I Am The Wind Sanemi Novels & Stories

My dad even told Vincent that he had to bring me back, or he would beat Vincent to death. However, none of that had anything to do with me anymore. Standing up, I looked out the window at the vast white field of snow. I couldn't care less how they were doing now. I only cared that it was snowing. I could invite Madison to go skiing with me. Why waste time mourning the past when I was heading toward a beautiful future?

"I don't blame you. I was a willing participant, and I don't have a boyfriend. So, Ryan, don't feel burdened by it. Besides, we're both adults here." … In my second week in Altmarch, Naia Morenna, a friend from back home, messaged me on WhatsApp. "Ry, when are you coming back to Azureland? Everyone misses you. Come back so we can all meet up." I replied, "I'm not going back for the time being. We'll see when I'm free." "Then fly back when my birthday rolls around soon. Didn't you say you'd have a drink with me last time?"

It was made of elegant velvet, but because he had been clutching it so tightly in his palm, the surface was entirely damp with nervous sweat, leaving a visible thumbprint pressed into the fabric. “Sera.” His eyelashes were heavily frosted with winter condensation; every single time he blinked, tiny shards of ice would flake off and fall away. “I’m not exactly a smooth talker. I practiced a whole speech in my head, but standing out here in the snow, it completely froze out of my mind.” He flipped open the velvet box. Inside was a simple, classic ring. “Marry me.” The aurora borealis unfurled directly above his head, casting a vibrant green glow that cascaded over the snow, settled softly acro

What he didn’t expect, however, was the number of potential slaves that were crammed into the room. ‘They’re close to a hundred, aren’t they?’ Women. Men. Children—the whole bunch of them. ‘How am I supposed to handle such a number…?’ Rey wondered within himself. He obviously knew the answer to that question already. ‘[Absolute Wind Magic]’ As an S-Tier Skill, the limits of [Absolute Wind Magic] were yet to be fully explored. Rey decided to use it partly out of curiosity, wanting to push its limits. Unsurprisingly, he was able to carry just about everyone with his Wind.

She could feel the worms wriggling in her heart, the squirming of the worms made her stomach queasy. However, her attention was suddenly diverted as a gust of cold wind swept across her face, and blew her long hair. The gust of wind carried voices whispering in her ear, not the whispers of the surrounding leaves, but other whispers that she could understand. Leah looked left and right, it seemed that no one felt the gust of wind and whispers except for her. Even Mia and Grace who were standing so close to her didn't feel what she felt. The whisper called her name, she was sure. Not the sound of the wind, or the voices in her head, someone called her name

An hour before the seminar, Tania made two phone calls. The first was to Samuel. She simply said, "The seminar starts in an hour." The second call was to Elias. "Brother, can you book a flight for me tonight? Once the seminar is over, I'm done with Samuel for good. Whatever happens to him won't be of concern to me anymore." Right after she hung up, Samuel showed up. He was dressed in a sharp suit, his hair perfectly combed, holding a bunch of fancy invitations. "Tania, take a look. These are our fourth-anniversary invites. I made them myself. Do you like them?"

The woman glanced up at the question and fixed her eyes into the young man's as if questioning his intentions before he flashed a toothed smile and tilted his head to the side. The woman cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks, where a few stray tears fell. "I'm Amaya." She quietly answered. Ash nodded at the name as he held out his hand for a handshake.

But I did not, and now it is too late, because we are at the border. I let go of my mates’ hands, and we form a circle, so we have eyes on all directions. I close my eyes, raise my hands and summon the wind. I direct the wind into Constantine. Leaves rustle softly, and I increase the intensity until the wind howls around buildings, and smaller trees bend slightly.

They both turned to look at us and I could tell the man was smiling at the woman or the water apparition I couldn't tell. "We've been waiting for you Alley, we see you learned how to tap into your other abilities in the fight, we are all impressed. I am Anahita and obviously I represent water." She said, the more I looked at her the more her appearance reminded me of the ocean. "Yeah I know she looks weird, maybe one day she will show her true self, my name is Buran and I represent wind." He said it reminded me of a teenager, eager and playful. "Not to sound like I am rushing but can we get on with this? I'm more than ready to learn about all of these abilities more than I already have." I s

“Rinpoche doesn’t know about your sand art, does he?” “No.” “Is that why you destroyed it? Was he going to find out?” “All sand mandalas are destroyed. The practice is an exercise in detachment: creating something beautiful, empowering it with energy, and then giving it away to the environment.” “What kind of energy are we talking about? You collected the sand in an ox horn. It’s something to do with Yamantaka, isn’t it? You worship the demon.”