The Power Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jenna POV Damn that man. He got the last laugh. I needed time. I wasn’t finished healing one of the pups. My powers only lasted so long so I had to sneak in and out of his room during times when nobody was around. He felt me there, and he had started to wake last night. I had one treatment left to clear his body of the mystery illness that had plagued his little body. Nobody knew what the illness was. I had never seen it before, but I had identified a way to clear it from his body.

Dear readers, this book has been placed on Hiatus at the moment as I’m currently busy with my other book. I’m not abandoning this book but I don’t want to update two books at the same time. Hopefully, I’ll be done with FALL FOR THE HUNTER’S DAUGHTER sooner than later and I’ll be able to complete POWERLESS. Thanks for the support ❤️

When neither of them had the absolute power to suppress the other, they could compete with each other in strength. The old man in the blood-red robe was conceited that he had endless power. After all, countless creatures had just died here. The resentment and blood had not dissipated yet, which were the sources of his power. Jason, who had reached the peak of his cultivation and had lived for 5,000 years, was sure that he had no bottom line especially after swallowing the thousand-year-old ginseng. Therefore, both of them were happy to see the current situation and confident in themselves.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

And he was right, if he'd wanted her dead, breaking into a wrecked apartment wouldn't be complicated. She opened the door. The man standing in her hallway looked like he'd stepped out of a corporate warfare documentary. Tall, with dark hair silvered at the temples. His suit probably cost more than her entire wardrobe. Everything about him screamed power, control, and absolutely zero tolerance for weakness. He looked at her destroyed apartment without an ounce of surprise, then those eyes settled on her. "Victor Hale." He didn't offer his hand. "We need to talk." "About what? How you know where I live? How you know about the files?" Nina kept the table leg raised between them.

It's the final round of this year's Pack Pup Tournament. I can't take my eyes off my pup, Patrick Grant, as he wins the title. When the host calls Patrick's parents onstage to celebrate, I leap up, thrilled. But then I see Nicholas Grant, my Alpha mate, walk up with his secretary, Natalia Lawson. They stand side by side under the spotlight, kissing Patrick on both cheeks. It's as if Natalia is the mother, as if she's the Luna of our pack, as if they're the perfect family.

He also told him to make sure he was careful with me and that if I tapped into my full powers, I could rip apart everyone in the pack. All my life, I had only known myself to be an abomination. Shapeshifters were deeply hated in my pack. I had no knowledge that being a shapeshifter had it's perks. That night, as I lay down under my shed, I pondered so many thoughts about what I had just discovered. I had no idea I could be as powerful as my alpha described. It gave me a feeling of hope. I loathed everyone in my pack and I finally felt like this was a way I could gain my freedom.

How am I so powerful and yet no match for them? I stare into the fire, unable to catch the dredges of sleep, the wheels in my head still turning. Kathleen turns over, her eyes opening. “Can’t sleep?” “Just thinking.” “About what?” “How even I couldn’t face off against the enemy? I have these random bursts of power, but I just feel so helpless.” “You shouldn’t blame yourself.” Kathleen tosses a stick into the fire before turning on her side and looking at me. “You’ve not yet uncovered all your powers. It’s going to take time.”

I say. “What?” My mother says looking at me. “They have to know! The night Kaya and Auburon’s uncle came the night of the ball. When Iris and I tapped into our powers, she looked scared. Maybe they thought killing Dad would… I don’t know. Weaken me? Plus Mom didn’t have her powers when she killed him so she knew she’d be no match for her” I say. “You got your powers back Maya?” My grandfather asks. “Yep. Given back to me by the original witch, Parisa,”

Eva could feel the heat rising beneath her skin, the energy of her power screaming for release, demanding recognition. Suddenly, a flash of movement caught her eye from behind. Another shadow emerged, smaller, agile, circling her, testing her reactions, gauging her strength. Her glow flared automatically, light expanding outward in a protective wave, forcing it back, but more seemed to materialize, unseen until they were upon her.