Stronger As One Novels & Stories

“More… invincible. Less afraid.” Jaxon nuzzled the side of my neck gently, his breath warm against my skin, a soft reassurance. “You are different. You are invincible to doubt now, to the whispers of others.” “Stronger,” Caden added, his voice firm, resolute. “More powerful than you could possibly imagine.” “Ours,” Ryder finished, his voice unusually serious, devoid of any teasing, filled with a deep, profound possessiveness that resonated with the very core of my being.

One more heart to make them all stronger. Exactly as it should be.

We both knew I was stronger than he was. “Let's just say you wouldn't like it.”

Akin has to be it, right? Yet there’s no denying the strength of what I just felt. River watches me, his expression triumphant, as if he’s already won. “I feel it too,” he says, his tone softer now, more persuasive. “When I’m with you, my power increases. You wouldn’t believe what I’m capable of because of you. Imagine what will happen when we’re actually together.” I shake my head, trying to make sense of it all. “My magic got stronger with Akin,” I shoot back defensively. “You can’t both be my One. I don’t understand what’s going on, River, but you’re obviously mistaken.”

"There's a force behind this that's stronger than what we're running against." Gideon fell silent.

“Are you saying I am ugly?” “It all depends on how you choose to see it.” Eva just rolled her eyes and walked back to the mirror staring at it worriedly, Zeiran watched her for a moment before laying back on her bed. Eva stared at the mirror for a while before Zeiran stepped in. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulder “Do not be mistaken; strength is not will but a phenomenon that allows one to cause change. That said, the stronger you are, the greater the magnitude of change that can be made. You hold the potential to bend reality itself and all you have to do is to focus… Hold onto that power of yours and bend your reality to your will…”

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.”

“Agreed.” “And we need to be ready for something stronger than what we have already faced.” Silence. Then— “Define stronger,” Adrian says. I look at him. And I do not soften it. “Not one of them,” I say. “Not even many of them.” “Then what?” “Something that does not need to force its way through.” Silence. Then— “That sounds worse than everything else combined,” he says. “Yes.” The anomaly moves again. Closer. Not aggressively.

Stronger than before. Both knowing— This next clash— Would decide everything.

The almost-touching. It was not going away. If anything… It was only getting stronger.