Novel & Cerita Among Us As Humans

_*]:min-w-0"> "You're someone who was pushed beyond your limits during the worst possible circumstances. That doesn't make you a monster. It makes you human." _*]:min-w-0"> "Humans don't attack their girlfriends." _*]:min-w-0"> "Humans make mistakes under extreme pressure. What defines us isn't the mistakes. It's what we do after." _*]:min-w-0"> Otto stared at me like I was speaking a foreign language. Like the idea of being forgiven for almost killing me twice didn't compute.

BOOOOMMM…. BOOOOMMM…. BOOOOMMM… “Damn it, what is this? Why do they look just like humans? And also… why are there other creatures here besides us?” A group of disciples from a major sect clashed with a group of humans who had animal-like body parts.

Katla “Humans are different from us. They call us ‘collectivists’ meaning we are each individuals that work together for the good of the pack. Humans are ‘individualists,’ or they think and act independently and value personal freedom, wealth, life satisfaction, and non-conformity over community. In the human mentality, if someone doesn’t have enough, they haven’t worked hard enough and deserve whatever they have, whether it is wealth or poverty, good or bad.” “That sounds miserable and lonely,” I felt sad for the humans. I wondered what Aurelia thought, I missed her being a constant presence and realized I had taken her companionship for granted.

My mind quickly ventured back to the vamps and humans waiting for my arrival on the other side of my residential mansion. Ammar was already there, the situation looked peaceful until I entered the room, then tension fill the air. The humans' fear penetrated through their bodies though they were keeping a stoic expression. "Sire, this is..." I ignored the introduction but let Ammar tell me their names. Names that would be useless to my memory, humans, they come and go. They're fragile beings, these days they drop dead too quickly from sickness and accidents. Too many names too little time. I stopped listening to their names centuries ago.

I open the chips, but only because I don't know what else to do with my hands. She bristles. "Look. I know you've been human for most of your life, so I can forgive your ignorance. But come on, Brene. We're just like you. We get sick and tired. We love and mourn. We play and sleep. How are humans any better than us? There's good and bad among all beings."

I thought you were a figment of human imagination. - Probably a long time ago, some human saw us and told the others. And the rumor spread. But no one believes it, and that's an excellent thing because while all the species fight each other, we live in peace. - If you are a queen, what are you doing here alone?

As our videos reach more people, generate more outrage, more people, supernatural and human alike, started showing up. The humans have a difficult time climbing up the pass, but they have been determined. All of them came here to pledge themselves to me and our cause. I’m praying for the rain to end so we can start building. The wolves are still doing okay in the tents, but the humans aren’t having a great time. Rhoda and the Omegas are doing the best they can for the humans, but they keep getting sick, and our remedies don't work for them. They are so fragile.

Oisin asked with a genuinely perplexed expression on his face. I shrugged. "We humans like to idolize anything we are not. It's a way to idolize ourselves because it means we are special exceptions." I explained. Of course that was why the church existed in the first place. Other sentient beings were not of Sol. Therefore they were just beasts that needed to be put down. If only the aspects could step down from their high horse and see a shifter shed tears for their newborn cub. Maybe then they would understand that humans were just like everyone else.

The Alien was obviously regarding her as someone so fragile and weak, looking very alert and uneasy with worry the whole time he accompanied her around, telling her to be careful as they were going up or down the stairs as though she would suddenly trip and fall. Julie could not blame him though. She knew that to the Aliens; humans were fragile vases that could be shattered to pieces with just one mistake. For most of the time, this statement would hold true. Compared to them, human life truly was fragile. Even simple accidents could ultimately lead to one's death. But Julie had also seen so many strong humans who go against the norm. Many of them who break the mould and do not conform to th

“Are you a member of a cult or something?” “Our cause has nothing to do with religion. It has to do with saving mankind from aliens and such,” Jasper said. “You think I’m an alien?” Martin asked incredulously. “You’re not normal,” Jasper said. “That’s all we care about.” “Can I ask who ‘we’ is?” Martin continued. “We’re called the Association for the Preservation of Mankind, or APM,” Jasper said proudly. “We have chapters all over the world.” “Have you caught many aliens?” Martin teased.