Novel Power Novels & Stories

’ I thought but continued with my task. I closed my eyes to maintain focus, hoping that nothing would happen to my pregnancy. Remember? I haven't told Cassian anything about this baby. "I ... I saw Novaire secretly bribing the villagers. He wanted to buy their votes so they wouldn't choose you as the king." I started rambling as I successfully entered Novaire's memories. If I could guess, Cassian would be more surprised by the sudden darkness that enveloped the room. My power could generate lightning and absorb the surrounding light.

Mine answered without permission, rising sharp and hot against it. “You talk like strength is only blood and secrets,” I said. “Like power is just who you can step on and still stand tall. But true power isn’t blind inheritance.” Elias leaned in, lips curling. “Then tell me, boy. What even is true power?” I held his stare. Didn’t blink. “True power,” I said quietly, “is when the thing that should scare you most doesn’t anymore. Not because you got stronger. Because you stopped caring if you survive it.”

“Do you think it started before or after Lena came into his life?” She freezes. “I mean,” I add, lighter, “you were fine before, weren’t you?” Lilith nods slowly. “I was.” “And now?” She hesitates, like the words taste wrong. “Now nothing feels solid.” I lower my voice without meaning to. “Some bonds don’t just affect the people in them.” Her eyes snap to mine. “You think she’s controlling him?” I pause. Just long enough to matter. “I think power leaks,” I say carefully. “Especially when it’s new.”

"You make a deal with me." "What kind of deal?" "The kind that keeps you and your family alive. The kind that gives me the voting rights I need to stop David's takeover. The kind that's mutually beneficial." He pulled a thick folder from his jacket. "A contract marriage." Nina laughed. Actually laughed. "You're insane."

There had been plenty of bullying among the children too. Maybe from that time on, I had subconsciously made myself stop caring about anything to protect myself from the outside world. I subconsciously ignored every injury because I was afraid of the pain. But now, I had a family, and I had people who loved me too. I no longer needed to protect myself that way. Seeing the resolve on my face, Nora and Susan closed their mouths in despair. After that, Theodore interrogated Nora, and she gave up the elite hacker who had broken into his estate's system back then. Theodore gave that person two choices. Go against the Jensen family or work for him.

, Jack stood and moved to another part of the house. “_The world loves power, and that is the only mantle you can use to rule, if you lose everything, don’t ever lose power”, he was saying as I moved closer to the television, my heart pumping real hard, this man held power, and this man had someone who would inherit the power, and I was going to get it by all means, it didn’t matter who I was going to step on but I was going to be standing in that spot. “What are you doing boy”, I heard Jack shout almost as soon as I heard his footsteps.

You have to know the darkness before you can appreciate the light. -Madeline L'Engle ~♡~♡~ This evening seemed different than any other evening she had seen in her nineteen years of life. Her home looked more beautiful than she had ever seen it, bathed in golden grandeur, the aura that spoke of wealth, power and elegance all at the same time.

“Power does not vanish. It relocates.” I said it quietly, not to them, but to myself. Kieran stood rigid, watching Nova with a mixture of awe and quiet fear. Nova did not notice either of us fully. She was listening to the laws again. Not commanding. Listening. The system no longer drifted. I learned. Toward her. I did not feel anger. I did not feel pride. I felt curious. Power does not disappear. It shifts to the place where it fits best.

“Say what.” “Whatever that look is.” “That I used to think power looked like a hall full of people standing up when you entered. Now I think it looks like this.” He rested his forehead against my knee for a moment, then rose carefully, as if my balance had become part of his own. “Power can look like both. I prefer this one. The hall does not get to hear that.” “The hall already suspects.” “The hall can continue to suspect.”

His arrogance and belief in the power of wealth to resolve any issue shone through, painting a disturbing portrait of his character. Adina recoiled at his audacity. The nerve of him to think he could buy his way out of the darkness he had created. Her contemptuous scoff at this revelation echoed the tumult of emotions within her, marking the beginning of a confrontation that would unveil the true depths of their characters and the challenges they faced.