Castle Thunder Novels & Stories

She said as a rumbling roar of thunder shook the walls. “Too bad, you have to stay tied up; wait that is actually good for me. I could always get you up. Even though you are a complete asshole, you are a great lay.” Thunder sounded again even louder. “I do love a good storm. It gets the blood pumping.” Crystal said, as she stood stretching. The rain began to fall, as they could hear the drops hitting the window.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For the first time, someone is not looking me in the eyes and I do not like it. I have worn nice clothes, a long sleeve white shirt, with little frills on the end of the sleeves, a nice long pale blue skirt, and donned little boots as well. I have a necklace with a singular sapphire in the center, and it all comes together quite nicely. Dante usually compliments me on my choice of wear, but now he cannot even face my general direction. He walks beside me, his trusty sword, Macbeth, slung over his back, in the torch-lit halls. We're in the older part of the estate where electricity does not r

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

“In that case, I shall show you to the throne room!” The servant took the lead and walked to the reception hall. He ascended the marble stairs and the two travelers eagerly followed him. Upon reaching the third floor, the threesome arrived at a massive window that overlooked Azure Lake, the Holy Mountains, and what looked like the whole of Del Cealus. “Woah, you can see forever from here!” Ishida exclaimed. “Look, that’s Rexia Castellum!” “I think I see a train running down that track!” Rhina added. “And isn’t that the place where the avalanche struck?”

Said Zeph, since I still don't know her name. "There will be a typhoon, I hope the village is okay, this will be a strong one". I said and looked up to the sky. We took shelter somewhere near a big oak tree. With thunders roaring, I held the shirt of the guy next to me, Zale. "Sister, are you okay? You look pale." Vermont asked me while Zeph is clutching onto him. "I—" ~~~~ I woke up when a loud thunder roared across the sky. Zale, Zeph, Vermont.

But of course he didn’t let this show on his face. Steel Fist was stunned for quite a while, before recovering her senses. It was only after the first drops of rain touched her head that she was awakened from her stunned state. As the thunderous roars of the dark clouds reached the ears of all in Asher City and lightning flashed, the drops of rain fell onto the field with great power, as if serving as a sign for the collision that was to come. Steel Fist took a deep breath, knowing that the task at hand wasn’t going to be easy, and then she made the announcement that the entire stadium was waiting for.

The most fascinating fact about the tournament was that there was no restriction and was open to everyone who was above root chakra and below the heart chakra stage. Thunder beasts are actually a rare class of beasts. Moreover, these beasts were incredibly fast and docile; ideal as luxurious mounts. Contrary to an obvious misconception, these Thunder Beasts were not just a special species of beast, but in reality, they were groups of distinct species of beasts sharing a common habitat. These beasts might be of different species, but all of them had one thing in common. They all came from Raging Thunder Mountain. The raging thunder mountain, as the name suggests, was a mountain range with non

Butler Bass's face was pale, and he gulped, Thunder is a name that sent chills down the spines of people, he had single-handedly destroyed low-ranked secret families, and he even slaughtered the people of the thunder temple, no one will believe such a mystified figure will be bickering with a woman. Thunder landed on his feet, and lightning gleamed on his body, sparkling, He approached Madam Vanessa, imposing his powerful aura over her. Madam Vanessa gritted her teeth, beads of sweat covering her forehead, as she struggled to remain standing, Butler Bass, have already dropped to his knees.

The moment the silver touches my thread, the mate-bond inside my soul doesn't just vibrate; it shatters with the concussive force of an exploding mountain. Miles away, Clyde registers my distress, and his reaction is instantaneous and total. The sky above the lower valley doesn't just turn dark; it is violently rewritten. A literal, localized thunderstorm of liquid black shadow-energy rolls over the basalt ridges, a terrifying vacuum that drops the temperature in the clearing into a freezing winter chill within a fraction of a second. The wind howls, a primitive, earth-shaking roar echoing down from the peaks that doesn't belong to a man, but to the Apex Predator of the South.

Cassius’s hand froze in midair. He slowly turned his head. The arrogance on his face vanished, replaced by pure, unhidden terror. "F-Father? You're back?" His voice shook. I swallowed the tearing agony in my severed soul and forced my head up. Thunderclouds rolled above. The suffocating black sky looked ready to crush all of Olympus. A massive figure descended from the storm. Theron wore pitch-black armor, his rugged muscles bulging beneath it, wrapped in apocalyptic lightning.