Novel & Cerita More Powerful Word Than Love

“Son-son how many times do I have to teach you? Hatred is more powerful than love. Love is a distraction while hatred makes one stronger.” “What if I've had enough of hatred? I want a distraction instead then.” I answered him bodly. Ready for any reply or come back he might have. He was about to reply but stopped himself as the aunt and niece made their way to us. Gods! Let this day end!

She clutches them so tightly I fear that her grip is the only thing keeping her upright. “You can’t,” Mare sobs. “You can’t tell me you don’t love me because I know this isn’t all in my head. Love like this doesn’t have to be talked about. It’s so much more powerful than words. It can be felt and I feel that you love me like I love y—” “I don’t love you,” I interrupt. The words taste vile coming from my mouth.

He said to her these words have the strongest meaning to tell anyone how much that person meant to him. These words were more beautiful than the 'I love you's he would say to her. …..

"Something real, something that doesn't come with strings attached or a hidden agenda. Something that you clearly know nothing about." Dr. Jenkins laughed again, but this time it was bitter and mocking. "Love? You think love can save him? Love is nothing but a fleeting emotion. It's temporary, meaningless. Power, on the other hand, is eternal. It's what gives you control over people, over the world. And that's what I have, my dear. Power." I felt my anger rise up inside of me. "You may have power, but you'll never have love. And that's something you'll never understand," I said, my voice trembling with fury.

I step closer to him. "Tell me something," I say softly. "What is the most powerful force in the world?" He stammers. "Magic?" "No." "Fear?" "No." I lean closer. "Love." Understanding dawns in his eyes. "A mother's love is her greatest strength." My voice becomes ice. "And her greatest weakness." The generals begin to smile. Now they see the plan. "She took my elders," I say calmly. "So I will take something she values far more." The room fills with dark anticipation.

As if she knew I was scared about not knowing what to do, she continued to speak. “Love is the most powerful thing you humans possess. Some may not even be aware of it, but when you let your heart speak, act, and radiate love, nothing is impossible. It brightens the darkest nights. It lightens the heaviest loads. It erases ugly pasts and memories. It creates better futures. Love oversees everything. It can cover the vast sea as well as the wide skies. I believe these words would give you the idea of what to do….” “Love? Does it mean I am not loving her enough?”

I nodded my head and stretched my hands to the door, having her the signal. She got there. I stopped again with her body in-between, then she spoke. “On a second thought, just a piece of advice.” Folding her lips into a thinner layer. “I know that you love him, but there are some things that are mightier than Love, there are things that are better than love. Love is not everything you can give or offer to someone you claim to love.” My forehead crinkled in worry and confusion as I tried to understand what she was saying to me. “What do you mean? I’m not quite following.”

“Love? Do you know what that word even means? There's nothing like love in this world, Alexander. It's an old used by the weak, and I know you are not fucking weak!” “What if I am?”

I look at him and my heart breaks for him. How can he be happy when I can’t tell him what he wants to hear? How can he be satisfied when I can’t give him what he had always wanted? How can he be so selfless? ‘Because he loves you,’ Persephone whispered. ‘I know but—,’ ‘Now you know that love is the most powerful thing in the world,’ Persephone says and I can feel the sadness in her voice. ‘Love can make the world crumble as it can make it stand. Love can heal and wound someone’s heart without them even realizing it. Love can conquer everything even those that rulers can’t. And a selfless love, the kind of love that’s given freely? That’s the most powerful of all. And this man, this powerful

Instead, I just stared at him, my heart pounding like a war drum in my chest. "I loved you," I whispered. My voice cracked, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. "I thought you loved me too." His smile was sharp, cruel. "Love? Sabrina, love is weakness. I gave you something greater than love. I gave you power." Power. That word again, the one he used to justify every atrocity, every lie, every manipulation. It coiled around my mind like a serpent, squeezing tighter and tighter until I could barely think. 49