Poderoso Novels & Stories

I sincerely didn’t believe this story, I know there is something driving him but all this story about him being this power hungry person is something I don’t believe in at all. “So let me understand it all, you are saying that you had been following up the Smiths just so you can get a position at the power William is offering”, he nods and I look at him, really look at him, not as the man I love, as a man who wants power and who will use whoever and whatever to get what he wants and surprisingly I can see him fit in that picture.

"Mr Amadi, I will have you know that I am not a property you can acquire neither am I a desperate pauper you can buy with a few bucks." "Ten million dollars annual profit added to your company's gross profit is not a few bucks. Let's not forget the fact that you get to succeed your father. Come on, you won't be stupid enough to throw that away just for your unnecessary pride.Or, will you?" "Do you do this regularly? Is this a habit of yours or are you just being this way with me?" "I'm not sure I know what you are talking about." "Oh really? I'm asking if you try to fuck every female who you have to do business with?"

Everyone is approaching the ring and we do the same and, pushing and shoving, we manage to get in the front row as many of them are drunk. -WELL! FIRST WE HAVE A TITAN WITH TEN FIGHTS WON AND TWO LOST WILLIAM THE DESTROYER!- he introduces and some boo and others cheer as they watch him climb into the ring. He's almost six feet tall and has a lot of muscle mass so I'm guessing he'll be slower although that's not completely known. He has his hair shaved to one and brown eyes - AND SECOND BUT NOT LESS IMPORTANT WE HAVE A CHAMPION WITH TWENTY FIGHTS WON AND ZERO LOST, THE DEVIL CAMBELL - this time there are very few people booing him and almost everyone cheering him on. As soon as I see him get

________ Leandro" INVISIBILITY, TELEPATHY, TELEKINESIS, WIND, WATER, PLATER, ILLUSION, SWORD, SHIED, FLOAT, LITTLE, MIRROR, MAZE, BUBBLES, DASH, ICE, VOICE, LOCK, DARKNESS, FIRE, LIGHT, TELEPORT, VENOM, BOMER, COLLAPSE, CONTROL, ARMOUR, and SNIPER. That was all the power that I gathered Because of Xandros' help. Minus All of the unique power. Almost all of the power a wolf was colliding inside my body

Fully. Forever.

Strong jawline, cheekbones that could slice glass, and lips that held no warmth. But it was his eyes that stole my breath. Those unnerving pale irises, not quite grey or blue, but something in between. Almost silver. Almost white. Like frost on glass. Eyes that saw everything. Eyes that burned through you. His thick dark hair was styled neatly, swept away from his face. Everything about him screamed dominance, cold beauty, and unshakable power. “You’re late,” he said coolly, his gaze skimming over my dress lingering for a second too long.

But then again, I guess I’ve been so consumed in what’s going on with Aella and my stress that I didn’t realize that his aura was different, that he seems more… powerful. We insist that he practices with us and he does. It takes him a couple more tries before he can light the orbs in his hands by himself, but with the help of my grandfather threatening me, that seems to help. I can’t help but smirk. My mate channels his power when it comes to me. I love that.

My eyes widened, and I nodded vigorously in response. Mariano Wolfe Lionelli Montefiore Rivera was an infuriating man.

"That's right, you're a human. How can you understand?" Venn immediately interjected Lily and her master's story: "Does master's power come from nature, plants?" Elias nodded to Venn, appreciating his understanding. Venn is just a werewolf hybrid, so their only strength is ten times stronger than normal humans, and agile movement only. Lily asked again: "So which wolf is the strongest among you?" Venn immediately replied: "It is a wolf that can control and absorb all things. In particular, only this wolf can control the air."

I gasp, nails digging into the sheets as he buries himself into me. Holy. Shit. Is it possible to actually be split in half by a guy’s dick? Because that is one hundred percent what it feels like right now. I mean, I knew he’d be big—Connor has all that cocky, big-dick energy, the kind that screams don’t worry, I’ve got you covered—but Jesus H. Christ. He’s not just big. He’s p**n-star, how-is-this-legally-allowed big. I’m legitimately struggling to breathe, and not in a poetic ~he takes my breath away~ kind of way. More like, I might need to sign a waiver kind of way.