Kwamis And Their Powers Novels & Stories

Are you sure you want to do this? Dad, I promise you I am positive and realistic about this. Then why do I feel like you’ll leave me? Cadmus asked. Because I am special, and wolves are terrified of things they can’t control. It's better that I hide in the human world until I’m ready. Meanwhile, Hammet will help me control my powers. Hammet is a shaman from one of the oldest families, and he understands how our gifts work. He has helped young wolves harness their abilities before, and Mom trusts him more than anyone else. I know with his guidance, maybe I’ll finally understand what I am truly capable of.

“I need to know about Kia’s powers. What is he capable of?” The man sighed, his gaze flickering to me before settling back on Kia. “Kia is unlike any other child born of gods and mortals. He carries an ancient power within him, something not seen in centuries. His abilities are still dormant, but once awakened, they will shape the balance of both worlds.” I tensed, gripping Kia’s shoulders protectively. “What do you mean?” He exhaled slowly, his expression troubled. “Kia has the ability to manipulate divine energy, the raw essence of creation and destruction. If he is not trained, if his powers are left unchecked, they will consume him.”

The uncertainty gnawed at me. I flipped through the pages, absorbing every detail. The text described the white wolves' abilities in vivid detail: their capacity to heal wounds with a touch, to manipulate the elements, and to draw strength from the earth itself. These abilities were a direct gift from the moon goddess, who had created the white wolves to maintain balance and harmony in the world. The other wolves, lacking these divine gifts, grew resentful and ultimately conspired to wipe out the white wolves to eliminate the perceived threat to their own power.

"Hold up, I'll stop you there uncle, I'm sorry. Ehm, you called her owl-something and akwshinis, did I get that right?" "No. And you cut me off again. I'll explain just once, so listen- so I can get back to telling you the whole story. Owlignus is their specie, they are shapeshifters but mostly owls. They are witches, old witches, and we all know ancient witches are very powerful. They feed on owls, which is weird because of what they are, but legend has it that they get their powers from owls, so every Friday night, they feast on owls. They are evil, of course, and they are good too. Just like human beings, some of us are kind while others are sadistic. And Akwanisis is a title for the chos

"So Ameera will become a black and white woman like you?" The goddess nodded. "The Kingsleys built a temple to worship Ameera. Ameera, and all Kingsley women who became Haseki after her, have the strongest powers. They are immortal and cannot be killed, not even by themselves. They have the power to control the heart, blood, bones of every living being in your land. A Haseki is equal to a goddess, higher in rank than the Guardian himself. If something happen to the peace of your land, it is the Haseki duty to bring the justice to victim and the wrongdoers, then they will erease the hatred in the victim heart."

Tipped my head to the trippin' goddess. They shook their heads. "Anda? What did you find out?" I asked, returning our flighty goddess back to the here and now. "Just know this, my dear Kiema. Soon, you will surpass me in ability." Her happiness dimmed a bit. "But know this also: having this power, this magnitude of power, will cause you to be the focus, the target, of those who would kill you to have it." "What is it?" I shook my head, frustration causing my hands to clench into fists. "What am I?"

This causes Izanami to reach for a kunai. Izanami: "Destruction's Embrace!" (A supernova begins to open, only too be absorbed by Kimora's powers going berserk.) "What is this power?! You're not a Deidic! You're a "Constant"!!" The one known by "GODS" as "Universal"!"(Looking a little worried now, she begins to take a step backwards as the energy settles in the room. Kimora then calmly says aloud...)

Each one was radiant with a unique aura, representing: The element they embodied - earth, air, fire, water, and spirit. The power they had - strength, teleportation, control of elements, fast reflexes, and balance. And the names they bore - Dynamisus, Lagomsa, Duatmenthes, Antanaklastika and Cathro. They stood tall and calm, ready to share their gifts with me. One by one, they imparted their powers into me, and I felt an overwhelming surge of energy coursing through my body. My eyes glowed with the same ethereal light that emanated from the Guardians as I fully transformed into my Guardian form.

6) Cassandra the Seeress: Cassandra possesses the gift of foresight, seeing glimpses of the future and offering cryptic prophecies that guide her actions and those of the Twelve. 7) Xander the Shadowstalker: Xander has command over shadows, using them to conceal himself, teleport short distances, and trap his enemies in inky darkness. 8) Isabella the Enchantress: Isabella is a master of enchantments and illusions, able to weave intricate spells that deceive the senses and manipulate the perception of reality. 9) Alistair the Elemental: Alistair controls the elements, channelling the power of fire, water, earth, and air to unleash devastating elemental attacks and manipulate the environment.

Freya's P.O.V "Fae…" Alpha Krimson's voice was almost an absentminded whisper, but I was sure everyone had heard him just fine. "Yes." I nodded, looking at each of them in turn. "Before I called Cameron for help…just before I was rendered unconscious, I saw Mirage use photokinesis. It's the power to use light however they please…and only two species have that power in the entire world…angels…and-" "Fae." Alpha Krimson finished that sentence once again, looking at me with narrowed eyes. "Are you certain?"