Pasion Y Poder Capitulo 34 Novels & Stories

Chapter#34.2: Great Tension [Jacob’s P.O.V] ꧁❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎꧂

Alina’s moans were desperate, raw, echoing through the penthouse as she pressed herself fully into him, lost, surrendered, and utterly consumed. They moved together, a storm of passion and desire, every motion a declaration, every gasp a confession. Alina had crossed the line, yes—but in doing so, she had discovered a power she hadn’t known she possessed: the courage to surrender completely, to desire without apology, and to embrace the fire that Lucian had ignited inside her.

Passion burned between them like a consuming flame, fierce and unrelenting, igniting them from within. Aric moved with the primal force of a wild beast, his energy boundless, as if exhaustion were a concept that could never touch him. Once… twice… three times… The air in the cavern quivered with the mingling sounds of restraint and release, a symphony of tension and surrender. Water rippled gently in the background, while the torchlight flickered like a living witness to their unrelenting passion. Time dissolved, leaving only the endless rhythm of their bodies and the intoxicating pulse of desire.

“And I almost lost my sister because I couldn’t control mine.” The young man’s expression flickered. Pain. Fear. Buried under rage. “You’re not meant to dominate it,” I said quietly. “You’re meant to stand with it.” The staircase behind me pulsed once, deeply. The Flame below is answering something in my voice. The young man’s power faltered. For a heartbeat, the white fire dimmed. Then surged again, wilder than before. He screamed, clutching his chest. “It’s too much!” he cried.

“If his girl melts for another man. You want me, but you’re fighting it.” His words hit painfully hard, and a cold wave of fear washes over me as I realize just how much power this bastard somehow has over me. When did I let that happen? I would’ve never believed a man could have such an inexplicable effect on me. “You’re so damn tight,” the brunette growls hoarsely, and inside me I feel three of his fingers already. I see the raw, unrestrained desire blazing in his green eyes, and I’m hanging on the edge myself, while my hands are still pinned behind my back by his iron grip.

he whispers, “show me your heart.” I push myself to my feet. My entire body shakes. My power rises again, hotter, stronger, wilder. The cavern trembles with every breath I take. Outside, Dorian and Bryan are still fighting to break through the barrier. I sense Dorian slam into it again. I feel the pain in his body. I feel Bryan strike it from another angle. Their desperation fuels me. Their fear adds fire to my blood. I close my eyes. I reach deep inside myself. I let the power rise.

“You're so dramatic, woman. Nothing happened while you were sleeping, you just fell out of my arms as I was carrying you up here. I was waiting for you to wake up for the real action.” At that moment I burned with rage: so many times he had rejected me only to tell me at that moment that he wanted to make me his, against my will. Fury and disgust at the man I had once loved gave me the strength to get up, but he threw me down on the bed, once again. “From here you leave when I decide.” “You can't keep me here, much less force me to sleep with you, you abuser!”. “You were begging for me to sleep with you, now you're crying saying I'm trying to molest you?” Bill laughed. “I just want to show y

Upon questioning him, he offered an apology for his conduct. He explained that his emotions control his powers. Suddenly, I found myself reaching for his hand and kissing him—a kiss filled with power, passion, urgency, hunger, and solace, all in one gesture. After the intense kiss, Anthony smiled, suggesting we could continue later, and all I could do was blush. Gazing up at him, butterflies fluttered in my stomach. He took my hand, kissed it, and urged me to walk with him. As we resumed walking, smoke began to fill the hallway. We started coughing uncontrollably; feeling lightheaded, I decided to use my banshee abilities before passing out. With a deep breath, I unleashed a powerful scream.

My pulse thundered in my ears, and I felt the fire inside me thrum in agreement, demanding I make a choice. I met Damian’s gaze, feeling the weight of his sacrifice, his regret, and his willingness to stand with me despite the danger. Angela’s hand pressed briefly to mine, silent encouragement, a reminder that I was not alone. I breathed deep, letting the fire settle in my chest, feeling it recognize me as its master, not its prisoner. The Council leaned back in shock, realizing the shift, sensing the power that could not be contained or dictated.

Maya’s Pov “I most definitely won’t share a room with you. You have no right to dismiss my opinion or command me.” I responded “I would not allow you to stay with strangers.” Daniel barked. “How is Lilian a stranger?” I argued back. “If you go with Lilian she’s fired.” He spat his voice venomous. I scoffed, he sounded pathetic and childish, one minute he’s loving and caring the next he’s an unbearable asshole. He won, and I gave in, not wanting to leave Lilian without a job.