Powerful: A Powerless Story Novels & Stories

If I were half as powerful as Diana, I might have done terrible things. “I do not say this because I’d be different if I were in your shoes,” I began. “I’m saying this because it’s the right thing to do. I believe there are many ways to handle issues. Part of what being powerless taught me is that there are different ways you can solve a situation instead of resorting to violence.” Something flickered in her gaze. Something that gave off the edge of vulnerability. I continued. “When you’re powerless, and you’re still on the other side of life where things seem to go against the wind. Being powerless doesn’t mean you don’t have a say in the matter. It simply means using violence wouldn’t be y

I started to summon my strength in the hopes of trying to break free of the handcuffs binding my wrists. I had plenty of temper and plenty of time, but my powers just couldn’t break through. I tried and tried, but nothing. I was the same as I had always been, completely powerless. I shuffled up the bed as I heard a movement on the other side of the door. It was like I had to get as far away as possible from the danger, despite knowing there was no way of me actually getting away from it.

I warned her in my mind. “Nothing!” She replied, blinking her eyes wide open, making my heart sink to the very bottom. I couldn’t believe her. For a moment, I felt like my heart had stopped beating. It felt like everything in this world, which was once in my power, has now slipped through my hands. It felt like everything in this world that was once in my power had now slipped through my hands. I felt powerless, broken, and weak. Instantly, I loosened my grip on her wrist, a clear depiction of how powerless and weak I was in that moment.

I say. “What?” My mother says looking at me. “They have to know! The night Kaya and Auburon’s uncle came the night of the ball. When Iris and I tapped into our powers, she looked scared. Maybe they thought killing Dad would… I don’t know. Weaken me? Plus Mom didn’t have her powers when she killed him so she knew she’d be no match for her” I say. “You got your powers back Maya?” My grandfather asks. “Yep. Given back to me by the original witch, Parisa,”

He smiled and out his hands into his pocket, making me wonder what exactly was going on. “In life, there are the powerful, the powerless and the rest of the world," he said, like he was quoting philosopher. "The powerful have the wealth that paves the way for them while the powerless are the shit of the world. They are the penniless, the ones whose words do not matter in the great scheme of things. It has always been that way and forever will be. No matter how moral you think you are, you will trample on the powerless and worship the powerful. Look at Davis for example. He is a terrible person but all the rest of the world wants to do is suck him off.” I blinked twice, wondering where he was

She would gather the strength of the community, empower them to stand up against these thugs, and expose their illegal activities to the authorities. ‌ Although she couldn't change the past, she was determined to shape the future. Virginia knew that even in her seemingly powerless state, she held the power to inspire and mobilize others. She would ignite the flame of resistance and rally the villagers to reclaim their rights and freedom. ‌ In her heart, Virginia knew that power came not only from position or title, but from the strength within oneself and the unwavering belief in justice. With every step forward, she would defy the odds and prove that even the seemingly powerless could make

He had already gained such amazing powers, but he still could not win against Frank? He even blurted, "H-How powerful are you, really?" Jada pointed at the sun outside. "There's no end to his power just like the sun, and defeating people like you is easier than crushing an ant." The Vulture bellowed, "No, I don't believe you! Fight me directly! I'll kill you!" Frank laughed. "We already did. You're alive because I wanted to show you what it means to be the most powerful person alive."

I could feel my blood turning to ice as I realized that not only was I trapped in what could only be hell, but I also didn’t have my wolf powers here. "How does it feel to be powerless?" The voice chuckled. "The great alpha Ivan. The most powerful alpha of your time? You have been reduced to nothing more than a human." "Even human, I’ll fucking kill you!" I warned. If this bastard thought that I wasn’t capable of killing someone without my wolf, he was sadly mistaken. I wasn’t some idiot that only depended on my supernatural abilities. "Why don’t you come out from wherever you’re hiding so I can show you just how powerless I am?"

As for the rest of my punches, they landed on areas that wouldn't be easily found. After all, he was the chairman of Kingsley Group. Hence, it might lead to a series of troublesome events if I left too many bruises on his face. Half an hour later, my parents-in-law and Oliver were all easily subdued by me and sat on the sofa listening to my lecture. "Maybe you all haven't heard that I was born with superhuman strength. So, don't try to rebel against me. I am stronger than you think. Men are not the symbol of strength. I am.

“Damn, I’m trapped here because of those bastards, and I’m too weak to fight them.” She muttered as she held back the pain in her mouth. But in the midst of her despair, a woman in the next cage answered her. “You want power?” Antillia turned to the source of the voice. There was a 25-year-old woman who was chained almost all over her body. “What do you mean?” Antillia asked. “You are too weak, right? Do you want more power to fight them? I will give you a very powerful power,” the woman said.