Is Powerless The First Book Novels & Stories

I was the only one on this stretch of beach, and yet it was impossible. I didn’t have magic. My entire life I’ve been powerless. Powerless in the face of Lucille’s wrath. Powerless against Kimberly and her vicious moods. Powerless against everyone who had ever done me harm. Nova’s voice softened. Even with my mind addled, I couldn’t stand the heavy notes of sympathy winding themselves around her vocal cords.

For becoming the one thing I swore I would never be again: Powerless.

I shouldn’t have confessed. “Jay...” My voice broke. “Please don’t punish me this way.” “Actually,” he said, lowering his legs from the table. “I think you can handle the Unions just fine. The White Omega blessed you with powers. You are untouchable now.” What powers? It was all our child. “I am powerless,” I murmured. “Oh, spare me the humility,” he chuckled darkly. “If I doubted at our wedding, how about the doors and windows? Was that also a powerless White Omega? And your sudden mind-voice… did I fvck that into you?”

But now Now she was face-to-face with the force that had created everything. And she did not know if she could stand against it. "You see now, child." His voice shook the ground beneath her feet. "Power is never given freely." "It must be taken. It must be earned." Lyla forced herself to stand taller. “I didn’t ask for this.” The First Alpha’s lips curled. "And yet, here you are." The First Alpha stepped closer. The shadows trembled in his wake. "The forest has chosen you." "The power has chosen you." "But will you choose it?"

When everything she owes is taken away from her because she’s weak and doesn’t have enough power to strike? Read in the next chapter.

CHAPTER 1 Power, it was a term that is rather popular, everyone can relate to the need for power and at the same time everyone wanted it for him or herself, I was no different, and for me power had a means, right from the age of 12. You see I was a scrawny child from a really small town in New Jersey, growing up was especially hard since I had no parents, forgotten in an orphanage, aside that I wasn’t a cute kid that people came and awwned over and then decide they should adopt, I was ugly, there was no other adjective to use, I had a crocked nose, and even my teeth was scattered and it showed whenever I smiled, every time we were to line up for a prospective family, we were asked to smile a

If it weren't for the man's strong physique, he might have been torn into pieces. "Is the Inuit's Guardian Spirit really that strong?" The blind woman asked. She had heard Jason mention it once, but it was just a slip of the tongue and she had no time to ask about it in detail. "He's very strong. I almost had no power to fight back." Jason nodded and said in a serious tone. One strike was enough to defeat him. At that time, he was only passively making the final defense. The Guardian Spirit of the Inuit was the first to make him feel so powerless.

I had seen this before, a manifestation of my power that I had been unaware of. I closed my eyes, focusing on the sensation of the red glow. I tried to imagine it expanding, growing stronger. I wanted to feel the power within me, to understand its capabilities. The memory of the incident with the rogues flashed through my mind. It was then that my power had activated, protecting me from harm. I had been unaware of its existence, its presence a hidden force that had shielded me from danger. Now, with the knowledge from the book, I realized the full extent of my power. Now that I understood my ability, I felt a surge of excitement and fear. The power within me was immense, a force that could b

I stared at the empty field and felt ridiculous and human and lost. I closed the laptop. The window was a mirror and a night view all at once. I looked at myself and saw a man with every resource except the one that mattered. I had money. I had lawyers. I had a security team that could thread a needle in the dark. I could buy a company before lunch and fix a supply chain before dinner. I could not find the woman I loved or the child I did not know I had because they did not want to be found. Power looks strange when it cannot reach the one thing it wants. For the first time, I felt powerless.

I continued to speak to myself until I settled upon the decision; that I would continue with the debate with myself later on and help Mary first. "What powers should she be given? Invisibility? Mind reading? Ughhh! I am gone crazy! Wait, the book!" I turned around to go back to my room and get the book for the guidance but then something stopped me. The book was already there, on the ground. 'It wasn't here before.' I thought to myself. Ignoring how it got there, I bent down and picked it up. Without wasting a further minute, I began turning over the pages until my sight landed on a heading saying, 'The Manipulation Powers.'