Invisible Storm Novels & Stories

The ground, the air, my mind. I tightened my hold on Storm. “You’ll have to kill me first.” It tilted its head. “That can be arranged.” Before I could move, the river surged upward, waves breaking in midair like claws. I braced for the strike, but Storm lifted his head. “Stop,” he said. The world froze. The river hung suspended, droplets glittering like glass. The mist retreated, curling away from him as if in fear. Light flared from his eyes, bright enough to burn through the fog.

"Why would a nice, clean sea of water smell like blood?" She moved closer and stared into the black water, her mind jolting at what her eyes perceived. she blinked and saw... It was nothing more than a sea of black water...then what had she seen awhile ago? Qing Yue could've sworn she saw an eye! It was a giant eye smeared with various vein-like throbbing bloodlines. But the disturbing part wasn't the veins. It was how the intersecting veins resembled the waterlines of the New World Formation? What's going on...? How could the veins of an eyeball possibly resemble the waterlines of the New World Formation? And why would they resemble the New World Formation at all?

Who is going to know? KILLER: That’s awesome. Chris is going there next week as well. Going to help out the newbies. Maybe I can go with and see you there. I’m not usually for breaking rules but that rule is ridiculous. No chance Hailstorm wants to join….? HAILSTORM: Mm… lemme think – seeing a bunch of wolves in the icy cold while you two cuddle up with your mates, sorry girls. That’s a no from me KILLER: The boys will be so busy there will be no time to cuddle Hailstorm, so it will just be us

While sighing deeply, "Definitely I am a mess." He headed towards his alone place to find some mental peace. He was feeling so messed up at that moment he really felt that he needed a long alone time to think everything thoroughly. Parking the car at the side of the road, he climbed down and headed towards his destination. He just walked for two or three minutes and reached the top of the tower. Immediately a cool salty air brushed against his face, giving him a soothing feeling. He sat on the bare ground staring at the sky and the waves. Specially he was staring at the horizon where the waves kissed the starry sky which was covered with a dark veil of night. He was calming down with every s

Sweat, expensive soap, and something that smells like a storm over the ocean. Alan Voss. I look at the spot where he stood—naked, powerful, and utterly terrifying. My face still feels like it’s on fire. I shouldn’t have looked. I should have kept my eyes on the floor like a good little ghost. But the tattoos on his arms… They were really detailed. Like armor made of ink. “You’re safe with me,” he had said. I sigh and push the mop across the rubber matting. People like Alan Voss don’t protect people like me.

Blood fills the water as I swim fast and attack the other divers, leaving nothing but corpses in my wake. I breach the surface, looking up I raise my hands at the helicopter and raise an amused eyebrow as the wind whips around I turn my hand and the helicopter spins out of control I throw my hands towards the military vehicles on the shore and watch as they explode on impact. The storm rolls and lightning strikes the sand. Hitting the military, killing some instantly. I swish my tail as I watch from the waves.

"I saw a river in the Oasis not far from here. Then a huge white wolf appeared and led me downstream, beckoning me to follow. Kalyssa, it looked like your wolf. Anyway, we came to a warehouse. When I flung the door open, there were cages inside." When he stopped, I went next. "I saw a farmhouse on the edge of the Oasis. Humans were working but were enslaved. A slave driver reared back his whip and struck one of the humans. There was a huge warehouse to the right of the farmhouse. Then I zoomed inside, and Rush was sitting at a wooden table speaking to the other heads of Nightshade." Elias was next. "I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons ar

Her scream echoed through the room, shrill and panicked. "Aaah!" But as soon as she spotted someone behind me, her expression morphed in an instant. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, tears welling up like a tragic heroine. "Emily, I know you despise me, but my child… my child is a life too!" I felt a strong hand seize my wrist, and I turned to find Tristan staring at me, his gaze glacial. "That's enough," he said coldly. "Emily, I asked you to come here for a civil conversation. How could you attack Faye like this?"

Like something dead, and kicking. "We want you to see us.” Scream. She wanted to scream, but if she open her mouth it would get inside. It would crawl in like ants and stick to her bones, her heart, her veins, clogging her up with black spikes, their appendages prick her like needles as they rushed inside, and their mouths eating and starving, eating and starving, and never stopping. Her eyelids slowly widened, a blizzard breeze crashing into them, blowing away all of the moisture and tears.

"Ezra said, ''Going to wind brook is dangerous. we couldn't even make it there in the storm. "Voss said, '' You will you have the zag you can teleport there. "Ezra said, ''We can't use the zag the sky have to be clear for users to use it. The red moon makes everything blurry. "Voss said, '' So that means you have to ride out of the moon valley. Then you can teleport to WindBrook. "Ezra said,