Overpowerd Novelas e Histórias

“You have no control over your temper and that is your biggest weakness. And that’s why you never win anything.” All of what he was saying was hurtful and tearing Krist apart. He hated himself even more for not being able to come up with anything to say back, like he usually does. “Think about it… Don’t you think he’d be better off with me?” Randell was bisexual and Krist knew this, which is why he was feeling nervous before. And hearing him say this triggered something within Krist. It’s as if a switched flipped in him making him wake up and leave behind all of the doubts he has had in back of his mind. “You lay even a finger on him, and I’ll break you!”

𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱/𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗹 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗿 𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻.

He had been working on combination glows for the past week, and had realised that absolute darkness was a great compliment to one of his glows- Takeover Takeover was one of the glows that Mane didn’t like to use due to its overwhelming power. Well it wasn’t like he didn’t like to use it. Rather he didn’t find anyone to use it on. It was so overwhelming that Mane felt that employing the services of this glow was an overkill. But if it came to sparring against an immortal like his father, this glow was perfect. So he had been training it secretly. Now he felt he was ready to use it.

"Geez, Henry, why are you lying on the floor like a stray dog?" He had completely shed his weak and pitiful facade from earlier, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Do you want to know who put the peanut powder in the drink?" He squatted down, shining the flashlight directly into my eyes. "It was me. I just wanted to see who's more important to Dad, Mom, and Violet: you, their biological son and brother, or me, who is adopted. Guess what? Even though you're related by blood, in their eyes, you're not even fit to carry my shoes!"

Not stopping at 1,000, the value climbed to 5,000, then 9,999+. Eventually, it settled on a vivid pink that was off the charts. The label next to the number was “possession”. He looked at me, the ice in his eyes melting away. In its place was a burning intensity that could swallow me whole. “You’re mine now.”

"I won't let you." Marcus smiled, a slow and cruel twist of his lips as he leaned forward - the USB drive clutched tightly in his hand. "Oh, but I already have," he purred, his eyes glinting with a predatory hunger. "You see, Cassandra... you've always been so predictable. So easy to manipulate and control. But now... now I finally have the one thing that can guarantee your obedience... no matter what you might think or feel."

CAMILLA *Over a year ago* I can't believe that an Omega has managed to beat me and several other strong girls in that battle. I mean, she's just a weakling who has no training at all yet I'm the strongest female fighter ever in Aquatic Pack and it's surrounding Packs. How comes she was so strong such that she managed to beat us all? What tactic was she using? Is she a witch? And the command in her tone, commanding me to surrender claiming that she's the Luna....she's Hera! What on earth does that even mean?

The two of them had begun to fight constantly. In a video a friend sent me, Donovan kicked over a chair and snarled, "Amanda, didn't you say you could handle everything? Aren't you the big-shot businesswoman? Now we can't even afford a decent meal, and you've got me hiding in this dump eating pasta! I must have been cursed to believe you!"

“Exactly. We can’t let her dictate the game. We have faced her before, but this… this is her escalation. She thinks she is cornering you but she hasn’t counted on how far I will go.” I drew a deep breath. “Then we need a plan,” I said, pressing my hands together in front of me, mind already racing through possible strategies. “Not just defensive. Offensive, in a way. Something that neutralizes her influence before it spreads.” He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, hands steepled. “We start by controlling the narrative. Mary loves gossip because it spreads faster than truth. If we get ahead of it—make sure the right people hear the truth first—we remove her power.”

the youth asked looking curious mixed with anger. The older male smiled wrily before answering "They are one of the upper household and they are so powerful, remember that the power they shows to the surface is just two-hundred of their strength and forces, they are quiet because they don't want the other upper household to notice that they are becoming more and more power and begin to target them that's why they stayed cool otherwise we would have been long gone" the male said.