Stronger 소설 & 이야기

--- --- They build. They shape. --- --- They define. --- --- And this one? --- --- This one had just strengthened everything they were becoming. --- ---

he stopped at the door to look at us again. "What?" Viper asked. "She doesn't need us. Neither of them do. All we do is bring them down. They are too good for us and I think that deep down we all know it. That's why we ordered them around. That's why we kept them at arm's length. That's why we treated them like they were less than us. Just looking at them showed us what real strength is and we all know that deep down we are weak." he half smirked and shook his head.

I whispered. His eyes narrowed. “That’s bullshit. They’re one and the same.” “No. No, they aren’t.” I swallowed hard, holding that bond so gently, but so desperately. “Because power… power is about other people. Who you can order around. Who you can influence. But strength… strength is who you are. Cazz… You don’t lose it no matter how powerless you might be in the eyes of others. And you’re the strongest person I’ve ever met.”

I slam my fist down on the table, producing a giant fissure through the wood. Fiona's eyes widen at my strength, as do my own. I stare up at Kol and Kaden, who are flanking me. "What the hell?" I hiss. Kol smirks, "there are a few reasons.. One being, your mate is an Alpha so you become stronger. And two, when you're angry, through our connections, you take our anger also. This gives you more strength than either one of us." I open my mouth, "I'm stronger? Than? You? Two?"

The‌n he said, "You're s‍tronger than I thoug‍ht you​'d be." ​ "I d‌on'​t feel strong." "You ar‍e. Most people w​ould've broken by now​. But you're still fi‌ghting. Still demandin‍g answe‍rs. Still refusing t‍o just accept thi‌s." He smile‌d sl‌ightly. "It's i⁠mpressive⁠.‍ And terrifyi‍ng." "Why terrifyin⁠g?" ​ "B⁠ecause strong people are unp​redicta​ble​.‌ And unpred‍icta‌ble peo‍ple ar⁠e dangero‌us‌.⁠"

"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.

She nodded once. And something between us that had been pulling tight for weeks settled into a different shape entirely. Not softer. Stronger. The kind of thing that didn't bend under pressure. The kind that held.

The heavy metal clinked against the floor. He didn't slide in gently. He grabbed my hips, his fingers digging deep into my skin, leaving immediate red marks as he thrust into me from behind with an aggressive, punishing force. I screamed into the wood, the sheer thickness of his cock filling me completely, stretching my walls until I thought I would break. He didn't stop to let me adjust. He pounded into me with an erratic, furious rhythm, his chest slamming against my back with every heavy stroke. The wet, filthy sounds of his skin hitting mine filled the quiet study, a stark contrast to the elegant books and corporate files surrounding us.

Even if it hurt and I lose. “Interesting choice,” Leon murmured. Silas chuckled. Law pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose once. His eyes stayed locked on mine. “When?” he asked. “Whenever you’re ready,” I said. I didn’t back down. Leon leaned forward slightly. “Rethink this, Billie,” he said. “Law’s a four-time MMA champion. He weighs more than you. He’s taller, stronger and faster. You can’t fight him. Not in any way that ends well for you.”

Stronger than the others. Much stronger. I double over instinctively, my hands clutching my belly, my breath caught in my throat, my whole body taut as a bow. "Shit," I breathe. "Shit, shit, shit." "What? What is it? Is it stronger?" "Yes," I manage to say through gritted teeth. "Stronger. Longer. I don't know... I don't know if it's normal. I don't know anymore." "I'm taking you to the hospital."