Powerless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

DAMIAN The color drains from his face, the blood leaving him pale. His hands twitch at his sides like a man trying to grasp something that isn’t there. He stumbles back, his lips quivering as he whispers, “That’s not possible.” I rise to my full height, letting the silence stretch before I answer. My grin creeps slowly, mercilessly, across my face. “Oh, it’s possible. And tonight…” I step closer, my voice dropping low enough that he has to lean in to hear me. “…you’ll learn what it means to be powerless.”

Powers that have been waiting for you to awaken them. Powers? I thought. Me—the girl everyone dismissed as weak, powerless, nothing. My mind flashed to memories of Alpha Itao, his cold words cutting me down, telling me I’d never amount to anything. But it was all a lie. All this time, something had been lying dormant within me, waiting for the right moment to reveal itself.

“But this is not about comfort. This is about control.” I leaned back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. “All my life,” I said slowly, “I thought being powerless meant being safe. Turns out being powerful is just as terrifying.” River let out a small laugh. “Welcome to the club.” I exhaled. “Fine,” I said finally. “I will read the book. Again. Properly.” Jane raised a brow. “Without skimming.” “Yes,” I groaned. “Without skimming.” “And no portals,” River added.

Why I was a born as a girl? They say I'm weak. They say not I'm not strong enough. Because I'm q girl.... Have a useless power. I can sense something that i know. I can make a duplica to my self and of course i can copy an living creature identity

I was the only one on this stretch of beach, and yet it was impossible. I didn’t have magic. My entire life I’ve been powerless. Powerless in the face of Lucille’s wrath. Powerless against Kimberly and her vicious moods. Powerless against everyone who had ever done me harm. Nova’s voice softened. Even with my mind addled, I couldn’t stand the heavy notes of sympathy winding themselves around her vocal cords.

I glance down and smile at my nakedness. The orgasm he gave me has left me feeling utterly content and as much as I love his tongue in my slit and his fingers pumping me hard, I do miss his cock and being one. However, I know he won’t relent. He is taking the doctor’s advice seriously. Can’t say I blame him. I do feel weak and tired all the time since I used my powers. Hopefully, I will never have to use them again.

"Oh... okay... of course." "There are people out there who want to see you fail, and they look at everything that has happened in the past few days and think, 'Oh well, look at how much publicity she has got.' And all I can say about that is that none of it is worth spending a second of your life feeling powerless. And if there is anything that this has taught me, it is that I can choose not to feel powerless," she looks at me. "And I am never going to let that happen again." I take her hand. "Nina is the most powerful person I know."

When everything she owes is taken away from her because she’s weak and doesn’t have enough power to strike? Read in the next chapter.

I'm empty, with no powers. “This won't do. We can't let things go down the drain like this.” “What do you mean, mom? It's over, can't you tell? I no longer have any powers left in me. I don't feel anything anymore.” “Even if you don't feel anything, we still cannot let things go.” “You don't understand, mom, the seal was the only thing that qualifies me as Luna. This is the only thing through which I was recognized as Alpha Cain's Luna. Now that it's gone, it won't take that long before they find out.”

I double over, gasping for air. Cree notices my mental breakdown and grabs me in his arms, walking us away from the others. He carries me through the woods bridal style, and I slump my head against his chest, taking in the calm of his heartbeat. It’s fast yet smooth. Our skin touches, making friction as he walks. It warms me, soothing every ache my mind and body feel. I imagine his hands slowly caressing my curvy frame. Each touch feels like hot coals. It’s a pleasurable pain. I envision his lips trailing soft kisses across my neck, down my collarbone until he reaches my breast. Then my mind goes from PG13 straight to p**n-hub in seconds.