Reverie Power Base Novels & Stories

Besides, I have more pressing issues that need my utmost attention—like finding the people responsible for my parents’ tragedy… and getting rid of Yasmine. “So,” I begin, retrieving her file and scanning through it, “your credentials are impressive, and I was told your interview results were excellent. Congratulations.” “Thanks. I’ve always wanted to be a part of Nowelle. It’s such a great company with massive potential, and I want to contribute in any way I can to its growth.” “Good.” I drop the file back onto the table and focus on her again. My gaze drifts down her body. Long legs—shapely and smooth.

Possibly chaotic. Excellent.

he commanded, his voice a gravelly rumble. "Please, don't do this,"she whispered, her voice cracking with raw emotion, tears now tracing hot paths down her cheeks. His glare darkened, a dangerous storm brewing, and it was enough to break her resolve. Sobbing softly, she reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and letting it fall away, her full breasts exposed to his unyielding stare. Then, with a final, humiliated tug, she slipped off her panties, stepping out of them as if shedding her dignity. Now completely naked, she stood before him, arms instinctively crossing over her body in a futile attempt to shield herself from his predatory eyes.

Pity. "Can we go now, guys. I'm sticky and I have a date in two hours," Reverie moaned from somewhere behind Fable. The red head was always going on multiple dates every time we went to a new country. She had met her mate, but he turned to my father's side, leaving the girl a quivering mess. I had saved her from the ashes. Formed her into something powerful and feared. No man would ever trot all over her again. They wouldn't dare once they heard she was a part of the Valkyrie. The entire group burst out laughing. Trust Reverie to think of boys at this time. How had she even known we would finish all of them off this early? "What? A girl has needs." She moaned and crossed her arms over her ch

The little girl's beautiful hair was slightly messed up by the sea breeze. Looking at the barren cliff, the little girl asked crisply, "Master, is there really an old man on the mountain? Why can't I see anything?" After a night's discussion, the little girl finally compromised. In order to learn to conjure butterflies out of thin air, she promised Jason to follow an old man. After leaving the old man, she could learn to conjure butterflies out of thin air. The Great Twilight Technique of Rive, the painstaking efforts of the previous Twilight Masters, was now a tool for Jason to bargain with his disciple. If the previous Great Twilight Masters of Rive knew about it, they would probably crawl

A curious side of history that remains questionable. The werewolf council are fools if they let Robbie and Reese cloud their minds with ugly thoughts. Going to war with Beldoore is foolish. It’s power play, though. Robbie and his family have been hungry for more power. Being on the werewolf council isn’t enough for them anymore. They either want to over through the werewolf council and aim for a dictatorship, or they want the power more land and resources will bring them. Either way, it’s not good, and I’m going to help the royal family however I can. They are giving me the amazing gift of being able to shine like the rare star that I am. The least I can do is help them in a political war th

Between the two of them they would make her shine. Sexual energy is sublime, as it is a creative energy. They had knowledge about Sexual Magic and how to use it beneficially. They could not give their teaching to the Earthlings on the surface because they would use it for evil. They knew how to awaken this energy through words and actions that should be practiced as a couple. The term "Awakening" is used because it is potentially located at the base of the spine, but "Asleep." When it rises and sets in motion, its awakening begins ...

Chapter 60 “We’re here!” Tamara smiled and pushed down her sunglasses to glance at David. “Yes,” he smiled proudly. “I’m going to make sure you enjoy yourself properly. It’s not everyday you go on vacation to Dubai,” Tamara chuckled and shaked her head at his silliness as David walked she’s dog her with the hotel room keycard. He had booked the penthouse suite of Gevora, and he seemed pleased about it. Tamara raised her sunglasses back up amd deftly winked at the form of a woman in an abaya a few feet from them.

the driver replied, eyes fixed on the road, not even bothering to look at me. I was soaked… well only a little but enough and he hadn’t even stepped out to offer an umbrella. The Martin Muir towered above us like a silent sentinel, casting a reflective glare against the rain-soaked sky. It reminded me a little of the Blackwood Corporation—the only time I’d been there was that night, when I’d signed the contract under moonlight and pressure. But still, something about this place felt eerily familiar. The same cold, looming authority. The same sleek construction of mirrored steel and glass, so polished you’d think it was see-through, but you couldn’t see a damn thing inside. The people within