Poderoso Novels & Stories

"I am indeed capable of making a top-grade pill like the Amber Pill." And he wasn't lying; Adrian was indeed as strong as a level-nine powerhouse.

Fangs, like ivory daggers, lined his powerful jaws, ready to deliver a devastating bite. But it was not just his appearance that set him apart. Devin's power surged through the air, crackling with an energy that defied comprehension. As he flexed his form, the earth beneath him quaked in acknowledgment of his might. With each step, the ground trembled, as if paying homage to the force that commanded it.

Power rolled off him in waves—his commanding aura undeniable. His jet-black hair, streaked with hints of silver, framed a face carved with authority. His golden eyes held an intensity that could shatter weaker men. Even the way his arms crossed over his broad chest as he sat spoke of his strength. His jaw was chiselled like stone, and his baritone voice carried the weight of dominance, capable of sending shivers down a person's spine if bellowed or spoken coldly.

Another man from the group chimed in with a bland tone. After pondering for a moment, Fane decided that he wanted to get some information out of the other party’s mouth. “Hmm... Since you all think that today will be my last day, can you let me die with understanding? For example: Tell me which powerhouses of America do you guys belong to? How strong is it, and how many people are in it? After all, I’m an incredibly curious person.” “Haha! Let me tell you then, kiddo. The powerhouse behind us is unbelievably strong, powerful, and with high authority. Anyway, it’s a power that you can’t afford to offend at all.”

Extraordinary. More.

"Or not. What if the other guy is better at the whole mind-control thing than you?" He straightened in his seat. "Doubtful. I am considered the strongest in that art." "Or so you think. What if they make you think you've got them as your minion, when, in reality, you don't?" "My power is stronger than Morpheus's." "But what if it wasn't Morpheus who got to them but this mysterious new player we've yet to meet? The one the witch told us about."

I turn my head and see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. His hazel coloured eyes watching me, and he smirks. He is tall, muscular and has that dangerous vibe to him. The dark tattoos peek through the two buttons that are unbuttoned. His pecs and abs are strong. His jawline could cut glass. This man was sculpted by the gods.

Random guy… “The person that now has to go home and take a cold shower!” Capris face turned red from embarrassment, it appears to be the guy she was backed up against grinding on his man parts.

There's no way right? I am the Alpha of one of the strongest Packs. I've defeated many other Packs who dared cross our path. I have the power and strength that I've always sought to protect not only my Pack but also those I hold dear. So, don't tell me I'm going to lose my child. Don't tell me there's no way to save them, please!