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I let the question exist without urgency. Then I ask another. Am I more myself than I was before? The answer is undeniable. Yes. Even when it’s uncomfortable. Even when it costs access. Even when it shifts the room. Especially then. Because power that depends on your compliance was never yours to begin with. True power isn’t loud. It isn’t imposed. It’s the quiet authority of not needing permission to be coherent. The chapter ends without applause. No dramatic win. No public recognition. Just an internal settling. A sense that I can now stand in rooms without scanning for where to shrink. That alone changes everything.

It's almost impossible to cope with. The sudden urge I have wants me to turn back around, get off this plane and run back home, to stop this madness. But I know the result that it would further cause. Lying. Manipulation. And everything else to win me over. I need to do this for myself, to allow myself to be set free from my haunting and my demons. I am strong. I can do it. The plans jerks, my grip on the arm rest tightens and I squeeze my eyes shut, not liking the view of the machine starting to lift up and float in the air, not to mention how the whole metal machine shakes at first, as a tremor.

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 ❤️

I didn't know how to react. Zavier quickly stepped forward and held my hand. "Did you hear everything? In that case, we'll drop our act. It's been tough putting on a show for so long. Don't you feel sorry for us, Alex? We feel so sad…" The numbers above their heads decreased steadily. 98%... 96%... 95%... But still, they shouldn't abuse the power bank! After all, overcharging would damage the power bank. As my consciousness gradually waned yet again, I looked at the three 100% battery levels and shed soundless tears in my heart.

"But when you are very brave and ready to stand anyone you encounter no matter how powerful that very opponent is" She said as the chaos book glows more brighter energy to the extent that eyes can't look at it directly. The purple energies in it glitters more pure as it was full of burning purple color of fire. And just in the book moved out of the ground immediately and started rotating around her again. "And what's this telling us?" "This is just to show you that the book gets more powerful the braver and bolder you become to face anything that confronts you" She said to them and it was well sinking into their brain.

Afterward, wrapped in nothing but sheets and his arms, I felt his breath on my neck. “You know,” he murmured, “I used to believe control was everything. That power made me untouchable.” “And now?” I asked, running my fingers along his bicep. “Now I know surrendering to the right person… is the real kind of power.” I smiled. “Then you’re going to love what I’ve planned next.” His brows arched. “There’s more?” “Oh, baby.” I chuckled darkly. “This is only day one.” Day Two

I quietly pulled out a laptop from my bag as Fred shouted angrily, "Ruby, why do you have my laptop?!" "You'll know soon enough," I said as I logged in and opened a chat history that explained how to crack another person's password and bypass a firewall. "Fred, the method this person taught you matches the program used on my computer. What do you have to say now?" The evidence left him no room to deny it. His tone softened.

What the fuck was she talking about? "He'll do anything you ask, and the demons will use it against him." The book she'd stolen during our visit to the building fell at my feet. "Here is the book. I don't recommend you open it until you're worthy enough. Right now, you're just a pathetic excuse for a she-wolf. Until you can find your roots, you remain powerless. Do not open the book." "I am not powerless," I said through gritted teeth, balling my fists by my side.

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

However, my control was weak, and I was pushed out. “I don’t understand. Your power should have been strong enough for me to control him,” I told the book. Indeed, it is, but our power is only as strong as your body allows. Your soul is being pulled in many ways. “Then fix it! Now! Before he realizes it.” As you wish.