Novelas y relatos de The Strong

he has the audacity to ask me. I lift my brows. “Excuse me?” “Why are you sitting next to this weird old dude? Do you know him?” I snort. “I know him better than I know you. His name is Vladimir, he drives a red Ferrari and a white Porsche, all his ex-wives have betrayed him, and he likes scotch. Also he has a cute little black puppy Milanka. The only information I have about you is that your name is Atlas.” “I am your hot boxing coach.”

Dad always said a mafia don's daughter had to be strong, even in the middle of a gunfight. Our family had just been ambushed by a rival crime family. A stray bullet grazed my little sister's arm. Mom cradled her protectively while Dad frantically called for an ambulance. I was the one who'd stood at the front, covering their escape. Now I lay on the ground with three bullets in my body, and nobody even looked at me. "Dad, I... it hurts so much." "You've always been strong. They're just a few bullets, and nothing vital was hit. Stop making such a scene!" Mom glanced back at me, then quickly turned away. "If you can still cry and shout, you can't be hurt that badly. Your sister's already

she quickly said and bent her head in sincerity awaiting her fate. "Oh! So you want to push me down?" He asked and she immediately perceived the stench of alcohol. It was not as though she was surprised because she expected it, but the influence on him that day, was stronger than she had ever seen before. She was too petrified to even make eye contacts with him. His deep yet steady and quite coherent voice rang through. His dark skin and evenly crafted lips of black and pink parting danced about as words flew out from his mouth.

he yelled again "I.... I do not fear you" I said "You are not someone that should be feared, you are someone that should be sympathized with and you are not ruthless, you are..... you are broken, damaged" "I am not damaged" he said "I am strong, stronger than you can ever imagine" "This is not about being strong, this is about your emotional well-being, you are broken, emotionally" "I am not broken!" he yelled again "I am very much strong, physically and emotionally, I am not weak, I am never weak, it's a crime to be weak, one that puts everyone around you in danger"

and If you fail you will die velliam:- I don't have any choice if i don't do it I live terrible life I am ready I don't care if I die goddess:- very well then raise your head I have to send you to demon world and one thing more there 5 years are equal to 5 days here (then she touch her head and he send to demon subconscious world) pokeri:- what is the mean of strong and become strong I am talking about mentally goddess:- look poke in life we face so much thing lossing somebody, death of people we care about,betray,failure,problems when this kind of thing happen we start feel weak and wish to die because that thing keep hurting us and when we are weak we just breakdown so easily and our probl

Following her gaze my eyes dropped its anchor on strong-wide shoulders making it's way to the elevator, every move giving away his strength. Although his eyes were locked on the cellphone, the tension in the building became dense real quick. I could swear that some people looked pale. I took another glance at the man that exudes a beastly aura, his dark blue suit brought something out of him, a born leader, King? I found myself edging closer so I could see his face regretting instantly. Arrrggh it's him!! I take back whatever I thought before, he is none of the above. He is just a mere example of a douchebag that girls find sexy

A man who is strong and trustworthy… It will be fair if the strongest becomes the leader. “Your grandson, you mean? - The strongest. There was silence. But the wolf inside of me is tensing up, which means that Reed's wolf is at its limit. A wave of pressure reached me as well. I could almost feel the old man's wolf trembling.

He spoke again, "No matter how smart they know you, that doesn't make me afraid to fight you, Eros—" Eros manage to scoffs to snap him, "If... if you're really strong, w-why did you two of us use something that can protect you? You... you used your tentacles to tighten your clutch on me. B-Because what? Because you know that you can't resist me, and you are consumed by the fact that from before, I am... stronger than you."

"Listen to me you filthy creature. I don't know who you are and I don't care. But let me make this clear to you and your thick skull." I leaned in closer and she turned away in fear. "You will never be my mate. Ever. I am an Alpha and the last thing I need is a pathetic, lowlife, good for nothing, weakling like you..."

“Why did you abuse that girl?” “The strong have to enforce the proper way of life.” He spat, then wiped his face with his shirt. “You think you’re strong?” “I’m stronger than her!” “You’re only stronger than her because she’s a child and hasn’t shifted yet. You know what that makes you? Pathetic. The strong are supposed to protect their pack, especially the children.” “The strong should take what they want, and the weak should serve them,” Abe interjected. “Shut up, Abe.”