Into The Storm Smith Novels & Stories

I can feel Daemon’s restless hunger, Draven’s iron control, Darius’s fierce, quiet protectiveness all braided together, all tied to me now. Darius meets my gaze last. “There’s no taking this back,” he says, not as a warning but as a vow. I lift my chin, pulse still racing beneath the mark at my throat. “Good. I didn’t want an escape route.” A corner of his mouth lifts just barely. Daemon’s smile is all teeth and trouble. “I think it’s time,” he repeats, glancing between his brothers, “that Storm gets introduced to our wolves.” Draven’s brow furrows, but there’s no refusal in him. Only caution. “If she wants to.”

I checked my phone to see where I was and there was a text message from an unknown number just like he’d promised. I’ll keep him busy, be free darling. I wanted to ask him what hell storm he was about to unleash, what he could possibly do to hurt my father but I didn’t think it mattered. I quietly thanked him in my head and then put in my home address. As much as I wanted him to know I was grateful for his help, the larger part of me didn’t want any more trouble so I ignored his text, I knew he would understand. For whatever reason he wanted me to stay out of this so I would.

“James Smith, James Smith” She didn't care about the hurting hand, and hurriedly got up and continued chasing. After finally getting to the parking lot, she saw James Smith was already in the car. Before she could catch her breath, she stumbled over and slapped the car window: "James Smith, listen to me, you can't replace the role of David Kim, if you have any complaints, come to me, why are you venting on others? James Smith" "Drive!" James Smith ordered Max Holland with his eyes closed without looking at her.

**Hearts in the Storm** The storm outside rages on, mirroring the chaos within the cabin. Rain lashes against the windows, lightning occasionally illuminating the dark forest that surrounds them. Inside, tension simmers. Ethan, Sophia, Max, and Jason are all on edge, with danger looming just beyond the walls. The fire crackles, but its warmth does little to comfort them. As the gunshot echoes in the distance, fear tightens its grip on everyone, but it’s the weight of the secrets that has shattered the fragile trust between them.

"They’re plants, Elias. Focus on the people with guns." They reached the entrance of the Great Storme Maze, a towering labyrinth of emerald-green yew that stood ten feet high. Inside, the wind died down, but the rain turned the narrow paths into slick trenches of sludge. "Vantrell! I know you're in there!" A woman’s voice, sharp and amplified by a megaphone, echoed over the thunder. "Don't make this difficult! Give us the asset and maybe I'll let you keep your legs this time!"

He had curled into a ball, waiting for the final blow, when the kicking suddenly stopped. He had looked up through a swollen eye to see a young Travis Thorne. Even then, Travis had that cold, unwavering stare. He hadn't said a word, he had simply stepped between Storm and the bullies. When one of them tried to lunge, Travis had floored him with a single, brutal punch. "Get up," Travis had said, reaching out a hand. "In Silverstone, we don't stay down." Storm’s hand, now bloodied and mangled, twitched against the van floor. Travis had saved him that day. He had brought him back into the estate, and trained him until Storm became the deadliest blade in the Alpha’s arsenal.

and a man on the other side growled, "Come in." “I just need to collect the money from him. Then I'm done, on my way home. Storm muttered to herself, taking in a deep shaky breath, especially as she noticed two bulky men step into the bar from the entrance door. A trickle of moisture rolled between her shoulder blades as she made herself open the door. The voice had bided her to come in after all.

The remaining five all stood up to their feet and retrieved their swords from the ground and aimed at Storm. "Oh, so you guys are going to play hard to get? At least before you die, tell me who sent you? You saw what I did to your friend, right? I blood bended him and I will do worse to the remaining of you if you don't tell me who sent you," Storm said, trying to talk to them into letting them tell him who placed the order. When he waited for a few minutes and none of them spoke a word rather they were surrounding him, he smirked, his red eyes started glowing. He made fire come out from his two palms and with a speed they didn't even know he possessed, he circled them, ringing them with fir

A sharp snort escaped my nose before I could stop it. Takoda’s eyes snapped to mine immediately. Honestly, looking at him was becoming a hazardous problem. Outside, a violent gust of wind rattled the glass windowpanes. Smith waved his hand toward the exit, shooing us away. “Get out of here before the storm gets any worse.” I hoisted my bag higher on my shoulder. “You make it sound like we’re escaping a haunted house.” “That depends on what you choose to believe,” Smith said dryly, turning back to his computer.

’ ‘I don’t know how to tell you this because I’m unsure if you’ll be excited and or devastated…’ ‘Just tell me the tingles the smell…is it?’ ‘Yes…you are to be acting alpha. We will be stronger as one..the goddess she has made Storm and Rain our mate.’ ‘But she is Diego’s!’ I screamed in my head. ‘I know…but he’s gone…he’s shut her out…you will not mind once you both are over your grief…just don’t fight it Jared..’ I put my face in my hands. This was all so crazy…poor Storm. Speaking of. As I was sitting in my own self pitty she came out in shorts and a tank top her wet hair piled on top of her head with a scrunchy.