Akuma Powers Novels & Stories

Kartika stands up with all her might and summons Cakra. “Cakra, please....” She said. Cakra doubtfully looks at her. "I won’t run anymore!" She said in her mind. “LEND ME YOUR POWER!” She screamed. Cakra’s gun appears on his right hand, and it’s glowing blue. Such a glowing shocks him. Cakra shoots that glowing beam to one of them. When it hits him, his body vanishes in a jiffy. “We are Gosa. The reflection of the ordeal that the world gives to us.” They said.

This is incredible! I stopped cheering and went on deep thought. I can teleport, move very quickly like a flash of lightning, have undeniable physical strength, mental links, read people's minds, and now read dreams. Is there anything else that I can do aside from these? Were my parents, Balbi and Arlea capable of doing the same? How about Sherika, my sister? Why did they allowed themselves to be killed by the Aquans if they have such supernatural powers? But...I never saw them do anything supernatural. My father Balbi, could hardly move a medium size box of fruits we were selling. My mother Arlea couldn't fetch the basket of washed clothes after laundry, by herself. Sherika couldn't even mo

I see that Luna Ayme is transformed into her wolf Acacia, who takes the children to take shelter in a safe area, while the pups fight alongside our Luna. I call Aika to transform and immediately the rogues begin to attack me, as if they had an automatic command that told them who I was. An absolute target that must die at any cost. I defend myself by breaking their necks and destroying their sides. I feel like all the vital force that leaves them becomes mine. I feel how my jaw becomes more and more lethal and the life force of those who perish because of my bite enters my body, calling me to adopt their power, to use it, to seek even more. I feel it snake in invisible waves towards my chest

Amelia dug deep within herself, tapping into her own reserves of power. She channeled the strength of her love and devotion for Lily, fueling her determination to protect her. A surge of energy coursed through her veins, enveloping her in a radiant aura. The pack members around her watched in astonishment as Amelia's form seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly light. With a primal roar, Amelia unleashed her newfound power, sending shockwaves through the clearing. The ground trembled beneath her, causing the rogues to stumble and lose their footing. It was a display of strength and dominance that none had ever witnessed before.

I protested. He let out a sigh. "Dear Luna of the Dark Moon pack!" His voice rose, causing several heads to turn in our direction. "You can tap into your latent abilities if you learn how to fight. As a member of the Dark Moon pack, we need someone like you who can safeguard the entire pack from evil. Your hidden powers within you are a tremendous asset, just waiting to be unleashed." "Hidden powers?" I asked in astonishment, racking my brain to recall any such incident. I could only remember howling at the moon and granting the entire werewolf race an extra surge of strength.

Kael's p.o.v My legs trudged through the mud as I walked my way to Akira's cottage. Though a doctor primarily, she has been gifted with certain powers by the moon goddess, one beyond what an average Northern pack Lycan could possess. Akira has a eyes that could foresee, sometimes into the future. A rare gift that has been evident from a young age of ten since I have made acquaintance of her. I had first seen her at the market square, all unkempt and for once, I had thought she was one of the few insane people roaming round the market area and almost malad.

Or maybe he had, and I’d been too distracted to notice. “Really bad.” She shook her head. “But the pack’s soldiers are strong enough to fight. Victory often came at a cost; many injured, many casualties. We don’t celebrate when one of us is hurt. And now Akira is dead; no more sorcery for healing.” Akira had healing powers? I’d never heard that before. How strong had Akira been, and what rank? “So you see… the arrival of the omega is a blessing to us.” She smiled at me as if laying out a gift.

Demika feels the spirits clawing within her, their voices chanting in languages older than any she knows, their raw energy coursing through her like an unstoppable river. Memories not her own flash before her eyes. Her mother, burning in a fire she could not control. Her grandmother, surviving her awakening, the same wild magic swirling around her. Demika realizes, in her agony, that she is no ordinary vessel. She holds not only her own power but that of every woman who came before her—a cauldron of magic, each spirit adding its own element to the torrential storm within her.

It was not a threatening move, but it was not gentle. “That’s why your power is dangerous.” “It’s just like a power you don’t understand. If you don’t learn how to control it, it will eat you from the inside.” Kade moved a little back, arms crossed, jacket creaking. “Look, I don’t understand what’s going on here or what kind of cryptic lone-wolf sermon this is, but she’s bleeding through my spare shirt and hunters are already following the trail.” “Maybe you should save all this philosophy after we’re not inside an open kill box.”

Akam’s grip tightened, cutting off Jeremy’s air supply. Zane, Axel, and the others watched helplessly as Jeremy struggled, his face turning red from the lack of oxygen. The fight was draining from him, and for the first time, real fear flickered in his eyes. Akam’s eyes began to glow, a fiery red that radiated with an otherworldly power. Flames erupted around his hand, spreading across Jeremy’s body with terrifying speed. Jeremy’s screams pierced the night air as his flesh began to burn, the fire consuming him from the inside out. His body writhed in agony, his fur scorching away, his skin bubbling and blackening.