All For One Power Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork. Suddenly, it hit me all at once. I had come back to this very day—the day Lionel and I were supposed to get our marriage certificate. When Tracy saw me staring straight at Lionel, she got so flustered that she started stomping her feet. She grabbed my arm and basically shoved me toward Jamie. "Incubi are born flirts! How do you know you're his only woman? Once he's bored, he'll toss you aside. He doesn't even know what love is! Don't ruin your whole life being his plaything."

"We need to start with the basics. Understanding the fusion power means understanding how our individual abilities can complement each other." The first exercise was to pair up and practice combining their powers in controlled bursts. Kai and Selena stood together, their previous experience making them natural partners. Allan paired with Alex, while Elysia worked with Lila. Kai closed his eyes, focusing on the energy within him. He could feel the presence of the supreme god's power, a steady pulse that resonated with Selena's aura. As they began to synchronize their energies, a faint glow surrounded them, a testament to their combined strength.

“Good! Reverse-shield the Blazer! Max strength!” “Yes, sir!” Trey’s face showed worry and reluctance, but he faithfully followed the commands of his superior; even if those commands were problematic, it was not his place to question them. All power users had one very clear limit to their power – no multitasking. Soothers could only have one soothing field active at a time, Blazers could only control one connected area of fire at a time, and Shielders could only have one shield active at a time. Thus, as soon as a dome 5 meters (16 feet) in diameter surrounded the Blazer, the shield around Noah and Trey disappeared.

My phone buzzes on the table. Unknown number. Again. Victor follows my gaze. “Focus.” Damon walks around the table like he belongs here. “You’re missing something,” he says. “I doubt that,” Victor replies. Damon’s mouth curves slightly. “There’s a clause.” Victor stills. I look up sharply. “What clause?” Damon slides a thin folder across the table toward me. Not to Victor. To me. My pulse spikes. “Section fourteen, subsection C,” Damon says calmly. “Change-of-control provision.”

"The first time we tried any kind of power play was... intense. Like, good in the moment, but afterward? I was completely overwhelmed and my brain went into overdrive." Sophia leaned in, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "What do you mean?" "I couldn't stop questioning everything," Emily explained, her brow furrowing. "Was it okay to enjoy that? Did it make me weak? Was it derogatory? Was I betraying some kind of feminist ideal?" She let out a rueful laugh. "Fucking ridiculous, right?" "Not at all," Sophia said softly. "It's a big deal, giving up control like that."

She crumpled a piece of paper in her Palm when someone said how they pited Calvin and how they would happily replace her. That was that was it, she was about to snap everyone shut when the whispers stopped all of a sudden. She could feel the air getting tense. Raiden appeared with folded hands. He was oozing with authority. His mere presence was enough to shut everyone up. His jaw was clenched and eyes sternly roamed all over the space.

Stephen’s facial expression becomes sullen, he looks like a kid who had his candy stolen from him, literally! So, since I don’t want to be the bearer of residual feeling I hurriedly lock my locker then try to flee from him, but he stops me as he stands up, positioning his 6.3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall.

Alfredo described him as a powerful gentleman and a monopoly oligarch of this country. Jostein can make or break the Monteverde group because that company is relying to their souring of products and drugs. That is why they cannot revealed themselves to the mass media and they are have the power to control the police power. Nevertheless, Jostein is not perfect. There is only one and only weakness that he had—and that is Keesha Monteverde. Alberto slowly walks to Caleb’s direction. The echoing footsteps of him that is getting the attention of his target. In the eyes of Caleb looked to Alberto, there is something in his eyes that makes less harmful.

"All you have to do is say yes and I'll take good care of you, I'll make you the envy of every girl here, you will be worshipped like a queen that you are. "Rebecca will have no power over you anymore." "You do know no one is allowed to use mobile phones right? I will give you back yours and no one will do anything about it." His hands slowly crept up to her waist. Kimberly suddenly coughed out wearily and moved away from him a bit. "Sir...I... Uhm.." She was totally short of words. "It's okay, I understand you are probably too shocked right now, so I'm gonna let you think about it, take your time but don't take too long," he said the only thing that Kim wished to hear that moment.

He leans down, his lips a hair's width away from mine. Using my hands, I press against his chest, my eyes searching his wildly. "Okay, but we can only do this once," I breathe heavily. He smirks like the devil. "You think you can just moan my name once, Rae?" Dear God, give me strength. My head presses into the pillow, my eyes squeezing shut to the point I see stars dancing behind my eyelids, and a powerful warmth rips through every one of my limbs as I lose my breath.