Power Thoughts Devotional Book Novels & Stories

"The colors found in your power well reflect the emotions that cause it to fire: black speaks of fear and protection; purple speaks of nostalgia and sadness; green speaks of hope; white speaks of serenity; and finally, pink speaks of love. Your true core of power is love." Glenda and Val smiled. "That speaks of the purity of your emotions, and it's not surprising because the most inexhaustible source of power is love, true love," Val explained, and I was surprised. "Love is the core of your power; you protect it with all those layers, and the most precious thing to you is your daughter, so I know how we will focus your education from now on." "How will you do that?" "By becoming an advocate

“Your powers are yours, Sierra. I can’t take them. I didn’t give them to you, I awakened what was already inside you.” “So you can’t give or take powers?” I asked. “Not in the way you think,” she said. “Power lives within you. It grows with your choices. It’s shaped by your pain, your strength, your love. I can guide you, but I cannot steal or swap what belongs to your soul.” I clenched my jaw, tears stinging my eyes again. “Then why even appear to us? Why show up if all you’re going to say is that you can’t help?”

“No. Hang on. We’ll get out of here.” “How?” she whispers in a weak voice. “Can’t shift. Can’t see. Can’t hear. Can’t smell.” Shit. Well, I got us into this mess, so I’ll have get us out. I didn’t have much time with Edith yet, but it was enough to at least teach me how to access my powers. I am supposed to be a master of the elements. Maybe I can light a fire or something. I concentrate on my inner light, as Edith called it, and summon my powers. “It’s mostly about intent,” she said. “What you want to accomplish in that moment.”

Nothing. “I will work on it. What is power #2?”. Mor smiles a very devious smile. “You will discover this one later”. Umm, okay. No idea at all what she is talking about. “Any other powers I should know about?”. Her smile this time is much more soft. “We can extend comfort to those who are hurting, surrounding them in warmth and taking away their fear”.

, he started and i darted my eyes to the clock. Inasmuch as everyone was having fun at the party, I had a feeling that they would soon realize that I’m meeting. I wanted to be gone before anyone decided to find me. “This is called the power powder. There are cases where mere special abilities don’t work. In that case, you take a little of this into your mouth and use your ability. It is more like an amplifier”, he explained and I couldn’t help the surprise that filled my eyes. So, there were cases where one’s powers don’t walk? This was the question I had in my heart just as I watched him making more explanation.

Sounds strange yet similar to me. ‘Who are you?’ I asked that voice. [This is Me, your Power] [Listen to me, Seraphine. You have a power within you that you haven't fully realized. Use your positive emotions, your love for Cassian, and your determination to protect the ones you love. Focus your energy, and let me guide your steps.] [First, concentrate your energy. Your love for Cassian is the source of your strength. Feel that energy flowing through your body. Now, imagine his smile, envision the happy moments you've shared. Let that energy fill every fiber of your being.]

I also knew I needed to hurry before Selwyn’s soul left his body for the afterlife. I moved closer to the desk and placed my hands on his chest. I cleared my mind and focused on my ancient power within myself. I called quickly on every ounce of power I had and began harnessing the God power that resides inside me. I began to shake as I felt the waves of extreme power flow up my throat and into my mouth.

Nina’s legs shook, and she pressed herself against the edge of a chair. She wanted him, but she was scared. She wanted him to touch her, but she also wanted to run. Fear, adrenaline, desire—it all twisted inside her in a way that left her dizzy. Dante’s hand brushed hers, guiding her slightly. “This is your lesson tonight,” he said. “Desire is not weakness. It’s power. And when you learn to use it… you’ll be unstoppable.” Her breath hitched. “You make it sound so… easy,” she said, half-laughing, half-whimpering.

“No tests.” Her shoulders dropped slightly. “No pain. No machines. No fear so don’t be worried,” I added gently as I pulled a feather from my pocket and placed it on my palm. “Voss taught us that power has to be forced,” I said. “That it comes out when we’re scared or angry.” Paloma nodded slowly. “But that’s not true,” I continued. “Power listens and it follows how you feel.” I glanced at her. “You’re not broken, Paloma.. No one here is..”

"You are small. You are young. You are innocent. But you are also powerful. You carry seven ancient forces within you. You hold abilities that are unprecedented. You possess strength that is unique. You could use that power. Could demonstrate that strength. Could prove that ability. But you do not. Why? Why restrain? Why limit? Why choose not to show what you can do?" Baby Hope smiled. "Because power is not for showing. Power is for helping. Strength is not for proving. Strength is for protecting. Ability is not for demonstrating. Ability is for loving. I am powerful because seven forces love me. I am strong because connection built me. I am capable because existence gave me everything. I us