The Self Disciplined Me Is Practically Invincible Novels & Stories

She sits down in front of me. “So what did you except me to do, just let men I don’t know touch me? And use me for their pleasure? How many times do I have to tell you I don’t want to do this? Don’t you get it?” At this point I’m tired of repeating myself over and over again. It’s as if, my words don’t go through her thick skull. “So you won’t give up like huh?” She asks. “No, I won’t, I will fight until I die but I won’t strip and let other men touch my body and see me all naked.” I reply. “Okay, then I guess, I have to do it the hard way.” She stands up and walks towards me and yanks me off the seat by my arm and starts walking out of the room.

I was going to be my own savior, and these so-called mates of mine would one day regret mocking me. Leaving the room, I headed towards an empty space where I could practice on my own. The guys were still lounging around, making a mess. I never thought men could be so dirty. They needed some good discipline, and I promised to deliver just that. I just needed to get my head in the right place and study them carefully.

Call me selfish, but I refused to be used as a guinea pig for the greater good of humanity. I finally stepped out of the hospital premises, feeling the urge to stretch my limbs after being confined to a bed for too long. The fatigue of prolonged immobility weighed me down, but I was determined to shake it off. Instead of hailing a taxi, I decided to jog all the way home, fueled by an abundance of energy and a supernatural adrenaline rush that coursed through my veins. This unique energy boost allowed me to tap into the coveted "Flow state" at will, a mental zone renowned for its association with battle-hardened fighters.

No longer a helpless victim, Lucas trained me in self-defense, honing my instincts and sharpening my mind. ---

must must I have become a mature and self-reliant person now. A skilled player eats well, sleeps well, relaxes a lot and exercises (and all computer games are excluded in this regard). It also stays away from all situations that could cause harm. He knows how to stay out of danger, avoid all threatening encounters, and generally knows how to take care of himself

Nothing good has happened to her these past weeks so it was difficult for her to think of something that could distract her. She suddenly remembered the words her father had told her to always say to herself whenever she found herself in a difficult situation. “I am the guardian of my mind, body and soul. I have the power to control the way I respond to what happens to me. I will get up again when I fall and I will never give up. I won’t give in to my fear. I will rather control my fears and overcome it. I am strong. I am brave. I am a fighter.” Amber said those words and repeated it over and over again till she finally returned to her normal self. She did it. The cravings were gone.

We have to lure them out and I think I have an Idea. He told the men seated with him. Inspite of the upbringing he had and his incredulous skills, he had always k own that he couldn't raise his shoulders proudly against the very people who were seated with him right now. They were his father's inner circle and he would never condole any form of arrogance or insurbodination towards them. He had instilled into him right from time, the virtue of being humble. Vishal watched as they all looked at each other before his father nodded briefly at the Gamma.

He didn’t want to be afraid anymore, no, honestly by this point… Ben was fed up. With a shake of his head and a deep breath, his dirty blonde hair whipped back and forth with his head. “No sir.” With his heartbeat under wraps, Ben took his notes. The pencil pausing during a certain passage. “And for as predatory as one may be, to be invincible, God grants no one. No man, nor beast. Your reflection shall beg no difference, a weakness could be foretold. Positivity your anchor as…” And an idea was born.

Imagine me doing something like Bear Grylls. "Adventurer Taylen Nova. Your show could be called Novatures." I laughed. Jibin would have found that funny. Wait did I miss him? Nah. I just missed having someone to talk to I guess. "You're a weird kid." I told myself then asked, "Wait a minute, why am I talking to myself out loud?" I shrugged my shoulders. I better get used to only having myself around as a companion. I pulled the pills out of my pocket, I only had 1 left. Fridge magnets. I left the others in the car! You're an idiot Taylen.

I could finally be myself and live for myself. I turned and walked away without saying another word or taking another look back. … After that, I stopped paying attention to Sandra and Lester. I threw myself into my work, doing everything I could to maximize my value. With my effort and the team's support, Skyborne Group thrived. We landed several deals worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and the company only improved from there. As for Sandra, ever since that courtroom fiasco, she and Lester were hit hard by public backlash. The online community furiously dogpiled on them, relentlessly ragging on them in the comments.