Fury Of The Storms Novels & Stories

Lawson…" She finished speaking with a sad look and quickly glanced at Walter. "I'm sorry, am I interrupting?" Anna's voice shook as she spoke. She was ready to set the tray down and leave. Suddenly, Walter kicked the coffee table in front of him. The cups shattered, sending glass flying. A piece of glass cut my arm, and blood started to drip, stinging sharply. Walter did not even look at me. His face was pale with anger as he approached Anna. He grabbed her apron and yanked it off.

I clench my fists, the anger and confusion swirling inside me demanding release. I land the first punch, then another, each blow harder than the last. The dummy creaks under the force, but I don’t stop. My fists meet it with relentless force, each blow fueled by my racing thoughts. The storm outside matches the storm within me, thunder rumbling as I strike again and again. My muscles ache, but I don’t stop. “What are you hiding, Eve?” I whisper into the storm, my voice lost in the thunder. Punch after punch, I push myself, the rain mixing with sweat as I fight against the storm raging within me.

His eyes take one look at my face and harden. “What is it?” he asks, controlled, but I hear the storm behind his restraint. I lift my phone with shaking fingers and show him the messages. He reads them once. Twice. His face goes blank in the way that scares me most, like all emotion has been rerouted into focus. When he speaks, his voice is quiet enough to be lethal. “He wants you alone.” “Yes,” I whisper. Dawson’s gaze locks on mine, and there is pain there, fury too, but also a vow that feels ancient.

Most of the hot sauce splashed onto me, yet he screamed as though he was badly burned. “Wynnie! It’s so hot! If Miles didn’t want to cook for me, he could’ve just said so, I wouldn’t have forced him. Why would he deliberately hurt me like this?!” Before I could react, Wynnie’s slap landed across my face. “Miles, when did you become this vicious? Apologize to Ash. Now!” That was it. I could not hold back anymore. I shot the two of them with a vicious glare, then turned around and stormed out of the room.

I pulled her to the side, away from the commotion, wanting to understand the cause of their heated exchange. Valerie sighed, her face was a mix of frustration and anger. "I asked Lucas about you, Samantha, and he snapped at me," she explained, her voice tinged with hurt. Of course Lucas Storm would take out his anger on my friend, harsh words would only worsen the issue, it was best to calm Valerie down– I couldn't bring myself to speak to him after he stormed out of the car. "I'm sorry, Valerie. I don't know what's gotten into him," I said, my voice laced with confusion.

Jerrod said, Lord Storm stormed out of the room with anger, his fist clenched into a ball and his face read only rage, hatred and resentment. Valerie seeing those eyes that read rage, her heart beats as it pumps her blood through her veins. The blood rushes to the tips of her fingers, her hands became so sweaty, the pulse coming in hot waves that cause everything else to pause, Like he's going to take after his name and Storm on her.

“That you leave immediately—without hurting my Luna." Celestia scoffs. “I’m not negotiating with a nobody,” she spits. “Mate or not.” “Then don’t,” Fury replies with a cold shrug. “But you know as well as I do—if I don’t accept your rejection soon, our bond will only grow stronger. Our connection will deepen. That wouldn’t be good for you… Do you really want to be tied to a nobody forever?” “Fine,” she snaps. Fury nods. “I don’t have a name in particular. I was an orphan… the pack named me. They call me Fury. That will work.”

I cried out, pressing my hand against my throbbing back. “You have no right to say that,” he spat out, looking down at me with contempt. “You are nothing but a substitute bride. Once I am done punishing you... I will send you straight to hell.” He turned his back on me and walked away, leaving me alone in the darkness. As if the heavens themselves were weeping with me, a violent storm broke loose. Thunder roared and heavy rain poured down, soaking my clothes instantly, turning them cold against my skin. I am Fyr. The daughter of a wealthy man.

,she whimpers sadly as her hand holding the gun shakes. "I can be what she is Jonathan, she is pleading, I can be all that and more. Just add me and I swear if after a month you still feel the same I will leave and never come back",Fury is pissed as he growls at me. We add her we lose Kat and I don't want to lose her Jonathan he says growling.

Fury ignited inside me, aura stirred, pushing to the surface with a force I had never felt before. Without thinking, I lunged at Alpha Derek, my entire being fuelled by rage. He was strong, but my hatred was stronger. We crashed to the ground, a feral roar tearing from my throat as my wolf instincts took over. I clawed and bit, every movement a blur of violence, driven by the need to protect Lydia.