Grey Clouds Novels & Stories

After she ran out of her school due to what had happened with the twins and the Alpha, we were still yet to see her come back and I couldn't help but panic, hoping that she was perfectly okay and just hiding out somewhere. Black clouds began to sprawl across the sky, billowing in from the west. They drain colour from houses, trees and parked cars, leaving neighbourhoods tinted bronze in the dense light. The air grew heavy and the humidity pressed down, suffocating. The scent of rain was dark and heady.

Not just for us females and werewolves, but all mankind. I hold my breath waiting for his reaction. And as if by some miracle, the bright orange hue of the afternoon sun dims, and grey clouds blow in from the north, casting a shadow over our pack. There’s a breeze in the air, sending a shiver down my spine. We all look up in amazement. It had been a long time since a cloud of that magnitude and color had passed over our territory. Like a gift from the gods, a drop of water falls to the sky, landing on my face. Another, and another until the sky is sprinkling us with droplets of water.

The clouds right above Golden Lake University; hostels, buildings, cafeteria, pool, too, and everything that fell into Golden Lake's territory were ruddy and as the clouds stretched towards the skyline, they gradually faded like an old piece of clothing that had become a rag to a shade of pale brown; the kind of brown found on maple leaves during autumn.

The weather was a witness to my sombre mood as it change drastically, the sun hiding behind the clouds. The sky was a canvas of somber gray, a heavy cloak of clouds draped across the horizon like a mourning veil. The rain fell in a melancholic rhythm, like tears streaming down a sorrowful face. The wind howled mournfully, carrying the scent of wet earth and decaying leaves, as if the very air was grieving. The atmosphere was suffused with a sense of despair, as though the weather itself was lamenting some profound loss.

~ A M E L I A ~ Grey clouds were scattered across the sky; they had been all day, and as the day went on, they appeared to become darker and darker, almost like smoke. A chill in the air brushed against my skin, though it didn’t physically bother me, and my growing endurance to strong weathering conditions didn’t prevent me from being able to feel the changes around me. I could feel a strong pang in my chest throbbing and a humming sensation tickling in my throat, almost like I had a desire to scream or cry out loud for no apparent reason that I could think of.

All the events that we encountered are not natural and they are all weird as if it is telling that this day is no ordinary compared to any other day. I look at the sky and even if it wasn't been a long time since it became an afternoon the sky are fully covered with gray clouds as it says that the sun are hiding and not revealing itself. That the light that bring bright sky are hiding behind those cotton lightning floating up above I can't help but clench my teeth as I saw that there is a high possibility that it would rain. I hope it won't rain it wouldn't be a good chance for us to fight this creature

Gage whispered. Jade watched the clouds, it was going to be a long trip, but she wasn’t going to be able to go to sleep. She wondered how this witch was going to be. Was she going to be as friendly as Maria? Or was she going to be some crazy witch that everyone was going to be concerned about? 12 hours later. “Finally,” Jade said stretching her legs. “Remind me not to take long flights.” She said walking into the airport. “Well we can travel by realms once everyone is on board, and we can open trade again,” Gage said. “But right now we’re going to have to deal with what we have and travel the human way.”

One's near the grilling, talking to the Werewolf there, while another is having chats with some She-wolf, who's laughing once in a while. "That one is called The Yellow Clouds," she's talking about the one near the grilling, "while the other one with the female is called The Grey Sky." Oh, now their names sounds oppositing. It differentiate them indeed. Yellow clouds for the evening to night time. And grey sky for the morning. Opposite. Why are they opposite? "Do they hate each other that much?" "More than anything." Oh, right, she told me that earlier. I hadn't paid attention.

Richard asked. "Technically, you just did,"Janet laughed. "You must be very bat at grammar, there is a difference between cute, pretty and beautiful,"Richard replied. "Oh really Mr. Grammar? Tell me their differences,"Janet requested. Before Richard could reply, he noticed the lightings in the cloudy sky. "Oh my God, we are in trouble,"Richard said. "What is it?"Janet asked worriedly. "I think is going to rain,"Richard responded. "Oh my goodness, you scared the hell out of me Richard, I thought it was something serious,"Janet answered.

“Well yeah, that’s what the news and stuff claims, but have you seen the sky?” There was a window behind where Singto was seated with heavy tan curtains shutting out the outside. Krist went up to open it to show what he was talking about. Lo and behold, the clouds were shutting out all the light and warmth from the sound. Even the shade of the clouds gave them an ominous feeling. It was dark gray and there was a light wind making the outside look like a perfect scene for a horror movie.