Calmness To My Storm Novels & Stories

Anchors. But my heart was still a storm. "That’s the thing," I whispered. "It’s too quiet. Too perfect. I feel like I’m sitting in the eye of something I don’t understand." He stroked my arm, lips pulling into a gentle smile. "Then we don’t leave. Not until that feeling goes away. I’ll make this place so safe, so steady, that the storm inside you has no choice but to calm." I wanted to believe him. God, I wanted to.

I can feel the rumble of thunder flickering in the distance, responding to Storms emotions. I search and search and all I can find is darkness. Storm doesn't leave my side. I can feel myself burning in anger. However, my fire will not be able to cleanse this like Calliope's can. It just burns until it consumes me. If I'm not careful I can burn myself out.

If anything, something in it eased. “I’m afraid for you too,” I went on, because if I was going to bleed, I may as well bleed honestly. “Afraid the ocean in you will get so… moderated by my calm and Mirra’s steadiness that you’ll lose that wild, raw thing that made you you. That you’ll wake up one day and realize your storms have turned to tides on a leash and resent us for it.” Silence settled—thick but not suffocating. The kind you find in the eye of a storm, waiting to see which way the wind will turn.

Maybe even peaceful. The calm before the storm.

He just stared at me for a moment, then quietly said, "Hold onto me." Before I could even process what he meant, a firm lift under my knees sent me into his arms. The move instantly drew gasps and cheers from the guests. Amid the applause and floating petals, Melvin carried me straight to the center of the hall. I was still reeling from shock when I felt a steady hand supporting my forearm. Melvin whispered, "You can lean on me. If it really hurts, tell me. We can pause the ceremony for a moment. Your safety comes first."

And when the time came, we would be ready. I pressed my hands to my knees, wolf flicking beneath the skin, coiled and sharp. I let myself breathe, slow, measured, even as anger and relief wove together into a single, dangerous thread. The storm hadn’t passed, it had just shifted. And we would need every ounce of strength to weather the next one

That man could never get what was belong to me. I heaved a sigh. Lately all the events made me tired. Things that were not easy for me now I had lunge. The storm was finally over, shedding new sunshine for a new chapter. Being quiet and enjoying the silence really made all my muscle tension relax. My mind was in peaceful mode, accompanied by a calm feelings rushed inside my heart. But, all the calm I just found didn't last long. The sound of shattered glass thundering violently made my body instantly had its own way of approaching the sound.

“You need a break, sweetheart. Not just the kids but everything. Honestly, an hour or two isn’t enough, but it is a start.” “Max.” she smiled, “I mean, of course, thank you, but I really am fine.” “Sweetheart, no, you aren’t. you have jumped from being by yourself with a semi-normal family to having everything normal ripped away to also being with me and having two kids to raise.” Max said softly as he pulled into the parking lot, “That is a lot for anyone to have to deal with but add to the fact the storm is really just beginning, and you are going to be caught in the middle of it. You haven’t had the proper time to deal with everything.”

While sighing deeply, "Definitely I am a mess." He headed towards his alone place to find some mental peace. He was feeling so messed up at that moment he really felt that he needed a long alone time to think everything thoroughly. Parking the car at the side of the road, he climbed down and headed towards his destination. He just walked for two or three minutes and reached the top of the tower. Immediately a cool salty air brushed against his face, giving him a soothing feeling. He sat on the bare ground staring at the sky and the waves. Specially he was staring at the horizon where the waves kissed the starry sky which was covered with a dark veil of night. He was calming down with every s

I wanted to say something but was tongue-tied. "I swear with my life that no one would know you're here." The man hurriedly continued when he saw the frown on my face. "Fine, we'll stay," I frowned. "But then go and get the other two things ready," I replied a strange light flashing through my eyes. I was having a very strange feeling right now. It was a feeling of the calm ocean before the terrible storm. Once the turbulent wave began it would affect the whole ocean and everywhere would be in a mess.