Novelas y relatos de Poderoso

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.

Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly the two heavyweights slowly fell asleep without realizing it. “Boss, I have checked all the goods, very good.” The powerful man standing in the dark quietly smoked a cigarette, each faint ring of smoke made it difficult for others to understand what he was thinking. The old man nodded slightly, threw away the cigarette, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice. The voice was cold as if it had no temperature. "Return."

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

My stomach doubled when I broke the connection. “How did I do that?” I genuinely needed to know. “You stopped thinking and allowed your body to work with your power rather than holding back. Your power works with your emotions.” He said, looking at me as though I was on his dinner menu. “According to what your father said when you guys were on your way to Vernon it seems that you can sense the enemy from a distance.” “Well ok then.” I inhaled deeply trying to gather my self control which was slowly melting away. “That’s it for today, I am in dire need of a shower. Good day Mr. Xalvador”

"Not only do I want to poison you, I also want your legs to break at the hips, and your flesh to fester and ooze pus. I want you to be a cripple, bedridden for the rest of your life." Jackie's expression changed dramatically upon hearing that. "What kind of nonsense are you saying…" He was about to yell at me when suddenly, a crisp snap was heard. His legs bent backward at an extremely bizarre angle. "AAH!!!" He let out an extremely tragic scream and crashed heavily to the floor.

Valcon spoke almost too cheerfully. Valcon was the eldest technically. He had bright red eyes against his snow white skin. His body a average size but power radiated off it. His lips curled up in a smile revealing his bright white teeth. His power was one of pain and suffering. He could just think of you and cause pain to you no matter where you are. Making him the most feared of them.

It’s thrilling and terrifying, all at the same time. The very thing that makes him so sexy is the same thing that makes him so intimidating. He’s sexy and powerful, dominant and cocky, unstoppable and irresistible. He’s like a force of nature, sweeping me up in his strength. I feel powerless against him. Still, I have to try and resist. “Eros" I say, shaking my head

It was the mark of the Soul. Standing right beside him, acting as an impenetrable human shield, was Marcus. Marcus’s broad shoulders were squared against the wind, his stance rooted to the concrete like an ancient oak tree. His own aura was dense, a heavy, kinetic pressure that screamed of raw Uwezo—unyielding physical power.

Pukan exclaimed. “If that’s the only choice I got, then let’s do it,” Alfi said seriously. “Alfi!” Megumi is getting terrified even more. “Well, I don’t want to do so. Actually, there’s another way.” Pukan said. “What is it?” ‘The Full Power does have its limitations. There’s a thing called ‘menace", a mode beyond Full Power. Once you surpass the limitation and master this mode, you can even use any holy weapons with no worry. Yet, this one is a forbidden mode that no one of your ancestors ever used it.” Pukan warned him.

“Seriously? The Odinous Power can only boost up your energy. There’s no way it can be stronger than my Divine Impact…” After he finished speaking, he fell silent for a moment and continued. “Sir, the fact that you can surpass my Divine Impact even though the Odinous Power can only boost up your energy means that your energy reserve is bigger than mine!” “You can put it that way too…”