Powerless Quotes Novels & Stories

I was bеіng ѕеlfіѕh, аnd rіght nоw I hated mуѕеlf fоr іt. “Do уоu knоw whаt іt felt like fееlіng powerless? Driving hеrе tо know уоu might nоt ѕtіll bе аlіvе, thаt I’d never gеt tо . . .”

I had shaking hands. "What happens if I don't?" I inquired. Her gaze grew gloomy. Then you pass away here. Feeble. Forgotten. My heart was racing as I gazed at her. I'd been weak all my life. Powerless. Useless and helpless. I had been laughed at, tossed away, spit on, and abused. However, I now had an option. Show weakness. Or have strength. I balled my fists up. "Power is what I choose." The woman grinned. "Then accept it."

, 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.

"Can't you try? With your powers?" The realization hung heavily in the air, each word a weight upon my shoulders. "I lost my powers. I can't." The admission, spoken with a mix of disbelief and resignation, echoed through the silent room. The very essence of my identity, the source of strength and capability, had slipped away, leaving a void that seemed insurmountable.

I told him in my normal voice. I heard him laugh so hard from the other end, and it makes my heart started to beat tremendously. Believe me, I feel so powerful among my peers, I can boss whosoever that pleases me around, and which they will never defy my words. But when it comes to Zayn, I feel completely powerless, for he's so powerful, he's capable of doing any f**king sh't and no one would dare question him.

Then she knocks me with the biggest one of all, "If I did not love you so much, I would have wasted you too." Now, this has just rendered me quiet; I am starting to think what my chances are in getting out of here alive. She is obviously completely insane. But I believe that you should not waste my words on people that deserve my silence. Sometimes the most powerful thing you can say is nothing at all. But the question is, do I waste what could be my final breathe to continue arguing with this girl, or do I keep quiet and hope that for some reason, Trinity will walk through that door.

She found Joel still seated comfortably as he bobbed his head to the music in his ears. Shooting him a killing look, she sat on one of the chairs close to the door. The motivational posters of various colours that decorated the sky-blue painted walls caught her attention. And most of them, she observed, contained quotes from famous people. Some she had heard of and some she had read about. "A woman is like a tea bag; you never know how strong it is until it's in hot water." ~ Eleanor Roosevelt. That one made her smile. “The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall." ~ Nelson Mandela

I have no idea how to fix it now. For the first time in years, I felt completely powerless.

I wished he understood…he had to understand! "You don't understand what it's like to be powerless," I said, my voice breaking. "To be used as bait, as fodder. To be dragged around and have no control over your own life!" “As a matter of fact, I do!” He ran his fingers through his hair, “Which is why I think what you're doing is foolish!” “There is nothing foolish about wanting power, Roman. Once upon a time you had the world in your hands and let's not lie to ourselves, you fucking loved it!”

Helpless. That word echoed in my mind, a cruel reminder of how powerless I was in this moment. The vampire strength that had become second nature to me, the abilities I had come to rely on—they were all gone, drained away by the vervain they kept injecting into me. I could feel it coursing through my veins, dulling my senses, sapping every ounce of energy from my body.