Lightning Thief Chapters Novels & Stories

He laughed at that, and the vibration in his chest sent a shiver down my spine. Still holding me, he turned the black stallion around and slowly headed home. The sunset stretched our shadows long across the golden field until they overlapped and merged into one. I looked at the shadows, and a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into my head. "Actually… Maybe this isn't that bad." The thought terrified me, so I immediately nipped it in the bud. "Wake up, Summer Reed! This is showing symptoms of trauma bonding! He's a madman and a kidnapper!" I screamed to myself.

Go to chapter 19 to find out. As I walk away, with Senator Lyons fast on my heels, I scan the terrain, watching as pockets of men and women talk amongst themselves, some are chatting, others are dancing. A few others are taking pictures beside the waterfall. I don't stop, though, not until I walk the length and breadth of my grounds, surveying to see if anything is out of place.

His arm jerked, and lightning screamed down once more, breaking through my weakened barrier. “No!” I roared, shoving every last shred of willpower forward. In desperation, I seized the bolt with my energy, twisting it, diverting its path. There was no time to aim. No strength left to control. The lightning struck me squarely in the chest. Pain. Blinding, searing, endless. It ripped through every nerve, every bone, as though the heavens themselves had chosen to split me apart. My scream echoed with it, raw and unrestrained, before it was swallowed by the roar of the storm overhead.

Chapter 15 Zephyr shut her eyes tightly as the heavy droplets of water hit her mercilessly, the cold freezing her bones. By now, she was completely drenched from head to toe, but no one cared. She didn’t expect anyone to care either—she was only a mere slave, one who was insignificant. She couldn’t help the tears that welled in her eyes. Her face hurt from the brutal slap Sheila had given her. She couldn’t hear anything except the loud sound of the rain, and thunder rumbled in the sky as lightning flashed across it.

I know the thunder can feel the new power pulsing through our bond to the thunder. I pump my fist into the sky and whoop with happiness. The thunder responds instantly, shouting or bugling their response. I smile. I am Skylar, Queen Cyryl’s rider. Together, we will lead this thunder into the next phase of our lives. We will not allow the royals to destroy us. If it comes down to us or them, then we will crush them. Scout Commander POV “Would you look at that. It’s the whole fucking thunder,” one of my scouts says beside me.

With a fierce determination, I channeled the stolen lightning into a concentrated bolt, aiming it directly at the sorceress who had dared to attack me. The first strike was blinding, a brilliant arc of blue-white lightning that seared through the night. It struck the sorceress, illuminating her features in a brief, stark outline. In that moment, I saw a flicker of surprise in her eyes, quickly replaced by determination. She countered my attack with a shield of her own, deflecting the lightning away from her. Undeterred, I unleashed a torrent of lightning, a relentless assault that lit up the forest like a stormy day. Each bolt crackled and hissed, seeking out its target with unerring accurac

Justin Thunder cracked like the sky was splitting open. Lightning flashed, and a roar rolled across the land, echoing the fear in my head. I tore through the dark, running, stumbling, gasping. I didn’t know where I was going, but something chased me. Something I couldn’t see, only feel. It breathed down my back. The scent of choking sulfur hit me first. I gagged. “Leave me alone!” I shouted, my voice swallowed by the void. From the shadows, the thing moved closer. Slick. Black. Rotting.

He grabbed hold of the air around him, his arms raised high, and summoned a massive bolt of lightning. The energy shot forward like a crack of thunder, splintering the roof above us. Glass and metal rained down in a dazzling explosion, a thunderous crash that shook the very foundations of the hall. The attacks combined—ice, wind, and lightning—all slammed into Draven. “Did we get him?” I growled, glancing over at Cythia, who stood beside me. Her wolf form was surrounded by a faint frosty aura, her body trembling with the power of her own attack.

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.

Susan called. Time unfroze. A force moved all the Red Haux back, lightning scattered around them, and tore through their skin. They tried to charge forward, but Susan willfully drove them back with a full rush of lightning from the sky. Blood was trickling down Vivian’s and Janice’s eyes by now as their eyes were blood red, the bloodstones were tired, and Susan had only just begun to think. She saw Chadwick trying to make it through the sea of lightning, but it only drove him back.