Hiccup Has Powers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Elita I want to believe that I am above everything sometimes. All that crush stuff and giddy excitement-I am above that. But I am still a girl. I can’t help the bubble of excitement that explodes in my belly and makes me buzz with energy. Dark powers have always been a source of thrill for me. I imagine a Lycan bringing darkness and evil mind control powers with him, and I find myself wanting to roll on the floor, giggling and kicking my feet in the air like an idiot.

Our fellow students look up in awe; Aphelion's divine gift is stronger than they've ever seen as the wind picks up and starts blowing loose napkins, empty chairs, and vacant tables around. "Aphelion," I call to my mate, grabbing his hand, "Calm down, Sparky, I'll handle this." I can feel the succubus in me zapping his power, and soon, the winds die down, leaving the cafeteria a mess, but no longer threatened by Aphelion's powers. "Sorry, Princess." He whispers gently to me, grabbing my face in his hands, "I can't stand hearing people talk about my most treasured gift."

“Okay. Uncle, but isn’t witches born with powers?” “They do but except Siphoners. They absorb others’ power. They didn’t have their own power.” “These theories are bouncing over my head. So, don’t fill so much information at a time.” Bruce muttered, shaking his head. After disconnecting the call, he slept behind Caro, hugging her because he had not slept just like her. *

“You haven’t been cursed against anything. You can read minds, compell, you can live forever if you stay out of harms way and—“ oh God. Stalling I finally grasped what the fuck he was actually talking about. But it cant be. That dumb frail girl can’t be… My words tumbled out in reflex, half explanation, half the kind of denial you tell yourself to keep nightmares small. We practice the small set of powers like liturgies: compulsion, reading, the strengthening of will. We feed off things and we exchange gifts of fear and hunger. The idea that there was something we lacked and had been cursed against felt like a myth you told children to keep them from stealing fruit. I wanted to laugh bitterl

Hiccup “For… calling me a thief without any proof, I just wanted to let him know that what he did was wrong, but… but…” Hiccup. “I ruined everything!” I cry. “Honey, you have to calm down and tell me all what happened” “So… he sent me some clothes and food this morning..” I say within sobs. “Then I… I…” Hiccup. “You…?” Ma’am Sophia asks impatiently. “I rejected them. I asked the maids to tell him I didn’t need them” “Oh, dear!” “And when he came to confront me, I did the worst. I called him a hypocrite and then… and then he .. he..”

***TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS NONCONSENUAL SEXUAL ACTS, UP TO AND INCLUDING RAPE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!!*** It feels like I’ve been here for weeks, months, possibly even close to a year. I don’t do anything unless I’m forced to do it: eat, speak, bathe, dress. And every time that it happens, the only person who can force me is Lucifer. Because the sadistic fuck has allowed me free movement and access to my powers. He’s allowed me to be able to hurt his minions, but his power is too much for me to hurt him. Even with the crazy increases that I’ve felt in my powers since I’ve been here.

My breath hitch at my throat. "This was a fucking mistake, one that will never repeat itself." He grits out, and in a nanosecond he magically vanishes. He could teleport? I wasn't aware he had such power. Well he is a primordial hybrid, there was still a lot I didn't know about him. I couldn't dwell on that thought for long as I felt an overwhelming sadness wash over me again. I got rejected, again! I lay back in bed, trying to fall asleep but I couldn't. Not after what happened.

◼Rose POV◼ I couldn’t believe it. We couldn’t use our powers. I was stuck with the person I hated the most, and I wasn’t able to use my powers. Stuttering, I try to form words. Our mind control powers couldn’t work, but what intrigued me more was that we have the same ability. Taking a step back, I look at him furiously. My monster was getting pissed, and I know I would snap any moment. The twitching in my arm was hurting. Every time my arm twitched, I knew my monster was frustrated, annoyed, or angry.

"Let's head back. We have a dinner to prepare for." I fold my lips between my teeth as he draws himself to full height and brushes past me. Without thought, I snatch his wrist and inhale. He glances at it, then at me. "You better have something important to say, Unfortunate." The feel of his thick wrist alone is enough to scramble my thoughts. I throw his arm away and launch myself at him. My body crashes into his, and I wrap my arms around his neck, forcing him to crane his neck. I press my lips to his, and my blood hums with power. I squeeze my eyes shut. I've stolen a kiss, and he has no choice but to accept it. Power infects me, addicting me. It tingles my face, is thick in my veins and

the moment when he said he loved another girl my heart was aching he said "my mom gave birth to me just for the sake of my dad hiccup as he forced her that he wants me according to her I ruined her modeling career she left my dad and me by taking all the property from hiccup my dad she went away with another man by pushing us to roadside hiccup coming to my childhood sweetheart I loved her since from my childhood she became a helpful shoulder during my pain I thought its hiccup genuine we grown up with same affection she accepted my proposal too we both are happy but I never noticed that she is a two timer she is using me hiccup and another man at a sametime finally she left with that man by