Eye Of The Storm Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was my surveillance specialist. “Oh, hey, boss. Yeah, sorry, not sorry. Leo pays me more,” he said, smirking at me. “Fair enough,” I shrugged my shoulders, ‘BANG!’ A bullet land between his eyes but it wasn’t from my gun. I spun my head to look at Toni, Lileth, Bianca and Julian, they all shook their heads. Ana, on the other hand, stood there, her long hair gently blowing in the breezed and a smirk on her face.

Daisy's eyes were fixed on Nicolas's mysterious purple eyes. It was looking so deep, like a vortex where she would not mind getting lost. No matter how badly she wanted to keep her guard on, she didn't manage to do that anymore. She knew that she was so vulnerable at that moment that her own body was not going to react according to her wills but it was demanding for something more. Nicholas's hot breath was brushing Daisy's tip of the nose. Nicholas's gaze was burning her soul and she was too powerless to resist all those excitement that was dancing inside her.

I was frozen in place for what felt like forever. I did not shed even a single tear. It turned out that when a person felt the most devastated they had ever felt, they would not even be able to cry. The sun dipped below the horizon. A blood-red glow swallowed everything. The television said it would get hotter in the next few days. It was dry, so we had to be careful about fires.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

It was a feeling that I would never get tired of. "Alright, let's get moving," Storm signed, breaking the silence. "We've got footage to review and a storm to analyze." We piled back into the Hummer, eager to start reviewing the footage and analyzing the storm's data. As we drove, Rain started going through the footage, looking for the best shots. Blaze was busy checking the storm's data, looking for any patterns or anomalies. Ryker and I were quiet, watching the landscape unfold outside the window.

Only forward. Only into the storm.

She couldn’t bear to be seen by him like that. “Please, Storm…” Storm inhaled, knowing that her eyes were still dancing around with flames and ice, and turned around. But her face stayed down. Kaden, with his thumb, gently pushed her face up until she was gazing at him. A tear betrayed her feelings by slipping past her left eye.

Tyr said something inexplicable. After that, his voice became extremely hideous and out of control, “Show yourself! The Eye of the God!” Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Countless thunderclouds appeared out of nowhere and shrouded the sky. Those thunderclouds formed into a huge vortex at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, in the center of the vortex, a massive eye appeared. That eye appeared to be human. However, if one were to stare at that eye for a long time, they’d feel as if they had been seen through by that eye.

Selene opens her eyes and looks at me with a smile. Thunder rumbles overhead, and lightning splits the sky. The winds increase as I keep my gaze trained on Selene when lightning hits the ground surrounding the packhouse as I pull on the power from the storm. I feel blood trickle from my nose and eyes as my vision is tainted red. The door bursts open as the windows shatter at the raw power that is in the air.

The silence wasn’t tranquil; it was expectant. I reached for the map, my thumb tracing the path to Kansas City. The storm was on its way. This time, I wasn’t merely a part of it. I was its eye.