Whatever Doesn't Kill Me Makes Me Stronger Novels & Stories

I had changed, and that change was inevitable. I stood in front of the mirror, staring deeply into the eyes of my own reflection. “You are no longer weak,” I whispered to myself. “You have been through too much to give up now. You are stronger than ever, and you will use that strength to destroy those who have destroyed you.”

Rage simmered in my blood, "I didn't forget and I am not going to forget. I can't fucking sleep, I can't breathe, I can't even close my eyes because when I do, I keep seeing it over and over and over again." I ground my teeth as my nails dug deeper into my flesh, "There is nothing for me in this world, there is nothing for me to live for but this anger, it's the only thing keeping me moving on and if I ever let myself feel; if I break down that wall, I will break myself too."

no soft corner these are the rules that made me stronger so I cant break them at any time That's me seems simple but in reality it's totally a mess with huge number of responsibilities and huge number of enemies....

Nothing lasts. "Those who survive are always alone because they know that when shit happens, everyone is just going to run away from them again," I said, "Surviving makes you selfish, it makes you heartless and cruel," I nodded, "So yeah, what's doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger, but no one really knows at what cost." It's simple, what doesn't kill you, it fucks you up.

But that’s the kind of rough path that I will push myself to handle. I close my eyes, giving into the sleep. This saying suddenly becomes admirable; What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.

All these years, I’ve been built for this. I laugh again. I’m sure I look like a crazy person right now. But I don’t care, because this is it. This is the moment I realize how strong I am. I will not break. I am not fragile anymore. I haven’t been in a long time. Nothing will take me down now. I can take whatever they throw at me. They have no idea what they’ve created. Let them whip me, punish me, hurt me, try to make a fool of me.

Luciano’s cold, cutting words echoed in my mind, steadily dismantling any lingering doubts. “If you want to survive in this unforgiving place, you have to fight for yourself and reclaim what’s yours,” he had said, his voice low and threatening. That chilling statement resonated deeply within me, serving as an unexpected wellspring of strength and determination. Each word became a mantra, propelling me to embrace my own power and resilience in the face of adversity.

Everything about him was amazing, and I was stuck on his I*******m page, drooling over his posts. His words kept echoing in my head, telling me never to be weak, not even for a moment. I was so dedicated to studying Kane, and that night, I created a new F******k account and posted different versions of the words he said to me. *Don't be a weakling! Only the strong survive!* The words of a wise athlete. That was my motto and it helped me become stronger. I really hoped that those words would help other people, and I made sure that they got the visibility they deserved.

I was preparing for war. Not with him. Not yet. With everything that had tried to break me. Because he may have left me bleeding, but I wasn’t finished. I wasn’t erased. I wasn’t done. And whatever game the world, Drake, or even Emma Brookes tried to play... I would survive it. I would rise from this. And I would come back stronger, fiercer, untouchable. I let the tears fall once more, not as weakness, but as fuel. Fuel for the fire that would grow inside me.

He invited them to join hand and beat the hell out of me, They dealt with me like I was some pieces of trash, I don't know why but I have a deep feeling that he was really going to beat me to death, When I noticed that they won't stop hitting me, I decided not to move anymore they still didn't stop hitting me, then,I realized that my instinct wasn't wrong at all, I decided not to die in the hands of a person that doesn't even worth to see me die, I fought myself out with every last strength I got, I fought with every power I got, I dealt with all of them, and I never knew it would have been so easy for me to deal the hell out of of them, They noticed that their power and strength was no l