The Book Power Novels & Stories

I stated instantly getting Zavier to put the code in that none of us would have gotten. As soon as we walked in my heart sunk alittle that's until Zavier walked forward and pushed me to the middle. "Grab it right away. Don't hesitate." He whispered before flicking a few switchs causing a book to ridd up. Fuck this could be good. The book looked ancient and power was radiating out of it. Waisting no time I grabbed it instantly causing me to absorb all the knowledge from the book. The book instantly disappeared. "You lied. Whoever grabbed it got the power." Azeki said sounding upset causing me to pull out my sword.

he eyed me suspiciously. “No, I’m not drunk,” I rolled my eyes and gripped the edge of the desk to keep my body from rocking. “I’m just trying to prove a point. None of them, not even Caleb actually know anything about the balance of power between us.” “It’s not about what we do behind closed doors,” he frowned at me, “It’s about who they perceive to be the stronger of the two of us.”

MEANWHILE LAWRENCE'S HEADQUARTERS Jordan's dark pair of ocean eyes were strictly focused on some documents as he worked busily being isolated in his office. His chocolate brown pigmented hair were messy but it charmed him more while his professional attire screamed extreme richness. Jordan Lawrence was no easy man after all. His every second was money making him intimidatingly the most powerful man in the world business. He was the best known tycoon in the entire continent. Also be called as the godfather of the entertainment industry who had his every possible reach over the numbers of platforms in multimedia resources.

"This is just a diversion, so we don't suspect him." "Vander, please give this book to Noura. Tell her to study it asap." Vander looked at the book Carlen had given him. His brow furrowed when he saw the book title in his hands, 'Vampire Power Book'. Why did Princess Noura learn this? Hasn't Noura mastered all vampire science?

You have to know the darkness before you can appreciate the light. -Madeline L'Engle ~♡~♡~ This evening seemed different than any other evening she had seen in her nineteen years of life. Her home looked more beautiful than she had ever seen it, bathed in golden grandeur, the aura that spoke of wealth, power and elegance all at the same time.

It read: "Power is a great responsibility. Use it not for personal gain but for the betterment of the world and the beings around you." Verena felt a chill run down her spine as she read those words. It was as though the writer of the book was speaking directly to her, warning her of the dangers that came with wielding such immense power. "Everyone seems to be so scared of what the power could do when it's used to harm rather than to mend," she commented. "I could see spells and guides to enchantments, but mostly, it feels like a personal journal," she said. "Are you a guide to follow, or are you a journal by that person?" She kept talking to the book as if it would answer her questions. "We

he asked, pointing to the book. “No, I didn't,” I responded. “You didn’t? How come you…” he paused. “This is confusing to me,” he said, but he didn’t finish his earlier statement. “Let’s see what more the book has,” I said, opening another page of it. Feel the power within you, coursing through your veins like a river of fire, as you shape and mold the energy into a vibrant red ball of raw power. Another diagram is below to depict the instructions given above. This time the ball has a round shape and now looks brighter than in the last image.

As for the rest of my punches, they landed on areas that wouldn't be easily found. After all, he was the chairman of Kingsley Group. Hence, it might lead to a series of troublesome events if I left too many bruises on his face. Half an hour later, my parents-in-law and Oliver were all easily subdued by me and sat on the sofa listening to my lecture. "Maybe you all haven't heard that I was born with superhuman strength. So, don't try to rebel against me. I am stronger than you think. Men are not the symbol of strength. I am.

everyone thought including the instructors. "I just checked it's full power level, it's better you kill it now, cause if it uses it's full power, it's not going to go the way you want. Trust me, I get the fact you're hiding your true powers, but you have to understand that even though it uses it's full power to protect itself, your powers will still kill it in an instant, so there's no need of wasting time" the girl said as she thought, "I hope this helps her out"

Author's POV Power rarely announced itself with fireworks. Most of the time, it crept in quietly, through policies, signatures, quiet meetings in glass rooms where no one raised their voice but every word weighed a ton. And Senator Isla Hart was becoming very powerful. Not the kind of power that demanded attention. The kind that made people uncomfortable only once they realized it was already too late.