Unleashed Potential Novels & Stories

The weight of decisions that couldn't be made sat heavily on my shoulders as a palpable force as I gazed at Commander Kane's expectant face. Awaken my full potential. Unleash abilities I didn't know I possessed. Possibly unleash whatever supernatural beings had been imprisoned for twenty years. All for the benefit of the people who'd become like family to me. "What would it actually entail to initiate the awakening?" Lucien inquired, his Alpha sensibilities warning him firmly away from anything too good to be true.

"What I do know is that you are not the same person you were before the key. Whatever the key did to you, it also broke the suppression. The protocol that was running on you for twenty years is not running now. The key removed it when it forced through the barrier." She looked at me. "So the manifestation potential," she said. "May be accessible now," I said. "For the first time since you were three years old. In the correct environment. With proper support." I paused. "Not through force. Not through artificial amplification. Through the natural development that was prevented and might still be possible." She was very still. "I am not promising anything," I said. "I do not know if the twenty

she said. “At the point when it stalls out, here...” She folded her hand over the center of her neck. “My body jerks like it's attempting to save itself, but I continue pushing and that triggers something and my brain goes foggy. My throat swallows, and it goes further. That is the point at which the astonishing frenzy thing occurs when I can't relax. My body heaves to save itself, yet I push it more profound and my throat gets generally delicious, similar to as having a climax. Then there's no restriction, I can take every last bit of it, and it gets me so energized I nearly get off. You ought to attempt it.”

He ordered the maids to prepare breakfast for Erina, specifically requesting medium veal steaks, the first cranberries of the season juiced, and toast, getting particular with the doneness of the toast down to the second. Erina was a noble and elegant white wolf, after all, and it was only right for her to be very particular with things so that they would be done properly. After that, he went to the headquarters as usual, planning to read up on the reports that had come in from the trade centers at the borders. Seconds later, a document was placed on his desk. Larry looked at the document and frowned when he read the title. It said, "Application Form for Leaving the Pack."

Love pushes us beyond the boundaries. The Harbinger of Doom was a scary force and when he fought, there was no iota of fear. I felt helpless. There is no way I'd be able to control such a being. He was darkness personified, a being of pure darkness. He fought with the strength of all the hosts of hell combined. He had this dormant fire in his eyes, as though he was bored. I could feel his emotions and it was void. He was unfazed by everything. An unchained God of demons, an unstoppable force. I couldn't wrest control no matter how hard I tried. I was handicapped. He was so powerful, I was as insignificant as a bug.

If I and my summons were to grow and attain our full potential, would anything be able to hinder us? I'm not really an ambitious person, surely I wasn't in my past life, but now that I am at this stage, with my summons under me, I want to thrive, to reach our full potential. Here, right now, could be the start. Undead Lich, how long can you hide in your little nest?

Em insisted from the other side of the door, beating the door. She gazed at her reflection. Her eyes were a swollen mess. She turned at the washbasin and splashed water on her face quickly. She heard the door beating again. She did not want the media to see her. It would make her life hell. His absence provided her with a bit of freedom but if her face was revealed, she wouldn't be free anymore.

We were getting somewhere, even if it were baby steps there was still progress. “What about you? Did you pick up anything useful about the Prince?” Just the thought of the Prince alone delivered a warm sensation up my spine and my eyes grew at the feeling. What the hell? “Uh, well, I found out what his powers are. I wouldn’t consider it useful to us, more so on the very useless side.” I shot a small forced smile towards Cassius and his eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?” “He can control minds. He can manipulate people into doing whatever he pleases.” I groan, and Cassius’s mouth falls open before he seals it back.