Novel & Cerita Calm Before The Storm Book

I just have a premonition that something bad will happen soon. It's like the feeling you have before the storm when everything is calm and quiet and within seconds the weather changes radically. Black clouds cover the sky and heavy rain falls on the ground. Of course the rain is refreshing but makes you soaked to the core until you get home. Am I ready to face difficulties again? Will I be able to overcome them this time? Oh! I don't know. Too many thoughts for one day! I'd better stop worrying and enjoy the evening.

Honestly, I always did. Storms made everything feel calm and cold and... perfect. Just noise and weather and things you couldn’t control even if you were rich enough to own the ocean around you. I sat curled near the fireplace in one of the quieter lounges, legs tucked under me, a book open in my hands while the fire cracked softly like it was trying to compete with the rain outside. My hair was slightly damp from earlier, my clothes loose and comfortable, and for once my brain wasn’t running in circles. That lasted until he walked in.

Okay, I’m sorry her eyes tear up and I immediately feel bad, I walk over to her and pick her up and pat her back gently, she lays her head on me and whispers when is Stormie coming back, I miss her, she made me happy I just continue patting her until she calms down. I eventually walk with her up to their room and lay her down as she’s fallen asleep in my arms, I leave her there and head to my room, I need a soak in the tub, I put the water to run and rummage through the cabinet, Stormie kept it stock with so many things and variations of them too, I read until I find one for calming and relaxation and throw some of it into the water, I get her Marshalls speaker and put some music on. Once th

Chapter 49: The Calm Before the Storm My life lately has been so peaceful and smooth that it almost felt unreal. Levi’s project, after receiving my investment, was progressing more smoothly than expected. Thanks to Lina, the company was running quite well. The two children showed no resistance or dislike toward me. A sense of peace that was almost unbelievable. I sat on the balcony, leisurely sipping tea, a sense of doubt lingering in my mind. “Why does this feel so off? Why is everything so peaceful? Could this be the calm before the storm?”

The one person who smiled like she didn’t know what she was doing to him. She was the calm in this storm. And maybe that’s why she was so dangerous. Because the calm always came before the worst part of the storm.

"I'm not sure how long it'll take before everything screws up again, it's a constant in my life, so, please. I want to enjoy this before it blows up in my face. Come back to bed with me." He slumped his shoulders, defeated. I glanced behind me — the lobby. My things. Chaos aside. Jimmy. Miranda. My mother. Looking forward — Dylan. A few hours of escape. Sigh. "Okay." I drag the rest of the hair away from my face, taking two strides and closing the gap between Dylan and me. "Peace." He murmurs, encircling my waist, then burying his nose into my hair. Peace. Well, it's the calm before the storm. ****

He reminded still looking at me while I stare everywhere else but him. I dare not look into his eyes. I am too scared to do so. But what surprised me was his calm voice, he was not shouting nor yelling. It was calm, very calm. But I know it is the calmness before the storm. And when the storm broke out, it erupt like a volcano, its destruction massive and it sound deafening. And the worst thing is that he is the volcano and I am the earth which serves as a prey receiving the impact of its destruction.

I let myself enjoy the quiet before the storm. And the storm was coming. I could feel it.

The security guards flinched before quickly straightening up and addressing Carol with formal politeness. "Good day, Ms. Smith!" Carol released Alfred's hand, stepped over to me, and with gentle precision, she fixed my rumpled collar. "Sorry I'm late. You're not hurt, are you?" Sienna, tears streaming down her face, barreled into my embrace. "Daddy, I don't want you to get hurt!" Alfred stood there, dumbstruck, his mouth hanging open.

Chapter Title: The Calm Before the Storm (Simeon's POV) The air in the evening was cool, redolent of the scent of rain and fresh earth. It was a deep blue outside, dotted with faint, scattered stars, and above us, a silent watch was kept by the moon. I sat on my balcony, surrounded by the windows of my house, and viewed the city down below. There was a hush over the place—too hushed.