Johnny Storm Powers Novels & Stories

“You started it, River… gambling with my life. I can't continue without a child. I don’t care how far I have to go or how many strings I get to pull before I get to fill you up with my seed.” His grip tightened on my wrist, his breathing coming out rugged, face red and pulsing with anger — anger that I didn’t want his shitty proposal? What was going on in this man’s head? “There are other women out there,” my voice softened, my head tilted slightly. “What we had was just a fling. I am not ready to be a mother, Mr. Storm.” “My body craves only you. I don’t want you to be its mother either — I just need the child.” Like a commodity that he could buy with money. “And I am not ready for a baby M

And now, here they were. “Shit.” “Johnny. Watch your mouth.” She glanced over her shoulder into the backseat. “What’s wrong?” The old Gameboy she’d bought for him at a thrift store in Clifton Heights warbled. Arcs of light from the tiny screen played across Johnny’s forehead, accentuating the angles of his nose and cheeks, flaring in the hollows under his eyes. “Only two lives left. Thing’s fuckin’ hard.” She faced forward and squinted at the rain-blurred road. “Don’t swear, honey. It’s crude.”

Johnny said pleadingly " Forgive me sir I didn't know....." Before he could finish his sentence Danial slapped him. Johnny was thrown across the room, half of his face was bloodied and numb. He looked at Danial and raged " You slapped me? How dare you slap me do you know who I am and what I do? I am Johnny Langley the most powerful gangster in the southern district" Johnny tried to stand but realised that he couldn't move his legs. He looked at Danial who was approaching him and was stunned. Danial looked like a demon who climbed out of the deepest parts of hell. His aura was rampant and his eyes were bloodshot.

------------ "And I pick myself up And I dust off the words You tried to stick me with 'Cause I know words are words Angry little vowels And conscientious letters Surrounded by derogatory question marks And accusatory exclamations. And at the end of the day I remember words are power (But only power if you believe them) So I pick my vowels and my letters And I stick myself with my own word: Strong I am Strong.." -----Raven White

Storm Storm “Could we all take our seats please, we need to get this meeting started,” Alpha Rossi, said, grabbing the attention of everyone present in the conference room, as he entered the room with his Luna at his side. Taking my seat beside Doyle once again, I looked up to where Alpha and Luna Rossi were sitting at the head of the table.

It was out of this world! Charlie grinned at the horrified Johnny and asked, “Why? Are you scared?” Johnny took a step back, startled, and asked, “Who are you? Why are you so powerful?” Charlie said in a flat tone, “Who am I? I’m someone you should never mess with!” Johnny gritted his teeth in despair and shouted to his boys, “Go, kill him!” The four men immediately rushed forward and Johnny joined them as well even with his disabled left arm! The five brawny men surrounded Charlie, murderous looks on their faces!

Storm did not know what he meant about that, nor did she want to know. What would it take for Chase to get the memo? Storm was sad that Paige and Meghan were going home but she could not as her parents were traveling and she would go after they came back. She hugged her friends and was already missing them, but she would take this time to train and maximize her skills. In human form she had powers but they needed to be worked on, she went to the gym in the early hours of the morning.

It was getting to me. I was now standing outside, feeling tired because I was sure that I was going to have a huge fight with Storm. He once took over for three days straight. No matter how hard I tried to fight back, he was just as powerful. He went on a killing spree, punishing those who disobeyed him. I don't want that to happen again, so I have to be careful.

Her words shocked all the employees. Furious beyond measure, Philip slapped her hard. "Don't talk nonsense!" Jane covered her face, laughing. "You don't dare to admit it? If you really wanted to marry Ms. Brock, why give me a chance? You don't want to let go of her, yet you keep stringing me along. You're the pro player here."

His words, his face—everything about him made me sick. I went pale and forced a smile. "I can forgive you. All it'll cost is your life." Emily's face darkened. "Nathan, that's enough!" But before she even finished speaking, Jake grabbed a vase off the table and smashed it against his own head. Blood ran down his forehead. Emily and my mother both screamed. A heavy slap landed across my face. For a moment, my ears rang so loud I couldn't hear anything. All I could see was Emily's face—pure disgust and irritation.