Name For Power Novels & Stories

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

, he started and i darted my eyes to the clock. Inasmuch as everyone was having fun at the party, I had a feeling that they would soon realize that I’m meeting. I wanted to be gone before anyone decided to find me. “This is called the power powder. There are cases where mere special abilities don’t work. In that case, you take a little of this into your mouth and use your ability. It is more like an amplifier”, he explained and I couldn’t help the surprise that filled my eyes. So, there were cases where one’s powers don’t walk? This was the question I had in my heart just as I watched him making more explanation.

SIRELLA’S POV I opened my mouth, then closed it. I didn’t even know what to say. The Matron rose from her seat, moving with slow, deliberate grace. "Tell me, child, do you know what power truly is?" I clenched my jaw. "Strength?." She smiled. "Wrong." My hands curled into fists. "Power," she continued, "is not about brute strength. It is about influence. Control. Power is walking into a room and having every eye turn to you, not because you demand it, but because they cannot help it."

Something had changed, even if it was only a small step. I had finally given my power a real name. Before, I had just been calling it Ingest, and the word had always felt rough to me, like something said without much thought. It didn’t really capture what the ability was… or what it meant to me. It was only a label, nothing more. Now, at least, it felt different. Giving it a name made it feel more real, more like a part of me instead of something strange that I was still trying to understand.

Also be called as the godfather of the entertainment industry who had his every possible reach over the numbers of platforms in multimedia resources. He had numbers of agencies under his feet in the process and with his only one click of fingers, he was able to make many lives and destroy the visa versa. He can assign agencies under his labels and also holds the power to ruin them too... Obviously Jordan Lawrence's name sounded equally dangerous than just being powerful in the entire states of America, he was not easy to manipulate and dominated by any. Jordan Lawrence also owned countless hospitals in his heritage round the continent, that was since he got to know about his mother's health.

"Could it be that the deity he communicated with is really a god who can control the power of light?" For a moment, everyone understood the meaning of his words and could not help but gasp. The Power of Light was a powerful force that was famous for its natural property. It was earth-shattering and invincible. It was rare and powerful!

he demanded. “That’s the thing about white oak,” Nyx said pleasantly. “It doesn’t announce itself. Doesn’t give warnings. It just works. Quietly. Steadily. Until one day you reach for your power and find nothing there.” She tilted her head. “Could take days. Could take weeks. But it will happen, Evander. Every dark spell, every corrupt ritual, every piece of yourself you traded for power, all of it, gone.” “There has to be a counter...”

“Because once you cross that line, you do not get to pretend things can go back to normal.” Dante sat up too, his bare feet hitting the floor. “Normal was an illusion,” he said. “I just did not know it yet.” He stood and walked to the window, pushing the curtain aside. The city was already awake, cars moving, people rushing into lives that felt simple compared to the mess unraveling inside his chest. “My uncle taught me everything about power,” he continued. “He always said information is currency. Control what people know, and you control what they do.”

Derry chuckled. "With your powers sealed, you won't be able to fight him." "He doesn't have as much strength as I do." "But, he can gather great power with his alliance." I know, it's very possible that it might happen again. My powers were partially sealed because of a magic pact that night. It doesn't matter to me, because I will do anything to destroy Amber and Everett.

I cut in. “That wasn’t what I was suggesting at all,” he frowned unhappily. “Opalescent Moon, is the biggest powerhouse on this side of the world. Unless Sophia is named Alpha, that means a new bloodline, and the potential loss of all previous agreements, because pacts are made through blood. If you and Dmitri join the Vὅlsung, you will uncountable be named the rightful heir, and your mate will have a grudge against anyone that didn’t support the two of you here.”