Power Hungry Book Novels & Stories

My father was an idiot, a hypocrite and a bad father, he left me with nothing but a few hundred millions but then left the real million maker to my stupid sister. It's not like I'm a good designer, but the fact is this company holds so much power and that power is what I want, what I crave for. Money wasn't the only important thing to me, I loved the idea of being looked upon like a goddess and for everyone to respect me and for that, I needed this company, so sorry sister but you are never gonna have that power cause you don't deserve it, I do. "So mom, what position did you give her, I hope it was a janitorial one." I hiss angrily, hoping I was right.

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

Chapter Thirty One: Rosa’s POV The scent of gasoline and dust reminds me of this city, not just the beauty, but the way I was treated badly. Now, they will regret their actions. They will see how wealthier, more powerful the wife of Donald Ronald, CEO of Hilly's company. The billionaire herself is. I was stepping back into my past with power. “Aha hah!” I chuckled, the sound echoed. My bodyguards glanced at me with surprise. I could tell they were wondering why I laughed.

“Tonight, I'll have you in every way I've ever dreamt of. You will be screaming under me and begging for more, and I have all the potency you need to satisfy you. Whatever you need.” “I'm counting on it,” she immediately said. The authority in her voice was such a fucking turn-on and the constant pressure of her hands on me could make me come at any moment. Fuck! I could not let that happen. I could not allow myself to be handled like that, yet I had no power over myself. Over her. “But first,” she paused and pulled herself away from me, “I’m hungry.” With that, she walked back into the house, leaving me speechless and wheezing. I looked down at my erection, painfully strained against my pan

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

Till now, it was yet to return, and I had been making do with snacks and boxes of juice from Trisha's freezer. “I'm not hungry, Trisha. I can't bring myself to eat—” “You will sit here and drench yourself in self pity, but guess what? Marcus Turner might be on top of another woman, fucking his brains out. Do you think he's doing what you're doing at the moment? Or you think he's refusing to get out of bed too? I'm sure he's eating quite well, and with a full appetite too.”

I think he groaned but it's almost inaudible. "Here..." He drawls as he passes me a book, wrapped in plain black cover. It's nothing fancy. Like any mere book you'd find randomly. "This is my most accounted journal. No one's ever read it. You'll be the first. Consider it a gift from me." "Why should I read it?" He comes to sit on the bed and locks his eyes on mine for the umpteenth time today. I can't count how many times he's played me inside those field orbs of his. "What's the most powerful piece in Chess, little eagle?"

But the young werewolf was determined to succeed, driven by a burning desire to unlock the power of the Moon Goddess and become the strongest werewolf in the world. And finally, after months of searching, he found it. The Blood Moon Chronicles: The Book of Power. With trembling hands, he wrote his name in his blood, unleashing the power of the Moon Goddess upon himself. In an instant, he felt a surge of energy, a rush of power that flowed through his veins. He knew that he had become more powerful than he had ever imagined, and that he would stop at nothing to protect the book and its secrets from those who would seek to use it for evil.

Dear readers, this book has been placed on Hiatus at the moment as I’m currently busy with my other book. I’m not abandoning this book but I don’t want to update two books at the same time. Hopefully, I’ll be done with FALL FOR THE HUNTER’S DAUGHTER sooner than later and I’ll be able to complete POWERLESS. Thanks for the support ❤️

"In that case, I think the pizza can wait." End of Book One: Incendiary