Into The Storm Smith Novels & Stories

“We’re not sure but Mr Smith did not attend his court hearing and there is now a warrant out for his arrest, he was also reported as missing by his mother.” The court hearing was two days ago, I tried my best to attend, I wanted to be strong but the moment I entered the building I began to have a panic attack. I was reassured that the hearing would continue as there was more than enough evidence to prosecute. I was informed that I would be notified of the outcome and I was excused. I returned home with Carrie by my side, she has been amazing through all of this. My heart began beating faster, I’m almost certain all colour drained from my face as I remembered the day Ethan rang me when I was

"Cricket, huh? That's certainly a unique name. You must have been like a bully magnet in school." "Not really." I grinned nervously. Why was I nervous? He was making me act like a schoolgirl. "Cricket was the bully," Stormie said. I imagined a cow falling through the ceiling and crushing her beneath its weight. "Wow. That sounds cool." He said as he flexed the dumbells like they were nothing. My eyes moved along his sweaty body down to his tight calves. He looked like he was sculpted rather than born. Stormie stayed at her position by the doorway staring at Grealish. If I didn't know any better I'd think she wanted him too. No. Stormie isn't the type, I reminded myself. I was certain she was

Travis commented and I don't have any option but to agree. But wait, did Anastacius and Daphne met already? No right!? What if Anastacius's the one who had admitted her into the hospital? And Daphne knew him in that way. She is the female lead so how can she be vicious? I'm not getting it.

Sone got slashed from the top and landed on the ground almost crushing us. "Oh my goodness! Henry!" We stopped just as we forced ourselves out. It felt like we were watching a tornado crumple our town. We could barely see through with the thick black smoke coming from the middle of where we stood. There was a large hole in the ground and that was where the smoke was pumping out from. "What are looking at here?" "Isn't this the same place we passed through? What's happening?" We were frozen for quite some time. After a little while, we we both decided to walk through the fire and brimstones laid out in front of us. It felt like we were in some other land.

“Please stay away from me, I’ll do same, you won’t even know I leave here . Goodbye Stormie.” Storm’s chest lifted and dropped, he should be relieved that the boy left without causing a scene but his heart felt heavy. He deadpan as he tries to give himself a logical explanation for his feelings. “No, he is just manipulative.” He told himself. He pulled out his phone from a draw under his desk. “S. I , transfer $40,000 to Bash Harvey’s account.” Author’s note: S. I= Storm Intelligence. S. I, (“Transfer completed. Is there anything else you need help with?”)

“I’m not marrying him! Who would want to marry a wife-beating psycho? He’ll beat me to death!” Shawn’s brows knitted into a frown. “Didn’t you tell me yourself that the eldest Sterling son had reformed and would never raise a hand against anyone again? What are you so afraid of?”

Thank you so much for reading The Snow Storm! If you would like to find out more about what happens to Owen and the rest of the Williamson family then check out the sequel, Murder Motel. Here is a sneak peak of the book.. Chapter One September 17, 2007 “Am I speaking to a mister Owen Matthews?” “Um, yeah, that would be me.. Can I help you?” He does not recognize the female voice on the other end of the line but he has to admit, it is a beautiful voice. He would know how to spot a lovely voice, considering her heard random voices all day long.

"You won't? Then don't blame me for what happens next." Ariel moved forward, backing Ella toward the edge of the pond. Just as Ella was about to shove Ariel into the water, she spotted Remi approaching in the distance. A strange smile curved her lips. Ella grabbed something and threw it into the pond. "Ms. Slater, no!" Ella suddenly screamed. "That's my son's christening medal! Remi just got it for him a few days ago! He's been sick ever since you hurt him, and this medal was protecting him! How can you be so cruel?"

But when my eyes landed on Storme, and I felt the cold atmosphere of the room, the smile dropped fast. Storme stood near the bed, fully dressed, her head bowed like she was bracing for a storm. The sheets had been hastily straightened, her cloth gathered in her trembling hands. Her hair was brushed, her wounds wrapped neatly, as if she was preparing to leave. “Baby?” I called out. She turned slowly, her eyes meeting mine. There was a sadness in them that knocked the air out of my lungs. "I was just coming back," I said, stepping inside, "I prepared some of that soup you like. You need to eat more. I also made steaks for—"

Lord Storm was angry, his face was contorted with rage and a bared teeth, curled lip and clenched jaw, A vortex of anger swirled through him and his heart throbbed of resentment. "That wench !" He roared, "Get Micro-J for me right now !" Lord Storm yelled and jerrod rushed out quickly, Micro-J is the given name of his hacker and programmer man. And within a moment he rushed to Lord Storm's apartment with some systems he brought from Lord Storm's programming room. "Track where the wench is at now, and send the location to creed LC7 " Lord Storm said, he has a lot of creeds in the city all scattered in branches, incase of an emergency operation.