Power Book 5 Novels & Stories

" He was questioning the assistant with every word, but his eyes were bloodshot, almost as if they were about to erupt into flames. The assistant was so scared that he quaked in his boots, shakily handing Sam the phone and stuttering, "I-I'm not lying, I swear… You've been too busy with the wedding to check your inbox, so I've been managing it. You asked me to order tickets for her earlier, and that's when the email got sent to me! "I-It contained all your chat logs with Miss Porter, the photos of the children, and…" "And what?! Say it!" Sam's voice cracked like a whip.

Finley caught the first flight home, no time to waste. By the time he landed, Kevin had meetings lined up with the real estate moguls. "When can I meet Danny Wright and Tony Lopez?" Kevin hesitated. "They won't see you. They're pulling their contracts." "What? Why?" That made no sense. His deals with them had always been solid—unless something went down while he was gone. Kevin shifted awkwardly. "Also...the finance director got caught embezzling. And there have been suicides at a few of our construction sites. It's bad."

SERIES NAME : BORN BY POWER SEQUEL NAME : UPRISE OF HELL (BOOK 2) CHAPTER 5 : SEEKING THE UNKNOWN This chapter talks about how Pete returned and where he was the whole time when everything was happening on the other side. CHAPTER 5 SEEKING THE UNKNOWN

After several generations, the flesh and energy of those people were gathered here, and the blood of the Inuit was the catalyst to awaken the energy. The sword strike was a very shocking one, which was made by Jason without reservation . To Jason's disbelief, when the sword was swung out, a strong recoil force came. Under this force, the figure of Jason flew backward. His body fell to the ground uncontrollably. "Haha, once the energy here is awakened, there is no force that can stop it." The Fifth Elder sneered, looking at Jason with sarcasm. “So what if you are the best in the world? Can you resist all the energy of the Inuit?”The Fifth Elder thought.

Tomi Hideki: The Prankster "Number four, Tomi Hideki – the 'Man with Many Pranks'," she read, her eyebrows shooting up. "He's half Filipino, half Japanese, and the second son of the Hideki Clan, a Mafia boss in Japan. He's the Strategy Head of Knights Advertising, with a mind that's always plotting and scheming." She chuckled, a shiver running down her spine. "He loves to prank people, and it's all fun and games for him. But a Mafia boss's son? Yikes! What if I do something he doesn't like? He might send me to Japan and chop off my fingers!" She clutched her hands to her chest, a wave of fear washing over her. "He's handsome, with those piercing black eyes, but I'm not risking my life for a

I wanted to scream, to cry, to run away, yet something deeper kept me rooted. Cole leaned behind me, his chest pressing into my back, arms slipping around my waist. His warmth made the tension in my shoulders melt into a complicated mix of fear and comfort. “You don’t understand,” he whispered into my ear. “If only one of us tried to handle all your power, it would destroy you-or turn us into shadows of ourselves. You need balance, Bam. Balance from all of us… from everyone who loves you.” I shivered, feeling the press of his lips along my shoulder as he spoke. My thoughts stuttered, my mind trying to process all of this at once. Five men, all saying the same thing, all claiming the same tru

"When was this?" His assistant flinched. "I remember that day, sir. You said not to schedule any work because you were going to church with your family." The day Julian received the final divorce judgment was also when he learned that he once had a child. He had played a part in that child's death. Julian dismissed his assistant. "Leave me alone for a while." His hands trembled as he lit a cigarette. Then another and another. It was as if enough smoke could somehow quiet the chaos raging inside him.

"A hotel room in Chicago. On our anniversary. And these? We haven’t used these in five years. Why are they in your pocket, Damian?" “What is a married man doing with condoms in his pockets.?” Damian stared at the items. For a second, he didn't move. He didn't even blink. I waited for him to explain it away. I waited for another lie about a "work event" or a "joke from the guys at the office." But he didn't laugh. He didn't apologize. His face went completely blank. He looked at me, and for the first time in five years, I saw a man I didn't recognize at all. The warmth was gone.