Powerless Booktok Novels & Stories

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"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? If one gets taken down, I'll post ten more. Do you think I'm short on money?" "Of course not. I'm just worried people might think I've latched onto a rich woman," I joked. Sienna snorted and playfully waved a fist at me. Just then, my phone rang. It was Mia. Sienna huffed. "She's definitely calling to beg you. You're not allowed to go soft." "Don't worry. I won't." I picked up the phone and answered. "Owen," Mia sobbed the moment the line connected. "I know I was wrong. Please take the trending posts down."

She looked so small against the height of those shelves, her fingers trembling as they traced the spines. ​When she reached the middle shelf, she froze. I saw her shoulders drop, just a fraction. There they were: the Powerless series. Every volume, pristine, exactly where her hand would naturally fall. She turned to me then, and that look that "how could you possibly know?" expression cut through me sharper than any blade Lyrien could swing.

About how powerless I felt despite being mated to the most powerful Alpha in existence Tomorrow. Tomorrow I’d make Reign help me Even if I had to get on my knees and beg

, I threatened, harshly. “Oh please Josh, don't you dare threaten me. Take a good look at yourself. Don't be slightly deluded. You cannot do a damn thing to me and even if you could, you will definitely not try anything funny here either”, she replied, confidently. I stared at her speechlessly, once again recognising the same fact that made me quiet earlier during the conversation with Martin and co. The fact that I truly was powerless. It's crazy that it took that ceremony for me to really come to terms with what I really am, a powerless man who couldn't even hurt those men let alone hurt a Xavier, especially a crazy one like Beatrice at that.

Miranda didn’t expect that she’s this known to young adults, especially to the ones attending a strict boarding school. “I read your book Falling to the Depths, when will you release the fifth part? I couldn’t get over the last book!” Miranda hid the sadness in her smile. She too, couldn't get over it. “Most of you love my work, thank you,” Miranda appreciated the students. Miranda looked at the class in front of her and smiled sweetly, "And how even the most powerful person could feel powerless in front of the person they love."

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the girl replied. "Don't look down on me, I'm going to win this no matter the cost" Kazuko said furiously as she screamed, "I'm not going to lose to a weakling like you!" "Weakling, did she just call me a weakling" the deep voice said in the girls head. "Kazuko" Mitsuki said silently. "Her name is Kazuko, good, I can try to help her out" the girl thought. "They said you aren't using nearly half of your powers right, so why don't we do this, show me all the power you got and I'll stop holding back if you're worthy enough" Kazuko said.

“To gravity.” Varek chuckled and knelt beside her, offering a canteen. “Not bad.” “I got hit fifteen times.” “You didn’t fall until the end. That’s progress.” She gulped the water and lay back, staring at the grey sky above. “Why does everyone keep saying I’m powerful? I don’t feel powerful. I feel like a very tired raccoon who accidentally walked into a vampire soap opera.” Varek lay beside her, close but not touching. “You are powerful. But power doesn’t just come from magic—it comes from choice. Every time you get back up, you grow stronger.”

She sat there for what felt like hours, too shocked to cry, too terrified to move. What was she supposed to do now? Call the police? And tell them what? That she'd found financial irregularities and now someone was threatening her? They'd think she was paranoid. Crazy even. Maybe she was crazy. Maybe she should just walk away. Sell the shares. Disappear. Forget any of this ever happened. You're stronger than you believe, Thomas had written. But was she? Strong enough for this? Strong enough to fight people who could destroy her apartment, hack her computer, watch her through her window?