Powers Series 소설 & 이야기

he suggested. I nodded my head with a firm yes. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing and tried to battle this newfound power which is like a curse to me. At least Bruce is kind of lucky. He only has one power, which he got that day I found him at the lake. Whereas I got nine over the years, unfortunately, this one would make it ten. A shiver ran through me as the glowing light hovered unsteadily around me. I fought to gain control..I felt the power intensify as it exploded out of me. The water in the lake rippled as the wind blew heavily as if there was a storm.

Iva Galen can teleport, turn invisible, and bend the weather. What she can't do is control where her power drags her, pass physics, or decide between the charming boy who saw her fall out of the sky and the blue-eyed stranger who once pulled her out of a river and has now come back to kidnap her for the government.

CHAPTER 13: THE COST OF WINNING Ivy's POV I called the financial aid office myself the next morning, and the woman on the other end read me a paragraph of legal language that took three tries before it made any sense. "Wait," I said. "Say that part again. About the funding source." "Your brother's scholarship renewal is tied to a corporate sponsorship agreement," she said. "One connected to the university's media partnerships. It appears the terms were quietly restructured last month."

The air around them felt like it had physically dropped a few degrees. Nora was on her knees on the floor, head lowered as she trembled. Theodore's voice was cold enough to send a chill down her spine. "You said she wanted to poison me, so why would she drink it herself? Why did that security camera just happen to capture the exact moment she poisoned the wine? From the moment she put the drug in, to the moment you retrieved the footage and tested the poison, only twenty minutes passed. You did all that in such a short time…

I explained quietly. His hand came down on my shoulder, and I chanced to look at him. There was ferocity in his eyes that screamed danger. Chris was a lovable goof, but he would burn down any foe that threatened those he cared about. “We’ll plan and prepare so that we’re ready when the time comes. There’s no way in fuck they’ll be prepared for the level of power that’ll be on our side,” he promised me. Up until he said those words, I had not even thought about how incredibly powerful our side was. There was no telling what he would have on his side, but I KNEW what was on ours.

"Return." The group began to leave, a group of people carrying large mirrors, a group of people walking on two sides. The man is walking in the middle, his figure is tall, and the suit on him makes him even more powerful. The gun on his side seemed to move with every step of its owner, silent but extremely scary. King Ivan coldly stepped into his big black business car, his face in the dim light became more and more deadly. He reached out and unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, his chest inside was enchantingly strong.

Not that there is anything wrong with it, I just wasn’t ready for everyone to be teasing me. “This is incredible, Red,” Adam says to me as he sits at my desk pulling me into his lap. “I believe this is when I can say I told you so?” he asks me. I smile at him, putting my lips on his, “In this case you can certainly say so,” I murmur as I open my mouth to deepen our kiss. He pulls back, “Does this mean you have all your powers back?” he asks. “I think so,” I say as I consider his question. “I guess I will only find out, when I need them?” I ponder.

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

I sincerely didn’t believe this story, I know there is something driving him but all this story about him being this power hungry person is something I don’t believe in at all. “So let me understand it all, you are saying that you had been following up the Smiths just so you can get a position at the power William is offering”, he nods and I look at him, really look at him, not as the man I love, as a man who wants power and who will use whoever and whatever to get what he wants and surprisingly I can see him fit in that picture.

He had taken an urgent team-building order from a large company that afternoon, earning over 100 dollars just from the delivery fees and tips. Watching him drive away on his motorcycle, I smiled involuntarily. My "powerful words" used to be a knife hanging over others' heads, a jinx that only brought disaster, but after leaving that dark place full of suspicion and malice, the power had transformed into a blessing that could bring good fortune. The wind chimes jingled, and a beautiful woman in plain clothes walked in. She was the young police officer who, despite the Shaw family's pressure, had insisted on collecting evidence to uncover the truth in the emergency room corridor.