Absolute Power Novels & Stories

Her face panicked," it is not like that Bhairav, we are the custodians of this power because the Gods trusted us. When the first king received this power, he promised that it would never be misused." "I understand, but why do you assume that anyone who wields that power would misuse it?" "Absolute power detaches you from reality, Bhairav. It will attract the corruptible and slowly, without even realizing you become like them. It is an addiction. Promise me you will never talk about this." He knew she was serious. "Alright, if you insist, " he replied reluctantly. But the idea was already seeded in him. "By the way, I don’t like you being friendly with that Pra

All pain is punishment and every punishment is inflicted for love as much as for justice. -Joseph De Maistre "Arrest him!" There was no necessity to repeat the command. The very loyal lords and soldiers of the former king marched forward with blood in their eyes and nothing or nobody was able to stop them. They didn't stop at thousand and one orders from Roopak, as the heir to the throne .....since until his official coronation, he held on real power and until then the queen will remain as the chief of the kingdom and its people.

It was a tone previously reserved for Brian alone. He could sense the power of it. It was a dirty, thrilling current that coursed through his system. This was what Brian had handed over to him. Not just money, but dominion. The ability to reshape markets, dictate terms to governments, to have his capricious will regarded as law by the most powerful people on earth.

He added laughter to his consistent claps, and I just knew I had impressed him. “I was going to say there's no answer to this, but you've given me the best answer all day.” He said, and I nodded, trying hard not to freak out or scream. “The truth is really subjective.” He smirked, chuckled dryly , and I could tell that he was very cunning. “What kind of power do you think one should wield to make him have such ability to make the truth subjective?” He asked, and I shrugged. “Depends on the people he has power over.” I muttered. “If I have absolute power over ten people, then the truth about them depends on me.” I said.

“I’m sorry. Unfortunately, I don’t. Trust me, Anita, if I could… I would.” Her words sink into me like ice. She continues, her voice low but steady, as though confessing a truth she has carried for too long. “And about your principal’s instructions—” She shakes her head faintly. “I don’t even blame them. My husband has ways of wrapping his hands around people, bending them until they break. What doesn’t he have? He has money. Fame. Power. The ability to manipulate anyone he wants. He can contact agencies, pressure the president, talk to governments, twist anyone’s arm until they fold. No one can stand against him. Not governors. Not presidents. Not even the elites of the world.”

Without exception. I discovered in myself the power of hatred and love, the intoxicating power of darkness that erases all boundaries, and now I think that I also understood what absolute power consisted of: it was in fear. But not your own. If you knew the fears of other people or wolves or half-breeds, you had power over them.

And it's only the Voice of Authority. Voice of Authority is the power that can order their powerful Malemyns. It's the power that cannot be used for selfish desire. Once the Chairman uses his power, all Malemyns and Gwandys inside his territory has no choice but to follow. In other words, the Chairman is similar to the commanding officer of one battalion. The fight inside the acid prison continue. Devaugn has more than 5 Gwandys behind him too. Helping him to remain calm while maintaining the acid prison.

Because all is useless in the face of absolute power and Phelan has seemed not to realize that he did not have absolute power. The old man had gotten immortality and had gone weak and soft. He had gotten cautious and ponderous. What he wanted was not exactly power - I could tell that much; or he had gotten to the point he seemed safe and rested on his laurels. I would not. I want absolute power.

There was a pause as their confidence cracked slightly. “This situation,” he said carefully. I leaned back in my chair. “There is no situation,” I replied. Another man leaned forward slightly. He was older with sharp eyes. “We know it’s you.” I rested my arms lightly on the table. “Then prove it.” But there was silence because they couldn’t. And that? That was the power. Power is not just money, it not just influence but control. The ability to act without leaving a trace. The ability to move pieces on the board while everyone else struggled to understand the game.

Heh, don't you know I'm a savage? "Speaking of authority, I wield a power that not even the Vasquez House can not ignore. I command the government, I am sovereign when it comes to exercising power! You should respect my decisions!" He snapped and raised his right eye brow at me and folded his arms across his chest. Oh, it's on!