Power Tower Regular Show Novels & Stories

MEANWHILE LAWRENCE'S HEADQUARTERS Jordan's dark pair of ocean eyes were strictly focused on some documents as he worked busily being isolated in his office. His chocolate brown pigmented hair were messy but it charmed him more while his professional attire screamed extreme richness. Jordan Lawrence was no easy man after all. His every second was money making him intimidatingly the most powerful man in the world business. He was the best known tycoon in the entire continent. Also be called as the godfather of the entertainment industry who had his every possible reach over the numbers of platforms in multimedia resources.

"Table ten, right?" The lady nodded, appreciated me, and ran off to relieve herself. I scanned the room from where I was, hoping to see the table number waving back at me. But I was too far away to see anything meaningful, so I readied my feet to begin the search for Table Ten. "Ladies and gentlemen, I will like to present to you, the man of the day, Dominic Powers!" The crowd cheered as the emcee who was up on the stage talked. I was still walking and searching for table ten when a bright light fell on my face.

Eva could feel the heat rising beneath her skin, the energy of her power screaming for release, demanding recognition. Suddenly, a flash of movement caught her eye from behind. Another shadow emerged, smaller, agile, circling her, testing her reactions, gauging her strength. Her glow flared automatically, light expanding outward in a protective wave, forcing it back, but more seemed to materialize, unseen until they were upon her.

Waiting. Something was coming. I could feel it in my bones. --- Two hours later, I wore a different face. Gone was the brooding warrior tangled in dreams and memories. Now, I was Gabriel Vermont, ruthless CEO of Vermont Blackstone Holdings, the multi-billion-dollar enterprise that oversaw silver mining, security tech, and discreet supernatural holdings in the East. I walked into the tower’s executive floor like a thunderstorm in a suit—black-on-black, tailored, perfect. The staff straightened as I passed. No one made small talk. No one dared.

A fulfilling feeling of victory. I poured myself another drink, letting the whiskey burn down my throat as I scrolled down my feed. My inbox was already full, overflowing with messages, articles and snippets of gossip from people who were so eager to discuss the scandal. Some of the posts condemned me, some found it funny, but the most important thing was that everyone was talking. That was exactly what I wanted, that was what power meant—to make the world revolve around something you created, even if it was built on someone else’s pain.

sleep easy I did, for the first time in days. The next morning, the mansion woke up to a producer's voice crackling through the hallway speakers before anyone had even made it to breakfast. "Attention, houseguests. Tonight, we're introducing a new segment. Live. Unscripted. We're calling it True Feelings." A murmur rippled through every room at once. "Each couple will be asked one question," the voice continued, bright and merciless, "and required to answer honestly, on camera, in front of the entire audience. No scripts. No producers feeding lines. Just the truth."

She pointed at a collosus that seemed to reflect the sky "JB, that structure. What is it?" "That," Jebediah said calmly , like someone who had seen it a thousand times and still wasn't tired of the view, "is the Terrawatt Power Co." "Terra-what again?" Anna asked. She reached into her brown paper bag to grab another pie, but her fingers hit the greasy bottom. Empty, she had eaten them all without even noticing. Her face went a bit pale from the sudden lack of sugar, and she let out a small, disappointed huff.

Paula let out a sharp, breathless cry, her voice trembling with both shock and pleasure. Like many women before her, Paula was just another "flavor of the month." James had met her two weeks ago at a trendy bar in Makati, not far from the Business Process Outsourcing (BPO) company where she worked as a Team Manager. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew she would be easy—her bold demeanor and confident smile told him she wasn’t the type to play hard to get.