Booktok Powerless Novels & Stories

"And you only make that small amount of money? How about I talk to my dad and have you fired? That way you can find a new job." "Fire me?" I forced myself to hold back from punching him. With a cold smile, I raised a brow and shot back, "Please. In this company, I matter a lot more than you." Everyone in the company knew it. Jackson was nothing more than the CEO's illegitimate son. Aside from getting his monthly allowance, he held no real power. I, on the other hand, was responsible for the company's entire underlying framework—its lifeline.

"Oh... okay... of course." "There are people out there who want to see you fail, and they look at everything that has happened in the past few days and think, 'Oh well, look at how much publicity she has got.' And all I can say about that is that none of it is worth spending a second of your life feeling powerless. And if there is anything that this has taught me, it is that I can choose not to feel powerless," she looks at me. "And I am never going to let that happen again." I take her hand. "Nina is the most powerful person I know."

--- Alone again, Kael looked down at the book in his hands. Twin Bonds of Power. Whatever this was— It wasn’t just a connection. It was a risk. A weapon. And possibly— A weakness. Kael exhaled slowly, closing the book. “Let’s see which one it becomes.”

I couldn’t bear to think about what state she might be in otherwise. “This one says the one without a wolf will carry earth-shattering power.” Davin selected a different book from the pile and set it down between us. I picked it up and flicked through it, wrinkling my nose at the smell of old leather and dust. “The Wolfless, as it goes on to call such a person, will be used and abused, and in the wrong hands their power will destroy the not only the Wolven Realms, but the human lands as well.”

he suggested. I nodded my head with a firm yes. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing and tried to battle this newfound power which is like a curse to me. At least Bruce is kind of lucky. He only has one power, which he got that day I found him at the lake. Whereas I got nine over the years, unfortunately, this one would make it ten. A shiver ran through me as the glowing light hovered unsteadily around me. I fought to gain control..I felt the power intensify as it exploded out of me. The water in the lake rippled as the wind blew heavily as if there was a storm.

Ki asked. Violet heard that and felt funny, if she didn't drink it, Mrs. Ki would leave, there would be no such thing, even though Violet could sense her place in this place. Everyone obeyed her, but she knew well that the power she had in this house was given to her by Dominic. She shrugged and said, "Dominic didn't mean to kill me anyway." If Dominic wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be sitting here relaxing and talking to Mrs. Ki.

“That is exactly why I never should have fallen for you.” She left without another word. Dante stood alone in the quiet room, the weight of the truth finally free. For the first time in his life, power meant nothing. Because the woman who now knew everything had just become the most dangerous force he had ever faced.

He asked, "Your name." I paused for a moment, then immediately brought my legs together and let my arms hang straight at my sides. I raised my head and straightened my back before in a loud, clear voice, "My name is Rebecca Lane! My strengths are that I'm hardworking and can handle hardship! No matter what role it is, I'm confident I can do it well! Please give me a chance, director!" The corner of Theodore's mouth twitched. But what had happened earlier involved certain family secrets, and he could not let anyone leak them.

Mine answered without permission, rising sharp and hot against it. “You talk like strength is only blood and secrets,” I said. “Like power is just who you can step on and still stand tall. But true power isn’t blind inheritance.” Elias leaned in, lips curling. “Then tell me, boy. What even is true power?” I held his stare. Didn’t blink. “True power,” I said quietly, “is when the thing that should scare you most doesn’t anymore. Not because you got stronger. Because you stopped caring if you survive it.”

“Maybe it’s not me that’s the problem. Maybe it’s your teaching.” His lips twitched—a hint of a smirk. “Or you are just a bad student.” By the time the session ended, my arms were trembling, my mana reserves empty. I dragged myself back to my room, half-collapsing onto the bed. The book Lily had given me lay on the desk, its cover shimmering faintly with shifting runes. “‘Know your power,’ huh?” I muttered, opening it again. Most of it was cryptic—pages full of looping glyphs and partial diagrams, phrases half-faded: