You're Not Invincible You Know Mga Nobela at Kwento

But they underestimate me. I have faced bigger challenges in life. From the early days when I had to prove myself, to the many times I was doubted or sidelined, I’ve learned to weather storms. I’ve built my resilience, brick by brick, each setback serving as a reminder that I can survive whatever comes my way. So, while this particular attack is sharper, more personal than most, it’s not something I can’t handle.

“My blood is making you feel invincible, and if you act upon it, it’ll endanger us both.” Invincible. Really? Woah. The word hummed in my veins, vibrating through every fibre of my being. He was right—I did feel invincible, like I could tear through the walls, like the world was too small to contain the power coursing through me. The strength was intoxicating, dangerously so. But his warning pulled me back, grounding me, reminding me of the razor-thin line I was walking. “There’s a shifter army outside,” he continued, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he could already hear them closing in. “We have a few minutes before they get here.”

I just smile then I nod. 'I'm ready.' **Everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for - ***

We have won. Hate is a strong word, but I truly hate you. You come in where you're not wanted and take what's not yours. So this is why I'm writing you. I need to get all of this hurt and anger off of my chest. I am so pissed that you take and take and take. But, you know what? You are not invincible.

“He thinks you’re invincible.” A heavy weight settled in my stomach. Invincible. If only he knew. I wasn’t invincible. I was barely holding the walls up. Every time I looked at Damien, I saw the threat. I saw Cassian’s smirk. I saw the photos. “Eliana,” I started, my voice rough. “Yeah?” I wanted to tell her.

Injuries only serve to make us stronger. Forget everything people have told you so far. Forget all those feelings of defeat, those feelings that things could go wrong. You are a beautiful person, a person full of good things inside your heart and you deserve all of this to be valued. Only great people like you will be able to appreciate the incredible person you are.

Here he is, this version of me, looking at me like I have the answers. I take a step forward, but my feet are heavy, like I’m walking through thick mud. I want to reach out to him, to tell him that he’s not weak, that none of us are, but the words won’t come. It’s like the voice is too loud, drowning everything out. I don’t have to be unbreakable. I don’t have to try to always be strong. Evelina taught me that. I don’t have to keep fighting this invisible battle with myself, trying to be something I’m not.

Her words echoed in the silence: “You are not invincible.” A wave of anger washed over me. Invincibility was the very foundation of my power. I had built an empire upon it, brick by bloody brick. To let even a shred of doubt creep in was to weaken the entire structure. Zoey was a threat, yes, but a manageable one. She was a lone wolf, armed only with words and a fragile sense of justice. I, on the other hand, had an army at my disposal, men who lived by my will and died at my command.

“Your fall really blazed the trail.” There it was. She couldn’t just help herself. “You seem upset about it,” I said, my tone neutral. “Not upset,” she rushed. “Just...surprised. It was something I always believed could never happen to you.” “I never believed I was invincible,” I said. “Just focused.” She looked annoyed at that. She looked like though her statement was supposed to break me. Like though I owed her something — my embarrassment, perhaps, or my shame.

And I wasn’t sure if I could stop him. “I’m not invincible, Rylan,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “And sometimes, I feel like I’m falling apart.” “You don’t have to be invincible,” Rylan said, his hand brushing against mine. “You just have to be you. That’s all any of us need.”