamed her soft features and also on her lips. "Or this?" I leaned in to steal a kiss, stopping midway to see if she'd stop me and she didn't. I couldn't help the tiny smirk that lay on my lips after. "Aren't you going to stop me?" My raspy voice whispered in her ear. She shivered, unconsciously leaning into me fo

"And like you said, they never die. So I want you to focus on these out here in the truck when we're in there. They are our hope." "Because they don't wither away?" I reach over, cupping her chin in my hand. "Right, they stay strong no matter what's thrown at them, just like you." "I don't know if I'm strong enough for this," she whispers. I cup my hand around her neck, forcing her eyes to meet mine. "You are because you have to be. I've never known you to run away or back down from anything. You became a single mother when it wasn't the easiest thing for you to do. You signed your daughter up for the Companion Program and admitted you couldn't give her everything she needed. You gave an ex-

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

a man said and she knows although she's weak she knew that she is there target she even cry from pain and from being weak, she clinch her fist in anger but she can't even do anything she's so useless at this moment. "Let go of me!!" She shouted when a man suddenly pulled her legs and using force to pull her jeans, she's struggling but she only heard laughing her eyes can't even open cuz of the kicking on her face she knew that she was about to be rape although her strength was not there she want to struggle atleast. She's crying and struggling she's so weak and useless she saw her little sister pulled by others but she can't even do anything,. She saw her father being killed but she can't do

Didn't she do anything regarding his behavior? "That means you are justifying the deeds of your son. He, asking for me to be his Slave was right?" I asked her. She stood up and walked towards the couch. "You, You are a girl. And a girl is never alone. She is the strongest creature on earth. She kills, sometimes with her beauty, sometimes with her power, and sometimes with her Brain. History is witness, Men ruled the lands, and women, Women ruled them. Women give birth to them and she is always stronger than them." She finished turning towards me and I stood up in respect.

“No.” She gave him a sad smile. “No, I really don’t. Especially physically strong men – in my experience, they just use all that size and strength to hurt people smaller and weaker than them.” He sighed, suddenly seeing her innate and automatic reaction to him with different eyes. “I can understand why you’d think that.” She peered up at him, suddenly aware of what she'd just said. “Wait, Adam. I don’t mean you or Nick. I’m not implying that you guys would ever hurt me, or Mia, or anyone who wasn’t standing there in the ring, fighting you by choice.”