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Overclocked: The Power I Can't Control!

Overclocked: The Power I Can’t Control Synopsis (Webnovel Style - Funny & Engaging) Alden Cross always dreamed of being a hero. Too bad he never got a superpower. In a world where 90% of people are born with insane abilities, Alden is stuck as the “normal guy” at Sentinel Academy, a prestigious school for the world’s future champions. Then he accidentally kicks a vending machine. And it explodes. Suddenly, Alden has a power—Overclock. The catch? He has no clue how it works. All he knows is that every time he fights, he somehow dodges impossible attacks, punches way too hard, and wins battles he has no business winning. Now, the world thinks he’s some hidden prodigy. Villains want to kidnap him, heroes want to recruit him, and his rival Felix just wants one fair fight where he doesn’t get launched into a wall. Meanwhile, Alden is just trying not to die. Can Alden figure out what his power actually does? Will Sentinel Academy survive the accidental destruction he leaves behind? And most importantly… Will he ever get a snack without causing a city-wide catastrophe? Warning: ✔️ Accidental Overpowered MC ✔️ Clueless Protagonist vs. The World’s Expectations ✔️ Villains Who Are Just as Confused as He Is ✔️ A Rival Who Will Never Get His Revenge ✔️ Explosions, Mistakes, and A Lot of Property Damage Join Alden on his misguided hero’s journey, where his biggest enemy might just be his own overpowered nonsense.
The_Mighty_Twin · 1.6K Views

The Art of Control and Manipulation

In the shadows of the ancient Vast Forest, where whispers of power and temptation weave through the trees, two souls—Veer and Zara—find themselves on a journey that will test the limits of desire, control, and the very fabric of their reality. Nestled in the heart of Uttarakhand, Rudrapur is a bustling city where the allure of the affluent Upper Districts, the ambition of the working-class Middle Districts, and the untamed mystique of the Lower Districts collide. At the city's edge, the Vast Forest looms—a place of mystery, legend, and dark enchantment. As tales of strange creatures and supernatural forces swirl in the air, Veer, a young man born into a family of wealth and influence, feels a powerful pull toward the forest's depths. Beneath the surface of his perfect life, something stirs—something that calls him into the darkness. In this world, where power is not only measured in wealth but in manipulation, Veer is about to confront his greatest challenge yet: Zara. Beautiful, enigmatic, and impossibly alluring, Zara is no ordinary human. Her mesmerizing presence hides a deadly secret—she possesses the ability to manipulate emotions and desires with a mere glance or touch. Her seduction is more than physical; it's a dangerous game of control, where every action she takes serves a deeper, more calculated purpose. But Zara is not alone. Her mentor, the mysterious and powerful Seraphina—a humanoid creature with her own agenda—has taught her the art of seduction and manipulation, making Zara a force to be reckoned with. As Veer delves deeper into the secrets of his family, the forest, and his own heart, he becomes entwined in a web of love, lust, and power. Zara, both a guide and a manipulator, leads him through the tangled emotions of their relationship, pushing him to question his own desires and motivations. In a world where every action has consequences, Veer must decide whether to embrace or resist the seductive power Zara holds over him, while navigating the treacherous world of his family’s business, secrets, and betrayals. Amidst the raw beauty of the forest, the intrigue of Rudrapur's elite, and the looming threat of the supernatural, Veer will be forced to make choices that will shape his destiny. Will he succumb to the temptation of power, or will he rise above the manipulative forces pulling at his heart? In this game of seduction and control, every decision matters. And in the battle for power, only the strongest will survive.
Danish_Ahmad_Khan · 7.4K Views

His Charisma

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti
guordio_masetti · 9.8K Views
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