Your Abilities Are Mine Ch 1 Novels & Stories

“Could you not read my mind.” I certainly wasn’t happy that he had the leverage to know what I was thinking. I even don’t know how. I’m kinda curious though. “It’s my special ability.” He said and I looked kinda lost. What’s that? “You mean you don’t know what special abilities are?” he said and I shook my head signaling no. “Ah, so you didn’t grow up in the werewolf society.” He said as he turned to the shelves and started looking through them.

And I already knew that I was going to have the time of my life. With that thought, I lulled myself to sleep. _---------_----------_------ That's chapter 1. Please tell me what you think. The Garbas will soon make an entrance don't worry. Plea Vote on this chapter, Comment and Share. All my love😘

But tonight, that beauty felt haunting and sinister. One by one, the others disappeared outside of the barrier. Only I remained inside. <[Chosen One]> I could hear this monster's words in my head. It wasn't speaking aloud, though. The monster was talking in my mind, invading my thoughts. <[You would be the perfect host for the Master's soul. Your body is perfectly suited for it. Give in.]> "You can use telepathy, huh?" I muttered, smirking at the monster. <[Your powers are weak because you let the others who are weak surround you, but your capacity for greater things is vast. You're no ordinary human being. That's why you were chosen.]>

And Ethan he still teased, still pushed, but there was acknowledgment in his smirks now, a grudging respect that had been absent before. A soft breeze carried the faint scent of pine and the distant smell of rain. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the sensations wash over me. There was a rhythm to the world that I could finally feel. It wasn’t just the supernatural instincts that had been awakened in me it was the knowledge of my own strength, my own resilience. I had discovered abilities within myself that I had never known existed. I had faced danger, uncertainty, and betrayal, and I had emerged not only intact but confident, capable, and daring.

As long as he kept going, I could at least buy him enough time. Returning my attention toward the monsters, I pushed off the ground and to my surprise, I was able to use my wings. To truly test out my character abilities, I threw every magical ability that I had at the monsters. Not sure why I was now able to use the abilities, I didn’t worry about questioning it.

Ragnar’s voice beamed with excitement as he rounded the corner of the bench and slid onto the opposite end from me, "wait. What's wrong, beautiful?" "Oh, homesick," I wiped the stray tear that escaped and waved him off playfully. Homesick wasn't an entire lie, but the frustration from the day was what was driving my emotions. Trying to force my abilities to work clearly isn’t going to accomplish anything. Today was the final straw. I just have to accept that I’m stuck with random abilities that do whatever they want, when they want. Great. "How did you know I was with Rhoda?" I raised my eyebrow at him, I suspected he figured out that I had some kind of abilities when I was here alone for a

So I knew you were alive, coming into your strength and again safe with your father. I asked her what abilities she had. She said that’s hard to find out. I am only able to find bits and pieces. I said oh ok and she asked so how’s your father been doing? I said he’s been good, he really misses you. She said I miss him as well. He truly is a good man and has tried his very best to protect us in this world. Where things like this are seen as acceptable. I said mom how are you? She said oh sweetie I’ll be fine. We will be fine. Just fight your fight. You are strong and capable. All my abilities you share with me are more than ten times stronger in you. You have total control over the people’s m

My eyebrows furrow, and Malcolm states, “That’s not supposed to happen.” “No, it is not.” She states, her eyes flickering back to me. Realization dawns on me; I move away from Malcolm, stumbling to the chair beside Sophie as I say, “You have an ability.” She doesn’t answer, her eyes just gazing into mine. I let out a mix of a scoff and a laugh as I shake my head, “You have an ability, and they sold you early.” “I’m not the only one,” I continue. “There are others like me, but when they catch that you’re different, they sell you.”

I didn’t know if he was stalling for time or intentionally trying to distract me —my drunk a&& self had no problem admitting how hot he was— but I could tell he was holding something back, and I was determined not to let him get away with it. So I forced myself to sit there quietly and wait for him to answer. Finally, he let out a breath. “Every alpha king is blessed with two special gifts from the Moon Goddess.” Interesting. I didn’t know that. “And yours include the ability to read minds?” “No.” “The ability to fly like superman?” “No.” “The ability to teleport and be invisible?” “No and no.” “The ability to annoy impressionable she-wolves?” “You are not impressionable, and no.” “So your

I stammer, concentrating on the ephemeral hand imprint he has seared into my flesh as it abolishes the voice in my head as well. With my eyes still wide open, I take in the scenery as my Kindred warrior rises to his full height and starts running through the snow that has to be knee-deep. Yet, it doesn't slow him down, nor does he show any signs of being cold, and I am awed by him for it. “Tell me something that will keep me awake.” I utter.