Your Abilities Are Mine Novels & Stories

I was scared that I might lose her to Minho in the same way I lost Kristal. I don't think I could handle it if something like that were to happen to me a second time. And it's not like it was impossible considering my brother is a much better man than I am. Whereas am introverted and have difficult making small conversation with women, my brother is funny and easy going and all the girls have always preferred him more than me. I could never have any of his social skills even if I tried to and the fact that Mia chose to be with me when I was this messed up broken man at the time, was a miracle on its on.

“All I need to do is start a little fire.” I chanted those words in my head until they became an illegible, jumbled mess. A little fire, key word being little. That meant I needed to control the surge of power that threatened to break free every time I used my abilities. The lack of confidence I had regarding my own self-control was astounding, and did nothing to settle my trembling hands.

other unknowns including myself hold only one power. since you were special so was your fate and destiny. You are the only being that hold the power to go cannon."

“You heard me. When your cousin Dorothy created me, that was my day one. Only... you didn't let me enjoy the daylight for long before caging me in this horrible, though spectacularly peaceful, place!” “I'm sorry,” I sincerely said. “You know it wasn't deliberate. So what's your purpose; what abilities do you have?” It shrugged then said, “All I know is that, I have the ability to cause illusions in all sorts of beasts. If one knowledgeable in thaumaturgy were to use me... they'd probably be unfazed by any sort of beasts, and not need the aid of a beast tamer... ever!” “So you mean I can only unleash your full potentials by becoming a thaumaturgist?”

I whisper. Andrew turns the book back towards me, “I think your abilities are starting to manifest.” I look down at the page where he is pointing, and it is the page about the Silver Wolf’s powers. “How can I use an ability that I do not know that I have?” I frown. Andrew uses his hand to cup my cheek, “Every power has to begin somewhere?” Looking down at the book in my hands, I begin to feel a heavy weight on my shoulders. “I do not want this power,” I say more to myself than to Andrew. “I do not want the responsibility.”

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 hoot angrily. They carried me out and dragged me out, throwing me into the air. “You are such an ingrat… ahhh” I screamed as I crashed into the ground. “Sympathize with villain to gain an ability” the system binged “I should sympathize with someone that wants me gone after I saved his life? He didn't even offer me anything… hmph, you must be sick in the head.” I hoot, stomping my legs but ended up falling down. “What is the ability, anyway?” I finally asked.

Instead of providing relief, the release fuels the fury and lust boiling within me. It also forces me to acknowledge and accept that I have no fucking control over my own thoughts, feelings, or body where Sofia is concerned, which pisses me off more than anything else. I take pride in being able to turn my emotions off as if they were a light switch. I couldn't do my job if I didn't have that kind of self-control. But that capability is rendered useless with Sofia. She's my weakness While I might not be able to possess her, I'll be damned if another man lays claim to what's mine.

I was looking at her closely and held my breathe to summon enough courage just to clear my disbelief. “Thelma, your age and abilities if you have any.” She said to me just as soon it was my turn to be attended to. For once I tried as much as possible to understand what she wanted of me, for my age it wasn’t a problem but what does she mean by abilities if I have any. “I am twenty.” I replied. “Abilities???” She querried. I was dumb for the moment and then I mumbled some words to myself. “I don’t have abilities.” I answered.

Baine added with a smile. "Y'all can't get rid of me that easily." I laughed. "I honestly hope not because that would ruin your reputation as the strongest vampire ever." Hotch laughed. "Ambrosia, a word?" Jakobe said, gaining my attention. I walked over to him and watched him as he looked at the changes that have come across me. "There are some things that you need to know about our guardian bloodline. Care to take a walk?" Jakobe asked. "Sure, let's go out this way." I said leading him back out of the meeting room. "First I want to say that I am proud you pulled that side of you out but there are typically abilities that come with that." Jakobe said looking forward. "Yeah, Lucinda said som