Novel & Cerita Eye Of The Storm Series

-Dream­­- A howl pierced through the air. I sat up straight. I heard the howl again and realized it was Owen and Storm. Grabbing sweats and putting on boots and a coat. I ran outside. From my left, I could see glowing amber eyes approaching me. Storm slowly walked towards me, showing he was no threat to me. “Hey, I have missed you,” I said, tears streaming down my face.

“Promise.” I nodded once, even though promises felt like fragile things lately. “Promise.” Dawson came out forty minutes later looking… hollowed. Not worse, exactly. Not broken. Just stripped. Like he’d opened a door he’d been holding shut for years and the wind that rushed out had taken something with it. His eyes met mine. Storm grey. Tired. But there was a strange steadiness there too, as if naming the darkness didn’t feed it, it just made it visible. Liberty stood immediately, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “So? Did you hate it?”

“Keep going.” Goddess, those eyes. I know that look; I’m in danger. If I survive him tonight, I want to know how his eyes can change like that. I swear I see a storm brewing in the normally serene blue. Lightning, clouds, a flicker of gold as Reign gnaws at the bars of his enclosure.

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.

“Please don't hurt me. I'm only doing my job. I didn't realize who you were until I already grabbed you.” “Who are you?” “I'm one of the watch Warriors of the pack, my name is Tye.” “There has been so much activity in the past couple of days that I didn't think I'm sorry. I didn't want to take a chance to endanger the pack.” “What do you mean increased activity, why wasn't I informed?” “There have been wolves trying to come into the pack. We are not sure why some seem harmless, but others seem dangerous. With all that has happened, we have not been allowing newcomers to join.”

Storm After Sean had parked the car, I slowly got out of the car and took hold of Doyle’s hand. Right at this moment he was my strength. Looking at my father, I felt as though I was watching a train wreck or a murder that was about to happen. You know how it is, when you see something playing out in front of your eyes, and you know that what is about to happen is going to be something terrible and won’t end well, but you can’t tear your eyes away from it, anyway. Well, that was me, right here in this moment. The spectator who couldn’t look away, whilst at the same time being the person who was going to be wiped out.

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.

A gasp went around the room when she removed her hood, the light reflecting off her bright white braid and blue grey eyes. She was even more beautiful that I'd imagined. Her eyes were wide, her features delicate and her lips... I mentally shook my head as I tried not to stare at her. I became aware of the buzz around the room as there was a sudden amount of side discussions about Stormie - were the rumors true?, was her wolf white as well? what was the mark on her forehead? There was also a lot of discussion about her size and her being female and how there was no way she could be a famed Elite warrior. She raised her eyes to me, staring directly into my soul.

“I’ll bring out her wolf, no matter what it takes.” Storm’s eyes darkened with unspoken knowledge, and Milo and Jack exchanged worried looks. The blue moon was coming

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.