Constantine Powers Novels & Stories

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

“I didn’t know Weres have cults.” “Everybody has cults. They’re the weeds of sentient civilization. And Constantine’s was the worst of them, because . . .” He shakes his head and turns back to where his seconds are idling, waiting for him. He’s borrowing precious time, just to explain shit to me. “Constantine’s dead. But his right hands . . . Our understanding of their power structure may have been incomplete.” “The boy who killed himself . . . ?” “He was in his late teens. Too young to have been part of the original cult. I doubt he ever met Constantine.”

Richard said, and there was actual fear in his voice for the first time. "I was securing valuable assets for Consilience research. These subjects represent years of progress in understanding resurrection." "You were making decisions above your authority level," Constantine replied coldly. "And in doing so, you've exposed our organization to exactly the kind of attention we spend billions avoiding." He turned to look at Damian, then at me, his eyes calculating and intelligent in ways that made my skin crawl. "The Balance's hunter," Constantine said, addressing Damian directly. "And his companion, the woman who died and came back with impressive abilities, I've been expecting you.

I'm a little worried and don't want anything bad to happen to me. "You thought I wouldn't predict that?! They think they're the only ones who have superpowers?" David said grinning as he took out his necklace which he had hidden under his clothes. A very shiny piece of black crystal stone that David made as a necklace. "What are you holding?" I asked confused, I could really feel the gloom and black aura attached to the crystal stone. It was as if no one could touch it other than the chosen people. "This is the source of my power, a very strong and powerful black magic. Even the magic that Nash did at that time was nothing compared to this. I will make them trapped and have no power to save

The artifacts and relics she had inherited from Isolde were now hers to command, and she intended to wield them with merciless intent. With her newfound power and unwavering determination, Constantine knew she could now manipulate the very threads of fate to serve her own desires. The coven would bow to her will, and any who dared to challenge her would face the full force of her dark magic. The once-respected leader had transformed into a formidable and terrifying force, and the witches who followed her could only watch with a mix of awe and trepidation as she embraced the darkness within. Constantine was reborn, and her path was now one of shadow and malevolence, with a power that would re

I didn’t like being made a fool and these assholes that did that. Constantine walked out of the wood home and onto the sandstone walkway. His ginger curls had grown out and now came down to his shoulders. His fair was pink where his skin showed under his tanktop. His cargo pants showed off his muscular thighs. If I hadn’t had the the experience that I had with him, I would think he was attractive. However there was nothing attractive about arrogance and lying. Adalia came out of the home shortly after him in a evergreen tunic-dress accentuating her braided auburn hair. Her green eyes met mine and instantly her face fell.

"Every day your power grows, the binding weakens proportionally. And when the Blood Sovereign is born…." "The power peaks," I said. "And the binding breaks." "Unless someone holds it together," she said. "Unless the heir understands what's happening and uses that power to reinforce the binding rather than break it." "Which is what Konstantin doesn't want," I said. "Konstantin wants the opposite," she said. "Konstantin wants the binding to break completely. He wants Cain free. And he has been positioning himself for eight centuries to be the one standing closest when it happens."

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.

‘Because you are a descendant of the Moon Goddess,’ Majesty yawns. ‘We have to get out of here,’ I tell Majesty. ‘Whoever is down here will help Nico.’ ‘I can help you partially shift,’ Majesty tells me. ‘But it is too risky for us to shift fully.’ ‘That will have to be good enough,’ I sigh. The pair of footsteps get closer to me, and I go back into the shadows of the cell. Nico rounds the corner first, and Brittany follows closely behind him. She has on a pair of thick gloves and a set of large metal keys are in her hands.

I would love to see the expression on her face when she found out her worst nephew had taken over power. Getting to Leo’s door, I pushed it open. I stepped in. Seven of my men, Lucy, Freya, and Mad Max entered with me. Those bunch of men are needed. I didn’t trust Max. Not yet, until I've made him powerless. “Bring her to me,” I ordered Lucy. She pushed Freya into my body. “Don’t you dare lay your dirty hands on my sister,” mad Max roared.