Underestimated Protagonist Novels & Stories

I want to make most the opportunity presented in front of me because I have quite underestimated demand and surprisingly is more than I thought he was powerful smart but still that wasn't going to bring me down because I can't make all those mouth for nothing he finally reduce heating nothing my beta please come back to me and tell me he told me to so but I didn't listen same with seer we were heading in the same pace but what I did was underestimate but there was no problem with that since I knew i was always going to be better than him because he was also so full of himself it's just like acting like you was on bill when was not I don't know why I hated him that much for my hatred for him

he said gruffly, wincing as he walked. "You underestimated me," I replied, trying not to sound like I was boasting. "I did, and that's what would have killed me." We approached Beta Gideon, who stood on higher ground from the clearing watching the pairs fight. He stole a glance over to us, befoire returning his focus on the warriors below. "You two look worse for wear," he said, scanning the training grounds, "tell me what you learned." "I underestimated my foe because she seemed small and weak, sir. She used that to her advantage."

"He was testing me. Trying to see if I'd flinch." ​"Did you?" ​"No," she said. ​He looked at her. ​"I know," he said. "I came back and his whole posture had changed. He'd expected something from you and hadn't gotten it." He paused, his hands moving from her hair to cup her face, his thumbs tracing the line of her jaw. "He underestimated you." ​"Everyone underestimates me," she said. "It's professionally useful." ​"Yes," he said. "It is."

He's supposed to have seen she can never be the Luna he wants her to be, but instead he still protects her like she's made of glass. Frustration fills me so heavily I want to scream, but I can't. The packhouse is basically on lockdown now that Destiny has been attacked. If I scream, I might have to explain why I'm screaming, and I would rather not draw any more attention to myself than I have tonight. If there's anything good that has come from all this it's that one thing has become clear to me. I've been underestimating Destiny. I thought she was unfortunate and unlucky. I thought she was someone with so much bad luck that taking her out would be a piece of cake. So far only my plans have

I ask, joking, and he breaks into a loud belly laugh. “I have done my research on you. Enough to know that it was your friend in my grasp the first time and not you, and enough to know you are a shit warrior and couldn’t fight yourself out of a wet paper bag.” I frown at him. Being underestimated is a part of my everyday life. But being underestimated by the enemy hits a little differently. Though it’s probably for the best when I bust out of here (I hope). “Whatever.” I mutter, walking out of the room with the warriors leading me.

“You have enemies, Matthew. You insult people daily. Maybe one of your rich friends finally got tired of you.” He leaned closer. “I don’t have proof,” he admitted quietly. “But I know it was you.” My pulse stayed steady. “Knowing and proving are two different things.” His voice dropped. “You embarrassed me.” “You embarrass yourself,” I corrected softly. His face hardened. “You’re nothing here,” he said coldly. “A weak scholarship student who doesn’t belong in our circle.” There it was. The underestimation. “You will regret this,” he continued. “I promise you.”

Why doesn’t, you know, work like magic? Anyway, my gut was telling me not to trust Queenie. It doesn’t matter how weak she seems, how insane. She knows exactly what she is doing. She always has. She’s never been a victim in her whole damn life. I’m sure that even as a baby she was pulling all the strings. People often underestimate her, which is what gets them into trouble time and time again. Why didn’t anyone give this bitch a good o’ double tap back at that tower? She probably ran off and got some help. OR, she was hiding some ability she had developed while we were too busy pretending to be evil or getting tortured to even notice. I mean, that invisibility trick is pretty damn slick. Peo

It was my own mistrust that led me astray. At first, I believed that though Carissa was skilled in martial arts, leading the Mystic Army would prove too great a burden. With so many under her command unwilling to accept her, I thought she might give up within a few months, after which I could appoint someone else. Yet, to my surprise, she brought every unruly man to heel. The entire Mystic Army came to obey her without question. Once more, I had underestimated her. Or rather, I had made the same mistake as so many others in this age: no one truly believed a woman capable. I had erred as they all had.

"I had surprise on my side and they underestimated me." "Exactly. Just like how everyone's underestimating us now. They think we're too unstable, too radical, too compromised to be effective. Let's use that. Let them think we're chaotic and unpredictable while we're actually building something they're not prepared for." I considered that, turning the idea over in my mind. It wasn't a bad strategy, actually. Let our opponents focus on the surface chaos while we worked on actual solutions underneath. The problem was coordinating that kind of multilayered approach across multiple territories with limited trust and communication.