Stronger Than Death Novels & Stories

Built on love that would outlast everything. Even death. Especially death. Forever.

It was everything we had gone through — the betrayals, the humiliation, the years of being pushed to the side — transformed into something larger than life, something with unstoppable force. “Strength isn’t enough,” I cried, my voice cleaving cleanly through the chaos like an edge of a blade. The clanging of swords came to a halt. Boots stilled. Everyone’s eyes were now on me, waiting. Watching. “Do you believe brute force will win this war? Is that anger alone going to sustain you?” My words weren’t soft. They weren’t meant to be. They were made of steel, designed to slice deep. "No. That’s what the weak think. That’s how they fight. And that’s how they die."

She struggled to squeeze out a word from her throat. In the face of life and death, he would have a strong embrace and embrace himself. His death would not be so terrible anymore.

If so, I could not stand behind it. “You disagree,” he said in more of a matter-of-fact statement than a question. “I do. This is weakness. It is a pointless fantasy to think everyone can just see eye to eye. We were not meant to be on level playing ground.” “I assure you nothing about me is weak. My mind and body are strong. And it’s not just a fantasy. Look around you. It is happening before your eyes and it will continue to happen. Just because I do not wish to kill without cause and have plans of prosperity for our kind does not make me weak. There is more to life than just death,” he replied coldly.

A new danger is coming A breed we've never seen It will have the power of the day and night The strenght of the moon and sun Alone, we all die, never to be reborn Go to the grounds where the blood of your ancestors run The ground where he'll be, together you'll win But alone you'll die, everyone will die." The power of the day and night, strenght of the sun and moon, it was crystal clear - Vampires, and when they kill us, we'd never come back, no regenerative ability, we will simply be drained of blood, and dead.

In the end, all that mattered was — striving through all odds. Yes, I will lose people. A lot of them actually and even though I have made my heart strong for it, it still trembles and wavers at the thought of deaths of my dear ones. But that doesn’t make me weak by any percentage. It just gives me a reason to get stronger and stronger. “Two…”

She is entirely different, she's not the girl I used to know. I can feel how powerful she is and how she craves to kill me with her sword. I fight back as long as I can, but she's too strong. The strength of her is unbeatable compared to mine, and she is very much like a girl with no mercy who knows what she wants to do. Time to time, I always have to keep myself distant to make sure she won't kill me, and the fight is getting too long for me to run away from her. She's still really stunning until this time. I don't think I can stay still any longer.

Isn’t this exactly what happens when someone dies? *** Have you ever discovered how life plays his trick on someone who should be dead? Maybe, the assertion that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger but what of that which kills you. What does it make you? I guess, life sometimes doesn’t turn out the way we had anticipated but that doesn’t mean that we stay in trenches, we just have to dust ourselves, pull the bull’s horn and continue the tug of war until we win. I was sprawled on the floor, unable to stand, my whole muscles crunched together, my whole body ached so much that I could feel being rejected by death.

Death would knock you down I will hold you stiff Strong is my will Strong be your will within Culturing storm Many dwell in pain You are a different living You be different in your living Believe you Believe me Death won’t carry you Away Ever from me Ever ever from me Be strong within Be strong within I know you care for life You dream But remember life isn’t safe Only if you disbelieve Your own strength within With a strong self Nothing will fail you Nothing will fail me Do not count coins Count stars you want to reach Progress beyond infinity You are not born for limits You will counter success You will set new peaks What time couldn’t serve You will give the world For you dream On the bed