Power Man: Timeless Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, all the people ranked within the heavenly leaderboard were all powerhouses that were famous in this world. The woman stood next to a man, wearing a green shirt and carrying an ancient sword. He had a thin face, a strand of beard kept under his chin swaying with the wind, and a pair of eyes that were dark and deep which carried the brilliance. He ignored the woman's charms and exuded an aura of his own. He was naturally someone on it as well as he could stand beside a powerhouse on the heavenly leaderboard. This man wearing a green shirt with an extraordinary aura was the figure that was idolized by the entire martial arts community. He was Dorian Yates, ranked one in the heavenly

“Be merciful, your grace. Me and my sister are just a lowly person not worth your time. We did not see or hear anything at all. By letting us go and disappear outside the city, your grace would gain good karma for your lifetime” Even though she thought her persuasion was weak, that was all she could do. Sweet talk might work and the rest was in the man’s hand. To let them go or to end their life. Ah… so easy to lose your head when you do not have any power and status in this life. “You want to see the view from the top?” The man smiled, ignoring her plea. Confused with the question, Lady Xing frowned. Slowly, he let go of her waist. They stood an arm length from each other. This man has diff

I have to go on a business trip for a week, so I get a cat-sitter to come over and feed my cat Muffin while I'm away. But on the second day, when I check the live footage from the living room surveillance camera, I see my fiancee, Kate Swanson's childhood friend Samuel Lambert enter the password for the front door and walk into the house. Then, he throws a grape into Muffin's bowl. Samuel Lambert raises an eyebrow in the direction of the surveillance camera. "Hey, Jonathan. Muffin is a smart one, isn't it? It's not touching the grape at all." Then, as I watch in horror, he unplugs the surveillance camera. I feel my heart sink, and I immediately ask the cat-sitter to head back over and ch

Vivian's heart pounded against her ribcage and underneath her chest; she was anticipating something really exciting. "I am a messenger, and I have the power to grant you the ability to manipulate anyone and everyone to be under your control. You will get what you want and when you want it. Those who despised and humiliated you will eventually bow down to you in adulation, but be warned: having the entire world subservient to you comes at a cost. If you consider the power that you will soon wield, the modest price that you are paying for it is hardly even worth it."

The woman said in a sad tone. “And it is home.” The man said cheerfully while Penn laughed. “Indeed, home is the best place for us all, no matter the appearance of this home.” Penn adds as the man nodded his head. “You are welcome to visit anytime, our home is always opened not you, not just our house.” The man offered with his wife bobbling her head in agreement with her husband's words. “Thank you for your gracious offer.” Penn said humbly while Rima rolled her eyes.

Thank the Goddess for the mute button. The more time we spend together, the more we find our tastes in things are similar. Especially music. We went to a heavy metal show on my Friday night off last week. It was the best date I’ve ever been on. We spent most of our time in the mosh pit. There was something sexy about seeing Ghost healing Milo’s black eye while he gently wiped blood away from my broken nose. It made me so excited that we had to have a quickie in the back of his Jeep before he drove us home.

"Show yourself, I know you are there." The 'mass of darkness' in the room Shifted to closes the door as it begins to be more concentrated in a shimmer of distorting shades of black that radiated faint traces of white as a silhouette of a broad shoulders outline of a muscular figure who stands at top seven feet high with six arms, three of which had the same glowing design on the same side of the torso, came into focus. An Erie voice of the 'deep abyss' shook me to my core as it spoke a single phrase.

My Forever Man 1 Hello, my name is Emma. I’m a twenty-one-year-old woman and I have had a rough last few years in my young love life. All I seem to do is work eat and sleep. So as a single woman I decided to look for my perfect man. I didn’t want to end up as a crazy old cat lady. So where do you find a man nowadays. Bars, churches, and the singles in my area will not work. I don’t drink and bars don’t bring the kind of catch I want. With not having a man in my life I have had a lot of spare time.

He begs for harder, and I give it to him, sweat pouring, teeth gritted. He bites my shoulder—hard. I’ll have the bruise tomorrow. It’s worth it. He comes first, shuddering, gasping my name in a voice that’ll haunt me for weeks. I lose it, coming so hard my knees almost buckle. I keep him pinned, chest to chest, both of us breathing like we just finished a marathon. He checks his watch, that infuriating smirk back on his lips. “Minute forty-five. Not bad, Captain. But next time, try for overtime.”

I felt so trapped and exposed. MidnightMVP: I’m sorry. That weight is heavy. You’re stronger than this mess though. One breath at a time. I’m always on your side. Send the pic. I’ll roast it with you. I sent it quickly. MidnightMVP: Okay, he pulls off broody well. But damn, you two have real spark. Tension jumping off the screen? LensCrusher: Tension? More like I want to shove him away. But talking to you… it stops the tears every time. Thanks for getting me without judgment.