Unleashed Potential Novels & Stories

Everyone knows Marcus Kane. Ruthless CEO. Alpha male. The man who built a billion dollar empire from nothing and crushed anyone who got in his way. In the boardroom he's a predator. Commanding. Intimidating. The kind of man who makes grown men nervous with just a look. But I know a different Marcus. The Marcus who gets on his knees for me. The Marcus who begs. The Marcus who surrenders every ounce of that control the moment my apartment door closes behind him.

But it could also mean 起原 meaning to "from the source." A true potential, or more formally as Hidden Potential, is an ability that goes beyond bloodline and is unique only to the individual but not everyone has one. A special trait is passed on but not a hidden potential. Anyone could have one but not know it, hence it is called a dormant state. Once unlocked, it would increase one's power and exponentially grow and evolve. There are currently three known ways to unlock it, a trigger, training, or enlightenment. Not everyone has one and people would spend their entire lives trying to unlock it but weren't able to.

His gaze slid from one object to another and so on until he saw Jean. Jean, even after all this time, continued to be what he had always been. His playful eyes always glittered with greed and all sorts of desires. He embodied humanity itself. Yes, people always hide greed and desire within themselves. Sometimes it seems as if person is alive only because of greed and desire.

“I know it sounds crazy.” Dam’s expression barely shifted, but I could tell he was processing every syllable. Meanwhile, my mind was spiraling into every possible outcome. Would Dam even consider it? Would Mark even look at me that way? Would he freak out? Would this blow up whatever friendship existed between them? But hope had already taken root, stubborn and bright. Even if reality didn’t match the fantasy, I couldn’t help wanting it. Wanting them. Wanting the possibility of something bold and messy and unforgettable.

The burning of my soul was actually very slow and wouldn't cause any damage for some time. "First, you said I've not yet realized my potential," I said as I narrowed my eyes. "You're right about that because I just awakened my ability and have not yet realized my potential. I don't even know how to use my ability to the fullest and need time to master it."

My head felt like it was floating somewhere way above the couch. Every single nerve in my body was on fire, sparking, connected right to his mouth. "Steve! Oh, God! Please!" I screamed, my own voice breaking. My body just seized, rigid and trembling. That climax ripped through me, a long, ragged groan tearing from my throat. It just went on and on and on. Waves of pure sensation, hot, deep, convulsing through everything, until I was just limp. Breathless. Completely spent. My legs shook. My hips still twitched.

But somewhere, deep down, I’d been waiting, stuck in the unfinished edges of a story that hadn’t yet closed. Now, it had. And for the first time, I knew I could be his completely. Open. Unburdened. Ready to move forward without the past trailing behind me.

I could finally be myself and live for myself. I turned and walked away without saying another word or taking another look back. … After that, I stopped paying attention to Sandra and Lester. I threw myself into my work, doing everything I could to maximize my value. With my effort and the team's support, Skyborne Group thrived. We landed several deals worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and the company only improved from there. As for Sandra, ever since that courtroom fiasco, she and Lester were hit hard by public backlash. The online community furiously dogpiled on them, relentlessly ragging on them in the comments.

And it was "Static." ​"You... are... 'Zero'..." a voice echoed through the forest. It was the collective consciousness of the Founders. "You... are... the... 'Empty-Space'. We... will... 'Fill'... you." ​"I’m not empty," Leo yelled into the green light. "I’m 'Potential'! And potential can't be 'Pruned'!" ​Leo didn't try to push the forest away. He "Diluted" it. He took the "Dissonance" he had used against the Scavengers, the messy, chaotic, contradictory human emotions, and he "Planted" them in the emerald soil.

We made our way out of the building, taking extra long because of my knees which kept buckling. "Please...please just let me cum." I whimpered as they led me to two black sleek cars. My desperation to reach release made it difficult to digest the fact that these men had to be rich to afford such cars. "Told you already, you have to earn it." Rafe fumbled with a purple plastic remote. Likely the one that controlled the plug in my ass. Sure enough, he tapped a button on the remote, sending me flying forward and into Mr. Perfect, moaning like an A-grade whore. "Fuck."