Constantine Powers Novels & Stories

Waiting. I lay beside him and whispered into the stillness, my voice soft against the storm that raged just beneath the surface of my skin. “Grow stronger, little one,” I said, eyes locked on the ceiling. “You will not be born into weakness. You will rise with an army behind you. An army that I know that I will create using his power. The power of the man that I want nothing more than gone. And you know what? You are going to be the ruler of everything that everyone thinks that they had a claim over.”

Constantine hesitated, lost in thought, unable to make a decision right away. Travis had no faith in him. Constantine was notorious—a smiling tiger, the type who would beam at you while stabbing you in the back. Expecting someone like Constantine to act for the greater good of their people? Impossible.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Constantine walked to my front as I imagined the slap coming, he grabbed my arms, extending his hands to both of my boobs. “I don't want you to fall again,” he said as an excuse. I chuckled, knowing he wanted to have a feel of my breasts. Augustine's first spank landed on my bare ass, forcing out a moan from my lips. The second and my knees were already getting weak, I wanted to fall on my knees but Constantine was holding me up from the front. My face was slightly raised up and my lips wide open ready to moan on each spank, the third and fourth spanks were enough to get my feet lifted up, such that I was standing on my toes.

He stands stark naked in front of me. "Now kneel," he speaks with authority. I kneel and a hiss escapes me when he grips my hair once again into his fist and makes me face him. I peer at him. The grip on my hair is not painful after that. It is firm. And I swear on my life the view of him from here looks even better. He is standing in front of me like a Greek God. Not Apollo or Adonis but Zeus himself. He is looking so hot. His tanned abs are calling me like crazy. I won't mind licking every inch of him.

Her fingers laced through mine like she was afraid I would disappear if she loosened her grip even slightly. "There's something you need to know." Her voice was steadier now, though the edges still trembled. "Something that can't wait." "What is it?" "Konstantin is no longer preparing." She looked at me with eyes that were wet but sharp. "He has already started the ritual. The process to stabilize his stolen powers permanently has begun." My blood went cold. "How long?" "Days. Maybe less." Her grip on my hand tightened. "If nobody stops him before the ritual is completed, there may not be another chance. He will become something that cannot be defeated by any force in the supernatural world.

I said as I grabbed her hands. She gasped in shock. Her head flew back as her eyes glazed over. I grabbed her arms to ensure that she didn’t fall backward. “I can feel her power getting stronger,” says Iris. I didn’t respond because I felt it too. I was so worried about my mom. How was her power growing stronger? I thought she had to choose between my dad and her powers. My thoughts were getting the best of me as I sat there staring off at my mother. It wasn’t until I felt a large hand on my back that I snapped out of my thoughts.”It’s okay. She’ll be okay.” Auburon whispered before he kissed me on my forehead. I gave him a shy smile. I was about to say thank you when my mom took a deep brea

He walked towards the back door to where Cesare had resumed playing after we came back from our hiding. "Are we done?" he asked when he opened the door. I shrugged. Later, Dominic leaves to join Cesare outside. I dropped on the small couch in the lounge area. So this was how things were going to be between the two of us now? He was still as controlling even when he was with us on a full-time basis. Another thought popped into my head, but I pushed it away, which only made it come back with a vengeance and occupy the front row seat in my mind.

He sighed and lowered himself onto the stone bench, rubbing his forehead like the weight of everything he had buried for so long was finally crushing him. “I wasn’t trying to rob her of her truth,” he murmured. “I was trying to protect her from it. You don’t understand what she is. She was born during a rare celestial convergence—a blood moon veiled behind a silver eclipse. From the moment she arrived in this world, the priestesses spoke of prophecy. That she was not just a wolf… but a chosen one. A divine creation sent by the Moon Goddess to bring balance when the world tipped into chaos. That kind of power… that kind of attention—it is dangerous.” Alexandro frowned but remained composed. “

“You sound like it’s too easy but you didn’t give me any knowledge how can I manage these things” “You can figure it out yourself, you’re a Dimiscus after all” Constantine was shocked by his father’s answer. No specific idea or any book was given to him on how he can manage a big company with big money inside. The only one he had was his Dimiscus blood like his father told him. Mr. Victor Dimiscus left a confused child in his office. He talked to his secretary and leave things to her before taking off the office. The secretary went inside the boss’ office to check on Constantine. She saw a confused child inside a big office.