Total Control Novel Novels & Stories

Soft is dangerous. Control started as survival. Small rules, tiny rituals: one clean shirt folded the same way, shoes aligned like soldiers, a plate left exactly on the edge of the counter. When everything else is chaos, those little things tell me I’m still here, still able to act. But the more I polish, the more I realize control doesn’t erase the mess — it buries it. And buried things have a way of coming up at the worst times. So yeah — I’m efficient. I can be cruel and still set the table after. I can close a chapter and wash my hands and be the same man who walks into a room with a smile. That doesn’t make me innocent. It just makes me survivable. For now.

I knew today would be different before I even saw Adrian. His note was already on my desk, waiting with the usual precision: Control is a tide. You can fight it, or you can ride it. Decide which, before it decides for you. I read it three times, each repetition intensifying the tightness in my chest. Control as a tide. Decide before it decides for me. There was an undercurrent in his words I could not ignore, a sense that the system, the mansion, and even Adrian himself were all closer to breaking than I had realized.

Chapter Ten: The First Shift Nathaniel Crowe’s POV Control had always been my thing. In every room, every deal, I stayed ahead. I saw things before they happened. Nothing caught me off guard. Tonight should have been the same, but it wasn’t. Something felt… off.

The question felt too simple. Too easy. And deep down I already knew the answer wouldn’t be. Her gaze held mine. Unwavering. “No.” Of course not. My chest tightened. “Then what does it do?” “It makes you strong enough to control it.” That word again. Control. Not destroy. Not remove. Control. Because whatever that thing was— It couldn’t be erased. Only contained. Only ruled. My fingers curled slightly. “…and if I lose control?” The silence that followed It was heavy.

how. Back at the apartment, Everlyn didn’t sit down.She went straight to the board.Not the old one, A new one.Clean and Empty.Jesse watched her.“You’re starting over.”Everlyn picked up a marker“No.”“I’m starting differently.”She wrote one word at the top:CONTROLThen beneath it:COLLAPSE

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.

He felt that his control was slipping from his hands. 'This creature is my family. Stop giving me these ideas.' Colton said, getting his control back. . #TBC

Her eyes dilated in utter shock and I grinned with triumph as I know I have won this argument. I have my ways to control my Butterfly even if it's her day to control me. "You're so evil." She cried out, making me chuckle. "Now will you have the breakfast or not?"I asked her, grinning. She nodded at me with a sad pout. "How do you always manage to control me?" She asked me in a disbelief tone. My adorable baby! I laughed out, throwing my head. "Because I'm a Master, Butterfly and I know very well how to control women, especially you," I whispered, coming close to her lips and gazing into her eyes intensely.

Ulric shoves me onto the bed, like he’s always done, and though the roots of my hair hurt, and my back is sore, along with other parts of me, As Ulric collapses onto the bed too - his chest still heaving - body still covered in sweat, eyes fixed on the ceiling, and then his hand finding a way to grope at my chest before he turns back to me and plants a kiss on the side of my cheek I know I have gotten control of him. Control isn’t something that is gotten all at once, people often mistake it as such. Control is gradual. Control is obtained in stages. Control is like this. Always giving Ulric what he wants, and then making him become so addicted to me that he knows for certain that I can give

Another, older one, let his staff fall and murmured. "No... she is not like one of us. Somehow... Nova has been reborn as an original. The center of all the origin of sorcerers is within her... how is this possible?" The Queen... of origins. Everyone turned to him, terrified. The old man stared fixedly, tears in his eyes. "It's the power of Total Control... that only an original can have." They realized that she is not only controlling us... she could also command, just as the queen could do.