Powerdynamics Stories

In a world where everyone is tested at eighteen and assigned a role-Dominant or Submissive-there are no gray areas. Dominants lead. Subs follow. Aurelian Cross was classified a Sub, despite growing into the powerful CEO of one of the city's largest media companies. He's spent years performing dominance well enough that no one questions him. Kieran Vale was also classified a Sub-but no one ever explained his result. He was simply told where to stand and who to serve. Quiet, observant, and far more commanding than he appears, he's learned to survive by staying invisible. When Kieran becomes Aurelian's assistant, something doesn't align. Instinct pulls in the wrong direction. Control shifts where it shouldn't. And the system begins to notice. As scrutiny tightens, they must decide whether to retreat into the roles they were assigned-or risk everything to choose their own. In a society built on classification, defiance isn't loud. Sometimes, it's simply refusing to fit.

Don't you just love Greek mythology? Ganymede, a sweet young prince with captivating innocence in his eyes is yet to find out about the cruel wolrd he lives in. Zeus, influential billionaire is hiding a great darkness behind his charming mask, before anyone can discover who he truly is , he sets his eyes on a grand price, his own lovely prince. WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. DONT BE ALARMED THE REAL HARM BEGUNS AFTER THE FIRST 10 CHAPTERS.

Zoravar Ahuja built his empire from nothing. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. As the founder and CEO of Ahuja Strategic Group, he controls markets, men, and outcomes with surgical precision. The world sees a self-made tycoon. What it doesn't see are the ghosts that built him - or the lines he has already crossed in the name of revenge. Then Reyaan Mehta walks into his office. Too bright. Too honest. Too alive. Reyaan isn't intimidated by power. He challenges it. He argues. He smiles like the world hasn't bruised him yet. And for the first time in years, Zoravar feels something dangerous - hesitation. Because falling in love is easy. Living with blood on your hands is not. The closer Reyaan gets, the harder Zoravar pulls away. He cannot touch him. Cannot stain him. Cannot let him see the darkness that still clings to his name. Yet letting him go feels impossible. Revenge demands one final step. Love demands he stop before he crosses the line. And when the past finally demands payment, Zoravar will have to choose- Finish what he started. Or become someone worthy of the boy who still believes in him.

Ethan Wright rules boardrooms with quiet control. Ava Reynolds challenges the world with fearless questions. When a billionaire tech founder and an outspoken MBA student collide during a university lecture, their clash of ideals ignites a battle of intellect, pride, and undeniable tension. Ava sees Ethan as everything wrong with power. Ethan sees Ava as the one voice he can't ignore. Forced proximity blurs the line between rivalry and attraction, while misunderstandings and unspoken sacrifices threaten to keep them apart. As families intertwine and walls begin to crack, both must confront a truth no business case can prepare them for- Love doesn't follow logic. And the heart is the riskiest investment of all.

What do you do when your blood makes you prey and your scent makes you the most dangerous thing in town? *** Six months before everything went wrong, seventeen-year-old Kelsey thought the worst part of moving to her father's hometown would be awkward family dinners and small town boredom. She was wrong. Cold Creek is nothing like she expected - a quiet forest town where people stare too long, whisper bloodkin like a curse, and act as if they're waiting for her to slip. Her father won't tell her why. Her grandparents avoid the truth. And the woods surrounding the town feel alive in a way that feels wrong. When Kelsey crosses paths with the one boy she was warned to avoid, everything fractures. The town's rules, her family's secrets. Even her own sense of safety. Because the danger in Cold Creek doesn't just hunt in the shadows. it watches her. It reacts to her. And it's getting harder to tell whether she's the target... or the spark that could set the whole town on fire. Some secrets rewrite everything you thought you knew. Some instincts can't be ignored. And wanting the wrong person might be the most dangerous choice of all. *** A dark YA paranormal romance filled with forbidden attraction, inherited secrets, predator-prey tension, and a town where danger and desire walk side by side. *** Note: This work is officially published by me under the same title on RoyalRoad.

Curiosity is the most exquisite form of danger - especially when it looks back at you and smirks _____________________ In a world ruled by vampires, where humans are nothing more than crimson cocktails and disposable toys, Duchess Morrigan of house Lux is a name laced with legends whispered through trembling lips. She doesn't simply feed - she hunts, collecting pets like trinkets to adorn her lonely nights. She seduces them with velvet words and wicked smiles, drains them slowly, deliciously, then casts their hollow husks aside without a second glance. None ever lasted long. None ever mattered. Until... him. 🔞

She was his personal assistant-professional, composed, invisible to gossip. He was power, authority, and a line she refused to cross. When silence becomes heavier than truth, love must be chosen without losing dignity.

Everyone fears Director Lan. He lives by rules, control, and distance. Until Wei Zhan - younger, brilliant, and far too fearless - walks into his world and smiles like he doesn't believe in untouchable men. In public, Lan Yibo commands. Behind closed doors, he lets himself be undone. This is a story about power, surrender, and the one person who was never afraid to stay. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 🎀My first story on Wattpad, please support everyone. Hit the star button, shower the story with votes...use your fingers and type one comment more🤗🤗 😰😰Hey!!! No stealing!!!! Don't copy my story......And No hate☠️☠️☠️ I can be dangerous 😈 🙏🙏Last but not the least, this is only a Fanfiction, don't spiral it with reality...I, myself live in delulu which my only solulu🤪😉

COMPLETE 18+👀read at your own risk She was the youngest mistake. The quiet one no one defended. The girl born too small to matter. At nineteen, she has learned how to disappear-how to shrink herself between cruel words, favoritism, and a family that never chose her. Except for one brother who visits too rarely, love has always been something she watches others receive. He is everything she is not. Powerful. Untouchable. Feared. At twenty-five, his name bends the world to its knees. Violence listens when he speaks. Wealth follows his shadow. He was raised to rule, to command, to never soften. Until her. She does not belong in his world. She is too gentle. Too innocent. Too breakable. But once his eyes land on her, the world that ignored her no longer exists. And for the first time in her life- someone chooses her.

Years into their marriage, Aira and Yvonne appear steady to everyone who looks from the outside successful, composed, untouchable. But beneath the polished surface lies a relationship slowly eroding under control, silence, and unspoken resentment. What begins as a single night of tension unfolds into a series of fractures words spoken too sharply, love expressed too forcefully, and distance created not by absence, but by proximity. As anger replaces patience and pride overtakes vulnerability, the line between staying and leaving blurs, pulling them toward a future neither of them ever planned to face alone. When love starts to feel like a battleground instead of a refuge, the question remains. Will they be able to repair the marriage that is already broken, or will they finally choose to walk away?

They weren't supposed to touch. They weren't even supposed to look. Clara Moretti is building her surgical career under a name that already casts a long shadow. Damiano David is a trauma attending who learned early what it costs to survive pressure - and who taught Clara everything except how to stay away from him. This is not a love story about freedom. It's a story about restraint cracking, about desire curdling under pressure, about what happens when wanting someone doesn't make you brave - it just makes you exposed. Some lines don't explode when you cross them. They tighten. Slowly. Until there's no way back.

In a room where authority is law, she refuses to bend. Advika Malhotra believes in balance, in fairness, in rules that apply to everyone. Agastya Oberoi believes in power, control, and decisions that are never questioned. Their first meeting was meant to be a negotiation. It turned into a clash. "This isn't your courtroom, Ms. Advika." "Law doesn't end at courtrooms, Mr. Oberoi." Neither of them backs down. Neither of them looks away. And neither is prepared for the way one confrontation begins to change everything. This is not a story of submission. It's a story of two forces standing face to face- and discovering that some battles don't end when the meeting does. Because when power meets devotion, something always breaks.

Hogwarts is rebuilt-but the students walking its halls are not. Draco Malfoy enters his Eighth Year expecting hatred, hexes, maybe mercy. What he gets instead is worse: silence. Careful distance. A world that has already decided who he is. Until Varianne Flame collides with him-literally-and refuses to treat him like a warning label. Varianne, with her molten gaze and quiet fire. Varianne, half-blood by birth but royalty by presence. Varianne, who can be soft and lethal in the same breath. Varianne, wholly uninterested in the war he never stopped fighting inside his own head. And Draco Malfoy has never met anyone who could disarm him with nothing but, "Sorry, I didn't see you there." But indifference, he learns, is not the same as dismissal. And Varianne Flame learns that indifference is a weapon... until someone refuses to look away - and actually listens. A story about healing scars you'd rather pretend aren't there, facing truths sharper than magic, and discovering that sometimes- a loss may be a gain. - Jane Austen

Lorenzo D'Amico doesn't believe in love. Love is a weakness. A distraction. A liability men like him can't afford. As heir to a ruthless empire built on blood and silence, Lorenzo has spent his life controlling everything around him. Until her. Maria Voss is sunshine in a world of shadows. Soft where he is sharp. Defiant where he expects fear. She has no idea that the moment she stepped into his world, she became the one thing he could never allow himself to want. And the one thing he refuses to lose. But Maria isn't just caught in Lorenzo's orbit. There's Lucian-quiet, dangerous, watching her like she's the only thing that's ever made him feel alive. The brother who hides his hunger behind restraint. The one who understands her in ways Lorenzo never will. In a world ruled by loyalty and betrayal, Maria becomes the fault line between two powerful men-and the spark that could burn them both to the ground. Because when love collides with obsession, when devotion turns possessive, and when brothers become rivals- someone always bleeds. And this time, it might be their hearts.

One Incident. Three intervined life's. Secrets that scatters everything they had built . Dive deeper into the story to know more.

A Twilight Fanfiction Book One of the Love Like This Series Armani Swan does not want immortality. She does not want fate. And she certainly does not want a vampire king deciding her future. Unlike her sister Bella-who is willing to surrender her humanity for love-Armani clings to hers with everything she has. She is in love with a human man. She wants a life measured in years, not centuries. But the supernatural world does not accept refusal. Bound by an unwanted mating tie to Marcus Volturi, Armani becomes something rare and dangerous: a woman who says no to destiny. And if fate insists on taking what she refuses to give-she's willing to kill for her choice.

Leyla isn't a heroine. She's a virus in the System. ​Trapped in a cycle of world-jumping, she has one directive: seduce the most powerful, dangerous men in existence, harvest their essence, and leave their empires in ashes. From the cold-blooded CEO who kept her in a gilded cage to the "Chosen One" of a magical academy who uses his power to punish her body, Leyla has learned a dark truth: Pain is just another form of pleasure. ​Behind every faked tear and every shiver of submission, Leyla is feeding. They think they own her. They think they've broken her. They have no idea that every time they drag her to their bed, they are signing their own death warrants. ​He wants to be her master. She's waiting to be his executioner.

Est is rich, untouchable dangerously confident. A true badass who has never bowed to anyone... until William enters his life. Cold, strict, and uncompromising, William is the police chief-and the brother of Est's ex. Assigned to watch him, he believes control is his strength. Discipline. Distance. Rules. But Est doesn't submit. He provokes. He plays. He destabilizes. What begins as surveillance slowly turns into obsession. A tense game of power, restraint, and forbidden desire-where every look is a challenge and every boundary a temptation. How far can control stretch before it breaks? ⚠️ Warning: Mature content, intense psychological tension, power dynamics, and sensual themes. Reader discretion advised.

For Cassie, life is mostly about passing exams, dealing with people, and trying not to have a mental breakdown every other chapter. She knows better than to expect peace. Fate has never been that kind, and its timing is always annoyingly perfect. So OF COURSE, that is when Chris shows up. the universe decided to drag and drop him. He is calm in an unsettling way, notices things he really should not, and somehow always knows what is going on in her life. He appears exactly when needed, asks the right questions, and gets way too comfortable being involved for someone nobody invited. What follows is academic stress, elite chaos, crossed lines, and the slow realisation that care can start to feel a lot like control. This is not a cute romance. It is about obsession acting normal, danger pretending to be concern, and a guy who really should not have this much access to anyone's life.

I wrote him to be ruthless. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Neil Malhotra was supposed to be the villain of my story - the man readers would hate, the shadow standing behind every tragedy. I knew his secrets. I wrote his sins. I decided his fate. Until the night everything changed. Now I am no longer the author. I am inside the story. And Neil Malhotra? He is no longer just a character. Power has shifted. Control has blurred. And the man I once created to destroy others now stands in front of me - dangerous, intense, and far too real. This is not a soft love story. It is obsession wrapped in desire. It is ego colliding with destiny. It is what happens when a creator loses control of her creation. And in this world... The villain does not beg. He claims.