Prime Power Army Novels & Stories

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

Adrian's overwhelming strength had ignited a hope they had never experienced before. In the past, morale had plummeted whenever they faced the Primeria soldiers. Each soldier was reputed to be worth ten of their own, a truth that had always weighed heavily on them. However, Adrian had demonstrated, with sheer power, that defeating these enemies was merely a matter of moments. While the Primeria soldiers' physical toughness was undeniable, Adrian's men now understood that their training had prepared them. Even without relying solely on brute strength, they could use their formations to dominate the battlefield.

I resisted the urge to touch my stomach. "Good," he replied, kissing my forehead. "I expect you to behave while I prepare our army. We're not a large pack, but we're skilled." He held his hand up. "Look," he ordered. I stared at his palm. A tiny flicker of light swirled within before it combusted into a fiery red ball of flame. "What?" I whispered. He closed his palm. "The power of a Prime is that of not only ruling all the wolves in the world, but of tapping into the power of the other God."

James nodded hurriedly. Yrian smiled and asked, “What do you think his star ranking is?” Stunned, James replied, “Clayton is known as the most powerful person in the Genesis World. He should at least have an Eight-Star Combat Power, right?” Yrian said smilingly, “Nope. We only have three powerhouses with an Eight-Star Combat Power and one with Nine-Star Combat Power.” James exclaimed in shock, “If he’s not an eight-star powerhouse, then is he a seven-star powerhouse?”

Diana sneered. In her opinion, the so-called pride of the Divine Clan was not worth mentioning at all. In front of that man, who had the qualifications to be proud? "Who are you?" The golden-armored man's face changed. Only the three great ancient clans knew about this, including the group of people far away in the Realm of Adria. It was impossible for some forces in the west to know that. It was obvious that what Diana said shocked the golden-armored. "It turns out that he is so powerful." Princess Kelly thought, holding her father's hand. “Even the proud God of War of the Divine Clan, the legendary top expert of the western Land, has to bow and even obey his orders, doesn’t he?”

“That I must be married for at least three consecutive months to gain any rights to contest the power structure. If not, it all goes to them permanently.” I stared at him. “So… I’m your key to taking back what’s yours.” “Yes.” My mind reeled. “But why me? You could’ve picked anyone. Someone from your world.” His eyes darkened. “The reason I chose you doesn’t concern you.” I froze at his curt response. Threading lightly, I asked, “And what’s your stepmother like?” “She hates weakness. She hates anything she can’t manipulate. And you… well, she obviously has nothing on you.”