The Powerhouse's Unlikely Obsession Novels & Stories

The same line? Damn it! Was he trying to steal my spotlight? Did he not see that my audition was not over yet? Theodore's heart sank, and hostility surged inside him. When it rained, it poured. He could not help suspecting that I was with that man. His hand had already touched the grip of his gun.

"Who's that shameless man? He's actually asking for steak and pasta! The prices of those things are astronomical!" "And he insists on being fed by Captain Zeller!" I froze. The "work" that Janice had to do was to feed Chad steak? I got up, wanting to investigate, but my body went limp, and I fell to my knees. 'Something's wrong! Why does my power pool feel so empty?' 'What happened to my superpower?!'

The most expensive in all of Russia. "Look at me" Orders said person and without preamble places his hand on my chin. When doing so, a current runs through my entire body and it forces me to close my eyes. That touch... I feel an internal battle to open my eyes, since I feel how the person details me with obvious care. "Open your eyes" I don't know why, but this time I have the need to open my eyes, as if this person had influence on me and made me give in to all his orders.

Dark power released by the three people in there was so strong that it collected and spun around like a cyclone as it escaped from the casket, seemingly beyond enthusiastic to move into their new body. Nicklaus groaned loudly as he continued to gulp the dark power that was being poured out by Cyrus while his father syphon the dark power from Nicklaus to himself. The power was more than what he had expected, Uziah felt the pain. He too knelt on the ground trying hard to control the roar that was bubble in his throat.

“I didn’t think any woman would be able to distract him from his research. But somehow she managed it.” “The magical power of the pussy. Guaranteed to keep even billionaire geniuses from their work.” I snort. “They’re all the same. Obsessed with sex.” “There speaks a woman who isn’t getting any.” “I don’t need a man to satisfy my urges, thank you very much. Battery-powered devices are much less trouble.”

'What the hell does he want from her' After what had happened between them yesterday with her silly moans, she had promised herself to try her best to stay away from him, but guess what she was in his house, and nothing but a toy and a thing of pleasure to him. Maybe she would have her head buried in her plate of food, not daring to look at him at the dining 'She could be daring, that was her past life, now she had to be more of a lamb because hidden powers were in the hands of this man' 'Just what if he asked for her cousin's oxygen to be removed just because of a little mistake on her side even before her little cousin's surgery is called a success ' No she wouldn't dare risk it, after he

Those dirty books; burn them. Friends; bury them. I want to be her only hobby, the only external stimuli she reacts to. I want to be the only god she prays to. The only devil she fears. I want her so broken that my name is the only word she remembers how to scream. I want to fuck the fight out of her until her please sounds like thank you. I liked that I was in control and in charge of her right now. No, I don’t like it. I fucking love it.

Dorian has a lot to lose thanks to the ridiculous love he feels for Justin. I have everything all planned out, this is just a little something to start the show. “Get him out of there!” Dorian yelled like a crazy man who was about to lose his last good marble, I rolled my eyes and ignored him. There is something rather fascinating about powerful people…they do not realize their powerlessness even though it is shoved right in front of them, even though it is literally there for them to see. They instead look away from it and assume that they can get a remedy for their helplessness. They assume that they can solve everything without getting off of their high horse

Press: “What’s next, Boss? You’ve got power, you’ve got loyalty. Where do you go from here?” The Boss’s eyes darkened, a hunger flickering behind them. Boss: “I finish what I started. I burn the city down and rebuild it in my image. No more scraps. No more forgotten kids. No more invisible people. Everyone eats — or everyone bleeds.” The words hung heavy. The journalists exchanged a silent glance, pens frozen over paper. Behind the crates, Rico’s jaw still tightening. Burn the city down? Was this ambition? Or madness? He didn’t know. But he knew one thing: whatever this man wanted, he’d take it. No matter who got crushed in the process.

He could feel the shadows pulsing within him, a sinister voice whispering tempting promises of absolute power. As he watched Maya resist the supreme alphas, Justin realized that she was the key to the ultimate power he sought. She was not just an object of desire, but a path to reaching the pinnacle of his dark power. His heart was torn between the hope that Maya would resist corruption and the irresistible compulsion to use his connection to her to achieve unimaginable power.