The Power Of Bad Novels & Stories

Olive was struck with horror and she shut her eyes. “Please,” she pleaded as she held his hand which was pinned on her neck. She was helpless, not because she didn't know how to beat him out from strangling her. But because he had a dark power that weakened her, and any other person who was in that position. There was a reason he was referred to as Bad, right? “Alpha... please... let me...go,” she pleaded more as her breath was slowly leaving her. But it wasn't working. Wayne was angry. But why?

Mom had no difficulties though. Well, that can explain just how powerful she is. From reading, I learned that the power awakened in someone’s body can be turned into good or evil, depending on the power wielder. There were times when, like when my mom got angry with Rosine and shot out a dangerous rose vine, the power can kill someone. Power is generally manifested inside the body to strengthen the wellbeing, but if used wrongly, it can kill other people. Maybe that is why many power wielders of the four main powers (earth, fire, air, water) are in the military.

“What did you see?” I told him the whole thing, just like I did with Kaden. This time Kaden did not interrupt once, probably because he wanted to hear how Alan would respond before deciding whether to be offended on our daughter’s behalf again. “The power was never the problem by itself,” he stated. “The problem was always what the person carrying it fed it with. Hurt, hunger, pride, fear, vengeance. Give enough power to the wrong instincts and you don’t get a leader. You get a curse with a face.”

she asked, searching for understanding in the sea of confusion. Her mother's face softened with empathy, her voice carrying a mixture of empathy and sadness. "My dear, power can be a potent poison. It can corrupt even the noblest of hearts, leading them astray from the path of righteousness. And when envy and ambition fuel that thirst for power, it can lead people to commit unspeakable acts, blinded by their desire to dominate and control."

“So what do they want with me?” “Well, they want you to do bad things and hurt people, just as an evil person would do.” She said with a sad face. “Some people want the power you have and they are mad because I didn’t give it to them, but they will learn by themselves that having powers come with responsibility and there are only some people that can handle both the power and the wolf.” “So are you going to punish me because of what happened with Seff and the vampire King?”

The power I get is more potent if the victim is someone I kill. Naomi: *gesticulate* can you explain more on that? Calhoun: *looks at Naomi drily* The blood is a very powerful substance in every human's body. In it lies the very essence of a human's life. My power gives me the ability to draw out that essence and turns it into pure adulterated power. I do not know why, but the power is more potent if the essence is drawn from someone I killed. Naomi: does it work on animals too?

Dax asked noticing the same thing I did. "Using any bad emotion to fuel a power is never a good thing, especially when it is this one. Just try to thing of the things that make you angry and try control the blasts where you want them to go." I close my eyes and think back on my Mum lying and keeping my wolf from me, I think of Lisa betraying me, I think of Shanaya torturing me and of her escpaing. I can feel the power run through me, I open my eyes and see my hands are green and glowing again. I knell down and touch them to the floor and think of the pot, but nothing happens. So i try think of the power leaving my hands and going to wards the pot.

“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.”

"But___" The phone went dead. Okay fine, it didn't go dead, I'm the one who hang up. I didn't need to hear his excuses. We have done a lot of sh*t together, but I'm always the one getting caught. I'm not complaining about getting arrested. What pisses me off is the excuse he gives me every time it happens. That idiot always gives me the same excuse. 'my dad has the power to get me out'! Of course there is some truth to it, but I still don't appreciate the betrayal. Some may argue that he has a solid point, which he does, but I don't do that sh*t alone. It's bullsh*t for him to be throwing me under the bus all the time when these type of things happen. I was personally sick and tired of it. "

-- Barbara: Humans are the most evil species. Greed drives us to do evil things. There aren't good or bad people, people only mistake the bad that they do as good just because they are blinded with either greed or anger. Trust me, I am not greedy, even if I am, I just want power, to rule and to command. Since little, being in control has always been the thing I have cherished. There’s just something so great about having people kneel at your feet, you feel stronger. You feel like a god playing the people like puppets.