Survive 100 Novels & Stories

You all told me to survive… but how? How?

“Something like that. He… he’s intense.” Alex laughed softly. “Intense doesn’t even begin to cover it. Everyone reacts differently. Some break immediately. Some bend but keep their wits. And then… there’s the rare few who survive.” She gave me a pointed look. “Survive is good, by the way.” I blinked at her, a little stunned. “Survive?” “Yeah. Survive means you didn’t give him what he wanted. You stood your ground. You weren’t… toyed with.”

" 𝑾𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. "

I'll survive. That's all that's left now. Survival.

Way number one: Survive him. She’d survived. Now it was time for way number two.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Numb, She endured, She survived. But for how long? TO BE CONTINUE

I cried out loud and cough because the fire was getting wild " Baby ........ run........" A low voice said " MOM...MOM... PLEASE WAKE UP.. PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME " I cried hugging her bloody body "Survive....go....g..oooo" those were her last words to me before dying right in my hands. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MOM....PAPI ....WHY ...WHY ...WHY CANT I BE HAPPY ...? " I Cried out in pain.i coughed and looked around .the was smoke and fire everywhere.

I wait for the screen to light up, but it remains dark. Ugh. I turn on my side, tucking my arm under my head. How much longer do I have to survive?

Or, use the 'Complete Fried Noodle' skill to provoke them. Bima ignored the system. His blood was already boiling. "You... you’re still alive?" Bima asked, his voice caught between shock and disgust. Kevin gave a cynical laugh. "Of course. Weaklings like you might have become zombie snacks by now, but us? We’re true survivors." He glanced at his three followers, who nodded in agreement, their chests puffed out. "A prime physique is the key, Bima. Not those raw noodles," Kevin tutted, as if eating them was the world's greatest sin.