The Coward Novels & Stories

She grabbed my hand and held it on her thigh. “You were right. I was too scared to tell you how I really felt. I was a coward.” “Coward is a strong word.” “And it suits me.” I squeezed her hand. “You’ve had so much power over me since the beginning, and I hated that. Then when you tricked me…I felt foolish. I felt stupid and foolish. I was afraid to give you that power again.” “Understandable.” “But a real man shouldn’t be a coward. A real man should wear his heart on his sleeve. I’m sorry I didn’t do that sooner.”

Caden was suddenly at a loss for what to do. Charlie asked coldly, “Why? You don’t dare to? Aren’t you very powerful? You dare to call yourself a master but you’re already wimping out over such a small matter?” Caden said with a dark expression, “Young lad, how could I, Caden Howton, be a coward?”

"That's not the actions of a coward. Get over yourself." It sounds so easy. But how?

He was feeling ashamed. “But there is nothing to be ashamed of.” Without thought and with the aim of pacifying, I spoke without thinking. «Wrong thing to say» Matthew announced, but I already said it so the damage had been done. “How can you say that? He is one of the worst if not the worst in town now. I challenged him in front of the woman I love and I couldn't speak. If Flavia thought of me as just a nerd before, she would add spineless and many other coward synonyms to my list.” He cried out, running both hands through his hair. I scoffed because I didn't think Flavia's vocabulary contained other words for coward but coward, but that's beside the point.

Yes, last night was unplanned, but a reasonable conversation could be planned. “I know you could be a lot of things,” I said softly. “I never thought you would be a coward.” His jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle move. “Stop,” he warned. “Why?” I asked. “Because you know within yourself that you are nothing but a coward. A chicken. In fact, you are a shithouse.” He slammed his hand lightly against the desk beside me, not violent, but forceful enough to make the library echo.

"I don't follow them. I define them." His cool composure was meant to make me feel small and foolish. I straightened my spine, refusing to let it. "You shouldn't call me a coward," I said, my voice dropping low and sharp. "When you're the biggest one of all." He arched a brow, a flicker of interest in his cold eyes. I had his attention now. "Only a coward would abandon his entire pack and never come back, just because a girl rejected him!"

“W-What did you say?” “I called you a coward you coward!” Ron spat, glaring at Zedekiel. “You’re a coward! If you don’t love me anymore and want to break up with me, why not do it yourself? Why hide in your castle and leave me here all alone, waiting for you every single day like a fool. I went against my parents, my family, everyone, just to stay here and wait for you but you never intended to come and see me. What are you if not a coward! You’re a coward Prince!”

“So after what happened, you ran to your mommy and cried rape? Is that it?” My knees buckled. I stumbled back, but there was nowhere to go. His hand shot out, fingers curling around my wrist with frightening precision. He didn’t squeeze. He didn’t have to. His touch alone was enough to make my heart stop. “Do you know what I hate more than a liar?” His eyes burned, piercing right through me. I shook my head, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. “A coward,” he said, tilting his head as if the word itself amused him. His smile widened, cruel and deliberate. “And that’s exactly what you are. A little lying coward, too afraid to own up to what you’ve done.”

“Youre a damn coward.” The door clicked shut behind her saying nothing. What she said wasn't a lie. A coward, I was. I could be brave, but at what cost?

If he wasn't, then why wouldn't he order his men to let go of her and fight her like a man? Vale realized how much of a coward he is. She just hoped that someone would notice her absence by now. She feared that she was actually walking to her own grave right now. She chuckled when he stopped again. “Is this how you make people fear you? What a coward!” She mocked him. “Shut up, bitch!” Her words fuel his anger more as he draws a small knife and Vale shiver but stand still looking at him daringly. A playful smirk was formed on her bloodied face.