Book After The Storm Novels & Stories

This is the second in the insanity Series dealing with the Watson's and the two characters of Max and Deanna. The third will be released in November of 2020. The name of it is Breaking the eye wall. It continues shortly after where Weathering the storm leaves off. A tie in series will be released in December called "The nightmare begins." This story though fictionalized did happen in the US in late 2019. The charaters will be along or the journey in Breaking the eye wall but they will have their own series called "Nightmare". This is the first book in that series.

Storm believed that she wouldn’t be receiving an answer then. “It’s absolutely sad that it had been stolen. You have to get it back, by all means. It contains instructions and ways to conquer the darkness that is coming.” Storm clucked her tongue in dismay, feeling like pulling her hair. But was it her fault? Was there a way she could have hidden it from the vampire? How had the latter even known that she had the book? She had never brought it out in the open; the book had never left her house. “But that’s alright. Just hang in there, and make the most of the opportunities. About the red beast that had troubled your dreams, and the woman that had given you nightmares for years, you will find

As their encounter ignites a flame that neither can extinguish, they both realize that the storm outside was nothing compared to the fire they’ve just unleashed within themselves. Marcel’s P.O.V. The rain pounded against the windows of the book store violently, the kind of storm that drowned the city in silver sheets and made the world outside feel distant, insignificant. The shop was empty, save for the scent of old paper and ink swirling in the warm air. And her.

Storm yells at me so I would hear him up here. I yell back at him that I'm fine and get to work on starting more assignments. After a short time, I hear a trunk and trailer pull up knowing it must be Jensen and JT, Storm's two best friends. I ignore them in favor of putting my assignment I'm stuck on and picking up my latest reverse harem novel I'm reading. I'm so entrenched in my book that I lost track of time until I hear the rumble of various different motors. My boys have arrived so I pack up my assignments and my book. I do not need any distractions from this difficult conversation we are about to have.

The storm outside grew to a fevered peak, wind shrieking like a banshee down the stone corners of the house, rain pounding at the windows in horizontal thrusts. But inside the library, the universe had been condensed to the space between them, to the fire-glow circle where a billionaire's greatest shame had been revealed.

Three mornings after the vote, the tower sighed as if someone had opened a window. Meetings started on time. Assistants smiled again without watching the door. The air of disaster that had hung over every corridor thinned. Evelyn felt it too, the small relief that follows a storm, but she refused to mistake it for calm. Storms have tails. Storms leave currents that can overturn a boat long after thunder has passed.

My wife Naomi Holden's phone was always on silent mode. Whenever I needed to reach her, the call never went through. My only option was to ask everyone around us, but when every single person gave a different answer, I already knew the truth. She was with him again, the frail man she had never been able to let go of. On our seventh anniversary, we had plans to meet at our usual spot for dinner. Three hours passed, and she still had not shown up. I stood on the street, burning with fever, dialing one number after another. My father picked up, his voice warm and unhurried. "Naomi just came by for dinner. Don't worry, I've got my eye on her for you." A friend working at her company lau

I inhaled again, and yes, the wind kept playing with the sweet scent. “I don't know who you are or what is your species, but believe me I won’t hesitate to hurt you. I will protect me and mine” I didn’t wait for an answer; I knew they don’t want to harm us. They have been following us from a distance for a while now and didn’t start anything. So I opened the small hatch and climbed down. Alice was pacing the small space, and she had a frown on her face. I watched her silently waiting for the storm that was about to happen and it didn’t take her long to notice me, unfortunately.

1986 I don't know what happened today. Actually, I can't believe what happened today. I was sitting in the living room reading Karaka: Legend of Juno written by Michelle Williams and Kasper was reading Twin Daggers written by Lori Skov Jansen when a freak storm blew out the front window. As we covered the window, I heard Cammie screaming from her room.

Roxie didn’t hear my shouts or ignored them over the roar of the splashing as I quickly became disorientated. She had our room keys, I had a stack of new books. They were getting soaked fast, there was no way I was going to make it back to our room without them being ruined. Scanning the identical tall white buildings, I scampered towards the one with a large, dry archway.. Placing my books down on a small wooden bench I scraped my drenched hair from my face and studied the storm. I tried to pointlessly wring out the lower half of my baby pink cotton top. It was already see-through.