Fenrir Powers Novels & Stories

I said, voice steady now, sharper than steel, “wants to move the motion to unseat Zane?” No one answered. Not a breath. Not a shift. Nothing. The silence stretched until it became unbearable. Fenrir wiped blood from his lip, eyes still on me. “This changes nothing,” he said finally, voice low. “Power without control is still chaos.” I smiled faintly. It wasn’t warmth. It wasn’t kindness. It was warning. “Then you should be very afraid of what I can control.” A few elders shifted uneasily. Nikolas finally stepped beside me again, but this time, he didn’t position himself in front of me.

Great One replied. "How's that possible?" Peter looked confused. "His power would be too overwhelming for him. There's no way he won't kill someone tomorrow because he will be bloodthirsty. Once he commits a murder, the news would be out. That's how we will come into the picture." Great One explained. "What if he learns to control his power without killing anyone?" Peter sounds curious. "That's impossible... The prophecy stated that he is to destroy the world. It can only be averted once we kill him! One more thing, his power is too dominant to be controlled!" Great One said slowly.

How could he do that to his own son? I will make sure to become that psychotic bastard's nightmare. I ran faster, and Ryder and the other three matched my pace. We continued running and the memory of Dominic when we were younger appeared in my head. He used to be very loyal but that was until he changed. He became obsessed with power. He hurt and killed people for power. He became so blinded and obsessed with power that he would even put his only son's life in danger. I thought I could change him but I was wrong. He didn't need to be changed, he needed to be stopped and I was going to stop him.

Turns out the prick had been beating them all, his mum, sister and him. I grab us a beer from the refrigerator, handing him one, then I ask how Fen is doing. She is currently pregnant with their first pup. She is polar opposite to Trent, little and quiet, born an Omega she is so submissive sometimes Trent gets annoyed. He once told me she thought he would reject her for having no rank. That really got to him; he's not the type to care for any of that. He loves his mate and is not afraid to show her or others, I feel slight envy at times but hopefully soon I will be the same. This thought has my wolf purring as I think of my little mate.

“Don’t you get that I don't like you? You kidnapped me, whatever that you think is going on here is because of some spell you superstitious and fetish people are involved in and I’m always going to—” Fenris snapped and lost control again. He just needed her to stop saying that she was going to run or kill herself. He didn't even let her finish, he just wants her to stay with him, to stop acting as though he was going to hurt her, and to look at him with anything other than hate.

The vampire lord asked angrily and slammed his hand on his seat. An invisible hand grabbed Fenrir's neck, choking him to death. He struggled with the unseen force but the grip only got stronger. "I am the only one to be feared. I am more powerful than he could ever be. I hold untold years of dark magic powers and I have no weakness. I laid a curse on the brat and yet, you cower at his feet?" The force pushed Fenrir to the other side of the room and he landed harshly on the floor.

It makes me wonder if Draca, the sex demon, is oblivious or pretending not to understand what he said. "You are the one with the greatest power!" he dropped the bombshell, leaving me gasping. I pointed to myself. "You mean I have such powers? Then why haven't you obtained your energy and freed Fenrir?" "Because you would die, and Fenrir loves you so much that he doesn't want anything to happen to you." "I..." I stuttered like an idiot, unable to find the right words. I had only recently discovered that Fenrir loved me, as he had confessed, but what I couldn't comprehend was why he hadn't used me when we used to hate each other.

he said walking closer. " Where is the doctor who treated her yesterday, " I asked as he stood in front of her. " Don't touch me, "Fenrir snapped, he's not a doctor Zeev, he's one of Alpha Baron's men, she said tersely. His actions halted as he looked in shock and fear of how he was discovered. I'll take care of him, wife, I said standing up, I stood in front of him grabbing him by the neck, his eyes bulged in terror of his death, as he gasped for breaths.

They’d even managed to take away his fantasy of her ever regarding him as a sexual male. He snarled again in an attempt to scare her, to prevent her from doing whatever she planned. His body refused to work, his limbs unresponsive, but he knew he wouldn’t kill her even if he did manage to break free. He’d just throw her away to a safe distance past the line to prevent the temptation of following what his instincts demanded. He wanted her in ways he knew weren’t possible for a prisoner and his captor.

Bach glared at him, “Ariana, they’re bullying me.” “You deserve it this time I can’t help you.” I shrugged. He gasped slightly, frowning. “How is it possible though?” Fenrir spoke, the question aimed at Damon, “I’ve never heard of someone capable of repelling telekinesis.” “Well, now you have.” Fenrir frowned, “You are the most unbearable being I have ever met.” “Yet what you desired chose me. You could learn one or two.” I’d never seen Fenrir that triggered before.