Controlling Novels & Stories

They wanted control. **********

He chose not to stop it and waited. A few minutes later, Adrian's eyes lit up. He discovered that he could control Mackay’s body. However, he was still unfamiliar with this power, and it took him quite a while to get Mackay's body to stand. This form of control required heavy multitasking. A person's brain could seamlessly control their body largely due to years of muscle memory and inherent familiarity and coordination with oneself. Therefore, achieving perfect control over someone else in a short time was difficult, and Adrian decided not to rush the process. If he could master controlling Mackay, it would be like having an extremely useful counter-espionage

Partly because some things belong to the people who lived them. What I will say is this: he was steady where I was controlled, and the difference between those two things turned out to matter more than I’d known it could. Control is a choice you renew constantly. It is a discipline and a distance held simultaneously, and I had been good at it for so long that I had stopped noticing the effort it took. I noticed when I stopped. The relief of it was something I hadn’t anticipated.

Darius looked at him. “No.” Immediate. “Not yet,” he added. “Why?” Darius’s tone remained even. “Because he’s the only thing keeping her from breaking completely.” That mattered more than anything else. “If we remove him too early,” Darius continued, “we lose control of the situation.” The man understood. “Then we monitor both.” “Exactly.” Darius stepped back slightly, his focus sharpening. “Everything from this point forward is controlled movement,” he said. “No rushing. No guessing.”

Arden crossed his arms. “Which makes it unpredictable.” “Yes.” Kane didn’t look away from the presence. “And dangerous.” The presence didn’t react to that. Or maybe— It did. Just not in a way we could see. “Selene,” Dominic said, “we need to restrict it.” “I know.” “But how?” Cassius asked. “You can’t just tell it to stop deciding.” “No,” I said. “But we can limit where those decisions apply.” Kane nodded. “Scope control.”

"But it's your world. You created it! You can control the world, the land and use it against Zara even if you can't control her directly.” "I can't do anything with the land! Or the world! I can't directly control the world! The world is just there, fixed and there's nothing I can do. There are no control stones for worlds. I only control the people in it and monitor their decisions and change their mind when needed, and also control their actions when needed.”. “Then control some powerful men. Make them defeat her. Control their actions!”.

The building itself was proving his point with every tremor, every crack spreading through ancient stone. Rowan stepped even closer to me, lowering his voice to something meant only for my ears. "If you go with him, you're stepping into a system specifically designed to control you. Everything, your environment, your information, your options, all controlled variables." My lips curved slightly despite everything, something almost like amusement touching my expression. "Rowan..." I reached up and touched his hand briefly, my fingers warm against his skin. "You really think I'm still controllable? After everything?"

He especially emphasised on the words ‘who controls’. “What do you mean, Prince Hikari?” Morfan said in a formally obnoxious tone. Not them quarrelling again! I thought. “Control differs from ownership,” Hikari said, and I knew he was hinting at something, but what? “Please clarify,” I demanded.

It made me feel worse, actually, like proof that whatever control I usually kept a grip on was slipping faster than I wanted to admit. Across the ice, Cole watched the whole exchange without a word, same as always, stick resting against his shoulder, expression unreadable. He didn't skate over to needle me the way Philip had. He just watched, filing it away, and something about that quiet attention unsettled me more than any of Philip's jokes could have.

Lily replied "You sure?" "Yap!" "No headache?" "Oh, so I'm supposed to have a headache?" Jessa gaped at her, "You are something else, Lily girl!" "Then, by all means, impress me. Teach me more." She smirked back. "OK! Compelling someone is about controlling them, inside and out, body and mind, every sliver of self-control, every thought. There." Jessa pointed at two groups of men facing each other down. They looked a hair’s breadth away from breaking out in a fight. "What do you see?"