Into The Storm Smith Novels & Stories

“You can have the card… but I can't promise to hold back, River.” “You can trust me…” Not when he's this close… not when his breath was all over my skin. “Fine, welcome back to Storms, Ms. Cortez.”

His face was calm, but it looked like a storm was about to break. Anna felt her heart shiver and could not bring herself to say another word. The car rounded the last bend and pulled into the southern villa neighborhood. Walter stepped out of the car, his mind reeling. The place he once knew so well was now just a heap of rubble. The fire must have raged for hours. Everything around had been reduced to ashes. The ashes, which were soaked with water, had seeped into the burnt ground. Matthias was hunched over in the middle of the destruction, blood dripping from his hands.

"Mom, I just didn't want you to worry. We reinforced our windows ages ago. There's no way she could have been swept away by the hurricane. How could Heather be so difficult? I can't believe she even got you lying to me. She's truly lost it." Faced with his stubbornness, Cynthia was at a loss for words. That was until she spotted Charlotte standing behind him. "So that's why! I didn't understand why you'd abandoned your wife and child—it's because she's back." Charlotte boldly stepped forward and greeted politely, "Hello, Mrs. Keane." "Don't call me that, I can't stand it." Cynthia averted her gaze, displeased to see her. "Mom, what are you doing? Lottie is my friend. Why are you being mean?"

"Get SpeedBlade, I got us covered." JumpStart running off, I look at Storm as he wipes the slime off. "You're going to regret that," he says, pointing at me. As more bolts gather in his arms, Storm's is getting ready to fire but before he can, I reach for smoke arrows from my quiver. However, I don't put them into my bow. Instead, I break off the tip and throw them against the ground. The hallway is quickly filled with black smoke. With his targets gone, Storm won't fire.

*SMACK* You must be out of your mind! Did you just hit me Stormie? Do you need another one to drive the reality of the situation home for you?!

"Figured out, not yet…but I do know you, Ani. I know that reinventing yourself makes you guarded and…it can be lonely carrying whatever secrets you are carrying. I am just saying…I got your back but it's up to you to open up to me" I stared at my feet but Stormi raised my chin with his index finger and made me look at him. "I will make you a deal. Tell me a single thing about yourself that is true and I won't push you to tell me more" I kept mute "Just a single thing, Ani" I wanted to but like he said, I was guarded. Stormi should understand that I am guarded for a reason. After waiting for a few minutes without a word coming from me, Stormi placed both his hands into his pocket and straight

AUGUST I tried to breathe the pain away. Ambrose’s kick wasn’t that powerful purely because I’ve received more kick from him and this was by far, the softest of them all. Despite of that, the kick still hit the bulls’ eye of my hollow stomach and I’m not even wearing anything to begin with. I had to flinch for a short moment but I tried not to show any signs of weakness. I centered my focal point at Ambrose and I instantly saw the upcoming storm named typhoon Ambrose. His glare was filled with so much intensity and that was more than enough for me to know that he’s about to go on a rampage.

Not wanting to be alone at home, I decided to take a walk and breath in the fresh air. I grabbed my coat, not because I'm cold, but because people will think it's weird that I'm not wearing a coat in this cold weather. I stepped out the front door and I saw Tornado just around the corner, close to the water fountain, taking a smoke. He threw it to the ground and squashed it with his shoe when he saw me not because he is afraid of my reaction if I should catch him smoking, rather it's due to the fact that I'm outside which means his service is needed.

I’d asked Smith about him, but he only knew the basics: Gold Moon lineage, powerful, rarely seen at events like this. I ordered another. Then another. The vodka burned clean and steady down my throat, loosening the knot in my chest. The hall was packed now, voices blending into a low, constant roar around me. I was definitely getting tipsy, the edges of the room had gone soft, the lights a little brighter but I still had to appear on stage later. Warriors would be introduced one by one, and I refused to stumble up there looking like I couldn’t hold my liquor. “Stormy, where have you been?” Smith appeared suddenly at my side, breathless, his eyes scanning me like he’d been searching the entir

This was the moment we had rehearsed, the moment that would seal our contract. I reached Lucas at the altar, I couldn't help but notice the flicker of surprise in his eyes. Perhaps he was taken aback by my appearance. But I knew better than to let that distract me. I plastered a smile on my face, determined to play my role flawlessly. "Hi…" I greeted him softly with a smile, trying to maintain an air of elegance and grace. "You look quite handsome today, Mr. Storm." Lucas smirked and extended his arm to me, his voice laced with a touch of amusement. "Thank you, Mrs. Storm-to-be. You look absolutely breathtaking." He said with a wink, God is he handsome!