Why Couldn't All Might Use The Other Quirks Novels & Stories

she grumbled. I managed a weak laugh. “How are you guys holding up?” Tyla scowled, rolling her shoulder. “Those rogues aren’t the usual half-starved beasts I normally use to see in this game. These things are bred for blood, Aria. Why the hell are they so vicious?” Quin spoke up, her tone cold. “I bet they made it harder because of us. So that we can quit.” I stood taller. “Listen,” I said, scanning their faces, “I had no idea it was going to be like this. None. So if any of you want to quit, I understand. I won’t hold it against you. I don’t want anyone hurt because of me.”

Not something I’d wish on my second-worst enemy. In many ways their powers were very similar. They worked differently and could be used to produce vastly different results, but they both had the potential to abuse people in the exact same manner. Something happens that you don’t like? Wipe it out and try again. It was basically save-scumming.

The duchess rambled on and on about how her only martins left her. Alice made her face into a scowl; if her father left them then it has nothing to do with them. He must have his reasons for that so there is no way she would stay and someone will blame her for that. “But we have spoken about this countless time, him leaving has nothing to do with me. And I am mature enough to know what is good for me granny.” Alice regretted when she let the word granny out of her mouth.

"Probably another Derek emergency." "Can I just say—" Mia Frost threw her curtain open, clearly fired up even in the dark, "—that guy has nothing going for him except his face? What on earth do you even see in him?" Even in the pitch black, I could feel their frustration burning through the air.

Each dodge came closer to failure. I couldn’t win with pure human strength. I needed more. Carefully. Precisely. Just a trickle.

“You’re impossible, you know that? They’re not just going to talk. They’re going to use it against you. An Alpha without a Luna? It makes you look weak, like you can’t even claim a mate.” I let out a low chuckle. “I don’t need a mate to prove my strength. Anyone who doubts me is welcome to challenge me.” Lucas sighed dramatically. “You’re missing the point! This isn’t just about you. It’s about politics. Perception. Every other Alpha will be there with their mate, showing unity and leadership. And you? You’ll be the lone wolf—oh wait, I forgot, you’re the lone lion. Even worse!” I rolled my eyes. “You worry too much.”

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

we couldn't fight everyone, even with the packs merging. what are we going to do?

“With a little more practice and those caches, that’ll be something at least.” “We can’t use those rifles,” Jaden argued. “Just because they’re willing to abandon our sacred laws doesn’t mean we…” “Oh, come on. What fucking choice to we have, Jaden?” Max argued. “Go on, Lucas. Tell him. Those rifles increase our odds too much to ignore them.” I pushed my plate away. “We don’t have time to learn to use them,” I said. “We could end up shooting just as many of our own people as theirs.”

I hung at the back, not wanting to catch anyone's eye. “This month has been a disgrace. We need to stick together.” Quinn folded her arms. “It was the moonshine,” she grumbled. Raze glowered at her interruption, and she ducked her head down meekly. I didn’t think Quinn was the submissive type. Maybe since her attack, the scarring of her face, she is less confident standing her ground. Her point was valid, though, allowing everyone to get trashed brought on by violence. “There is no ban on moonshine. I just expect you all to handle it better.”