Powerful の小説・ストーリー

As Amber entered the master bedroom with the rest, she said, “Rafael here is the most powerful decipio…” Rafael stopped at the open wardrobe and interrupted Amber by saying, “Skillful, Amber. The right word is ‘skillful’. Manipulation is a power given to a quarter of our population in equal proportion. No single decipio is more powerful than the other.”

“How powerful is my daughter?” “I think, she is the most powerful immortal as of the moment. If Madison will be able to completely control her powers, she is the most powerful. Madison is more powerful than Mallory, but Madi still needs time to be used on all her powers. She’s doing great and would be able to control herself in no time.”

I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "Just... his reputation. What kind of man is he?” Pearl’s expression brightened, clearly eager to share what she knew. “Oh, he’s very powerful, of course. The most powerful Lycan alive. They say his strength is unmatched, and his leadership has kept the werewolf kingdoms united for years.” I nodded, though none of this was new information. “And personally?” She hesitated, as if weighing her words.

She could feel the earthquake of her orgasm beginning to erupt. “Say it, baby,” he moaned. “I’m yours,” Zoe cried, the fibers of her being clenching and trembling before the tsunami hit, releasing every taut muscle in rapid succession. Her legs buckled beneath her, the strength of his arm around her keeping her upright as he rammed himself, harder and harder into the slick folds of her core. “I’m all fucking yours, Jon.”

She had those powers. ***************************

Adonis is a remarkable individual with an impressive array of powers and characteristics that make him a force to be reckoned with in the realm of heroes. Adonis's primary power lies in his superhuman speed, which allows him to move with an extraordinary swiftness that surpasses that of ordinary individuals. His lightning-fast reflexes and agility make him a formidable opponent, enabling him to evade attacks effortlessly and navigate through any environment with remarkable ease. This, coupled with his ability to manipulate and control energy, adds an electrifying touch to his heroic endeavors.

His eyes widen, “I’ve heard of wolves being able to do that, but never met one, go on.” I cringe, “well our emotions they fuel our strength, make us unbelievably powerful.” He furrows his brows, “our, meaning you too.” I gulp, “well not only me, but yes, me too.” He nods slowly, “so you are strong, what else can you do?” I bite my bottom lip, “I can also heal, I’m more powerful than Momma, Nonna and Bisnonna.” His eyes widen and he stands up, “wait a minute, all of you are powerful like this?”

It felt exhilarating, the way her palm stung with the power of her actions, a satisfying release of pent-up rage. “Keep it up, and I’ll scream right here. I’m sure people will come rushing to you,” she threatened, her voice steady yet edged with the promise of chaos, an uncontrollable fire igniting within her. A flicker of defiance burned bright in her heart, fueling her resolve. With that, she turned her back on him, her heart racing with adrenaline, every beat a reminder of her fierce independence and determination to break free from the shackles of their past.

“That I must be married for at least three consecutive months to gain any rights to contest the power structure. If not, it all goes to them permanently.” I stared at him. “So… I’m your key to taking back what’s yours.” “Yes.” My mind reeled. “But why me? You could’ve picked anyone. Someone from your world.” His eyes darkened. “The reason I chose you doesn’t concern you.” I froze at his curt response. Threading lightly, I asked, “And what’s your stepmother like?” “She hates weakness. She hates anything she can’t manipulate. And you… well, she obviously has nothing on you.”

Strong. Powerful. Together.