Hurricane Novels & Stories

My emotions no longer interrupted the wind, this time it was steady, just as Grandmother told me it would be. As I grew the whirlwind I called on the water. The wind and the water whipped around Kayden, the outer bands hitting even his warriors behind us, causing them to stop fighting and focus on us instead. Within moments a hurricane was brewing inside Haven. Thunder crashed as I rolled in clouds and increased the wind.

“Are we safe here? And what do you mean ‘extraordinary circumstances’?” Setting his brandy aside, he climbed into the bed with her, cuddling her in his arms. “We’re safe. The storm’s bad, but it’s no Long Island Express.” She wriggled in his arms until she could look into his face. “We’re in a hurricane?” she demanded, aghast. “So we are,” he laughed. “The hotel staff tell me a hurricane has never hit this part of the country.” A bright flash of lightning lit the room like daylight for only a few seconds, then everything shook with the percussive thunder.

With that, she turned to leave. Nicole tugged at the reins. The force she exerted angered and frightened Hurricane. It lifted its fore legs, causing Nicole to lose grip of the reins. Hurricane started running wildly. "Hey!" Nicole grabbed Amelia out of fright, and the two women stood together. Hurricane was charging toward them, although it was not clear which of the two women it was aiming for. Amelia heard the commotion behind her and turned around, only to see Hurricane charging toward them. Her heart raced with fear. "Watch out!" A voice of panic pierced through

*ping* I pull my tablet from my bag and have a look at it, it would seem it’s time for the grand finale an close curtain call. Hello, I’d like to report two illegal aliens entering your country at the Northern back port.... yes I’m certain.... I’ve even got their photographs I can send you.... you’re quite welcome I hang up the phone. I wonder when this Storm Cloud of mine will stop Raging? I turn to his voice, Fred is standing by the door leaning on the frame watching me while shaking his head. Not to worry my love, very soon the Raging Storm will pass and then there’d be the calm with blue skies and fresh breeze.

The Atlantic Ocean. 100 Miles Off the Coast of New York.Category 5 Hurricane "Genesis". The airborne carrier Hyperion groaned in agony. It wasn't flying; it was fighting for its life against the atmosphere. The Category 5 hurricane generated by the Bermuda Titan was unlike any natural weather phenomenon. The clouds were a bruised, unnatural violet, and horizontal lightning lashed at the carrier's blast shields, threatening to short-circuit the anti-gravity engines. "EMP bursts are frying the long-range sensors!" Kenji yelled from the bridge, gripping his console as the ship violently pitched to the left. "We are flying blind, Co

“I'm surprised none of the boats moving around the neighboring island recently didn’t pick you up.” “We didn’t see any boats,” Victor said. “Just a big shark,” I added. “You poor dears.” Cathy picked up her shopping bags. “We must unload the boat and get ready for the storm. Then I’ll make you a decent meal.” “When can we leave?” I asked. Alex, Lana, and Harry have to be worried sick about us. “You’ll have to wait until after the storm passes,” Arthur replied. “What storm?” Victor asked. “Hurricane Della,” Arthur answered. “It changed course and is coming this way. If you two are up to it, we could use some help getting ready.”

On September 20th, Susie and Abel's house had just been completed, three days later, the radio broadcasted unwelcome news. On the 28th, a violent hurricane was set to make landfall from the southwest at Cayo Costa. On the afternoon of the 27th, all members of the pack received an order from Alpha Alis: "The hurricane is approaching. Tonight, all members of the Nightwalkers Pack are to gather at the Pack House. During the duration of the major storm, everyone must stay within the Pack House and not venture out. Any disobedience will be dealt with severely!"

After he'd vanished around the bend, the shower turned on almost instantaneously after he'd left. Anna pushed the blanket away from her and began to shiver. She wrapped her arms around herself to ward off the chill and stormed into the bathroom, where she discovered Jerome hiding behind the curtain. She demanded to know, "What urgent business are we talking about?" "A hurricane is expected to arrive soon. A large one. It is time for us to depart. When the curtain moved, he peered through it at her while water clung to the long, dark lashes that framed his eyes. After then, he vanished without uttering a single word. She threw her hands to the side in an aggres

I answer dryly. "Hurricane's aren't complete destruction, Tate. Ever seen the sunset before they come in and then the beautiful piles of shells they leave in their wake? They're a natural scrubbing of the bad shit, so that the good can show through." I think about what he's saying to me. "You telling me I scrubbed away all your bad shit so your good can shine through?"

Looking at it, Ding Hao became more and more shocked. He didn't know how horrible this giant was when he was alive. At this time, even if he was dead, he was still emitting a kind of pressure so terrifying and suffocating. He suddenly realized that the hurricane was not naturally formed, but it was the turbulence in the air caused by the remnant pressure of the corpse.