Cedric Thundermans Novels & Stories

Rumors of their resurgence reached international intelligence networks, yet none could predict the precision, or the cruelty, of their potential assault. Cedric, aware of every ripple of danger, had already anticipated this. He stood in the private study of the Fleming estate, the polished wood reflecting the low glow of his desk lamp. His expression, calm yet unreadable, was the very image of composed authority. But the subtle twitch in his hand, a shadow of Grimm, his underworld persona, belied the storm he controlled.

I could feel the courage and strength that he was sending through the mate bond. “I am not even going to ask you if you would submit to me, because a refusal to submit to my Luna is a refusal to submit to me.” Anders squeezed my shoulder and I understood what I needed to do. Allowing Senna to surge to the surface, I used the additional strength and crushed Jefferson’s windpipe. The crunching sound was sickening and the look in his eyes as the light left them was haunting. Anders took me under the arms and pulled me up, embracing me. “You know I saw the whole thing. You are quite the fighter. I could see your mind working as he was coming at you. You have a keen ability to predict what your o

"A cold day today, isn't it?" She is catering toward the girls from warmer Pack's; especially the Freedom Pack and Passion Pack members. Malik's mother wears a classic dress, made of thick, greyish white material, with a light shawl over her shoulders, which glittered with diamonds that probably cost more than what I have spent in my life. Naturally she is very beautiful, despite her slightly angular face and sharp eyes. She is someone many people idolise, however I would hate to cross her in any sense. "Malik has said his goodbyes to two more. Kennedy Reed from the Power Pack, was his choice for the elimination, however Yazmin Campbell decided to add herself to the list, as her beliefs do n

"We should have dropped Chika Whitmore into the river the night we cleaned the central vault. Keeping that stray inside the bloodline was a massive liability." "Dwelling on old contracts won't fix the leak," Cedric growled, a ferocious, primitive hunger passing over his features. He wouldn't hesitate to erase my existence if my presence threatened his survival; he had no intention of yielding his high-table luxuries to a street-born heir.

Winston screamed as the familial bond broke and Jared walked up behind him where he had gone down to his knees and broke his neck. “Enforcers!” Jared said loudly. “Beta!” they yelled back. “Clean up time!” he commanded. I stood with Scott’s limp body still in my hand gripping his heart as blood dripped down my arm, “dispareo,” I said and watched as his body disappeared in front of my eyes. “Damon!” I heard Kat yell my name. “I’m okay,” I said to her as she reached me and threw her arms around my neck. “I was so worried,” she said as she finally let go of me.

Don't worry, when I come back, I'll bring a gift for both of you. — If you go and don't come back with my sombrero and a bottle of very spicy pepper, you know we'll have a huge problem. I'll make you work for another fifty years with me," a male voice appeared in the lobby. Coming out of the employee elevator, a man in an unbuttoned suit, a backpack on his shoulder, and a wonderful woody perfume that could be smelled from a distance, his calm tone of voice sounded like thunder, and he was completely different from what Catherine could expect from someone working there. He was tall, probably about six feet tall, strong, his hair was tied up in a bun on top of his head, a lumberjack-style bear

"Alpha, Nicholas. While I don't know him on a personal level, I do know who he is." Everyone's attention falls on my mate as Nick signals for her to carry on while my gut twists and already I have absolutely no doubt that whatever she's about to tell us next will result in me ending that prick's life. "His name is Talon Beckham. He's one of the leaders of the... pack, and unfortantly, he is my mate." Yeah, he's going to die!

"I'm finally here. I'm going to Mount Immortal. I'm going to find the thunder core and use it to truly ascend to Supreme level. That way, I'll complete my Thunder Tempesta Physique. When that time comes, Gideon, I swear I'll kill you." If Gideon were here, he would instantly recognize the blood-soaked man. It was none other than Oscar, duke of the Chapman royal family. Back at the Jaeger royal family, he had been defeated by Gideon and left in despair. But his will didn't shatter. Instead, he turned his hatred into motivation, made a desperate gamble, and decided to seek the thunder core in Mount Immortal. Oscar was only a half-supreme, but the Chapman family had deep resources. With some ra

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.

The sword glowed, and when Faithwinder vanished, Cedric heard only one thing: "You have doomed us." The Vulture continued to watch enigmatically. There was something more hidden beneath it. It was something more than just a servant of Faithwinder. The bird lowered its head, as if bowing to Cedric. Without thinking, he did the same, bowing to the bird. Then it vanished. "I spare you life, Dad." Cedric dropped his sword. Arik laughed. A light rain began to fall in the throne room. "You've always been weak, and you are still a coward." Everything happened so quickly, in the blink of an eye. Cedric heard a scream as Arik unleashed a torrent of lightning that he had building up been inside him al